Chapter 11 (1/2)

AN: Not beta-ed. Mistakes are to be expected. Below is the Jaejoong in this story.   Tonight, something new and exciting is happening in our household, Yunho and I are both getting ready for dates.

Yeah yeah yeah. I know what I said I’ do if Yoochun asked me out again. But that was before he did. Besides, the prospect of me being alone on Saturday night is simply pathetic to me. So I agreed to another date, - probably too easily.

I would have liked him to come up with a dire excuse and grovels at my feet to apologize for his no show the other day. However, he never mentioned the issue, and I’m ashamed to say that I didn’t press him. I need to grow some serious balls, I know. I think it was desperation, I don’t want him to change his mind, I took the easy option and keep myself shut. Hah! at least I don’t have to sit in watching another rerun of I Miss You again.

We dash around ironing clothes (Yunho), retrieving lost hair gel from under the sofa (me) and checking mobile phones in case of change of heart (both). By the time we are ready to go off, we’ve generated enough energy to light a house.

Yunho takes a deep breath “You look amazing”

“So do you” I reply feeling strangely self-conscious.

I catch his eye and am unable to control myself.

“Yunho come here and give your best friend a hug!” I throw my arms around him. "This is so exciting".

He hesitates and squeezes me back. I wonder for a second if there is something wrong, but he unravels the hug and smiles “I know”.

"Are you nervous” I ask.

“I’d feel more relaxed giving a speech to 70 thousand people”.

“You’ve got no reason to be anything other than confident”.

He is stunning tonight. It’s not just just the new dark blue shirt and the brownish grey jacket and flattering jeans. I disagree with the outfit earlier on, as he looks like he is dressing up as a teacher. But he definitely brings out the best in the clothes. His skin is glowing, his eyes are sparkling.

“Taeyeon thinks you are the hottest thing on legs”.

“She must need her head examine” he grins while fixing his hair a bit on the mirror by the door before he opens the door for us.

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“Jaejoong!” Yoochun spots me approaching the bar and calls me over. I take a deep breath and heads toward him trying to hide my nerves.

“Hi” I grin. He throws an arm around my waist and pulls me in, kissing me hard on the mouth. The kiss only last for a second but when he releases me I can feel myself blush.

“How’s it going?”

“Oh um fine” I reply breathlessly. I pull back and look into his eyes, reminding myself of how gorgeous he is.

He removes his arm from my waist and grabs me by the hand. “Come meet some of the guys”.

I shake my head wondering if I’ve misheard him “The guys? What guys?” Did I say that out loud?

“A few mates are hitting the town tonight so I thought we’d join them for a couple minutes. You don’t mind do you?”

Before I get a chance to lie – of course I don’t mind! – I am standing in front of three guys, each holding a bottle of beer, laughing uproariously. When they sense our presence, the laughter dies down and they turn to look. I feel like a museum exhibit.

“This is Tim, Eric and Joon” announces Yoochun.

“Hi, nice to meet you” I beam. Their expressions are so unpleasant you would thought I have done them wrong.

Clearly they are as shock as me to have each other’s company for the night. Yoochun is smiling, oblivious to the tension in the group. I’m sure this is a private gathering and they want no stranger to be included in.

The night went on with them continue chatting as if I wasn’t there, and if I do slip in a talk or two, they would just grunt in response or reply back in one sentence, that’s it. I give up being polite and pretending to laugh at their jokes, I just sit beside Yoochun quietly chugging down my beer. I’m amaze Yoochun, didn’t seem to notice anything wrong amidst all of this.

The boys suddenly stood up interrupting me of my thoughts. They are planning to head to a second spot to hang.

Yoochun wants to join, but the second he sees my face and I hope it’s clear enough, he changes his mind.

“So you’ve met my friends” grins Yoochun as we walk the street looking for a cab. “ I get the feeling my friends like you”.

I get the feeling Yoochun must be out of his mind, but decide not to say anything.

He squeezes my waist and leans down for a kiss. My pulse quickens and I suddenly forgot how irritated I was before, that he puts me through one of the worst night of my life.

Instead I feel a rush of lust.

“Shame we didn’t get much chance by ourselves though” he says.

“True” I shrug.

“God, you are sexy Jaejoong", he breathes. I can feel his hips gently pressing against me and my breath hitch.

He leans in again and brushes his lips against mine. I wrap my arms around him and feel a bulge against my legs. I don’t know how long we kiss on the street, but its long enough for me to know when he suggest to get a taxi to his place, I’m not going to hesitate. So much for swearing that sex is off the agenda until I could trust Yoochun again after he stood me up.

By the time the cab stops outside his house, I am breathless with desire, so much that I can't bring myself to stop his hands as it moves down my butt. We stumble into his flat, still kissing and I know that as the door slams that my rules are about to go out of the window.

I’m panting with desire as his trousers are thrown to one side and packet of condom is rip open.

Writhing on his bed, my eyes close as I submit to the pleasure of the moment, to the sheer exhilaration I feel in the knowledge that the rest of the night is going to be the most sensual experience I’ve had in a long time.

I am staring at the ceiling as Yoochun's snore resounds across the room. Yoochun falling asleep on the job – in fact before the job – is the mood breaker to end all others.

I wonder if it would have been a good sex? Probably not, considering how fast he dropped off. I sigh and nudge Yoochun aside and retrieve my clothes to wear.

I look at Yoochun before I go, and can’t help thinking he look so innocent and child like when he is sleeping.

I pat his forehead, “Not quite what I was hoping for” I whisper. “Shame I still fancy you so much”.

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When I wake up the next morning in my own bed, I don’t feel good about myself. I almost had sex with Yoochun

even before he apologizes and explains about the no show matter.

Then I close my eyes and picture Yoochun’s face, laughing , I feel a swell of happiness regardless.

My phone beeps. I got a message from Yoochun.

Sorry for my performance last night. Feel horrendous. Can we try again?

xoxo

I close the text and phone Nana.

“How bad was it?” she ask

“It wasn’t great” is all I want to say. “But sex isn’t everything right? I’d be pretty shallow if I allow this to come between us, wouldn’t I?”

Nana hesitates, and I realize I’m asking the wrong person. “So everything else went well until that point?”

“N – yes”

“Here is what I think, part of me respect the guy that he admits he messed up. If you really like him I think you should give him another chance to redeem himself”.

I’m satisfied with the answer.

“So how’s Lover Boy?”

“I don’t know yet, I just woke up”. I hear pan clang in the kitchen. “Oh I think he is up. I’ll let u know later”.

I head out to the kitchen. “Morning”. I scan Yunho’s face for a clue of what went on last night, if it’s a success.

“Hey Jae” he says, like every morning. “Do you want a coffee?”

“Yeah sure”.

“Soooo how did it go last night?”

“Fine” he says

“Fine?”

He shrugs “Fine”.

I shake my head. “Yunho, this was your first proper date in how many years. If you think you are going to get away with ‘fine’ you are so wrong”.

He grins and looks for bread to put in to the toaster. “Well we’ve run out of bread. Get dressed I’ll buy you breakfast”.

It’s been ages since Yunho and I ate out for breakfast and it feels great. We order the breakfast we usually do when we come here.

“If you are trying to keep me on suspense, I rather watch a movie right now” I said to him.

He glances up from The Times , “She’s nice” he replies, then returns to his newspaper.

I snatch the newspaper, fold it and slap it down the sit next to me, out of his reach. “Elaborate please”

He squirms, “What do you want me to say, she is pleasant extremely attractive. It went well”.

“Are you seeing her again?”

“She ask me to the movies this week”.

“Oh that’s great”

“Yes” he agrees without much interest .

“Yunho” I begin, frustrated.” Can you talk to me about this? Or do you really not want to?”

“I.....it’s like I said, she’s nice. Really nice. Attractive, intelligent. She is wonderful” he sighs.

Now we are getting somewhere “So?”

“I don’t really fancy her”

My eyes widen, stunned.

“I see” I manage finally.

“I know it sounds ridiculous especially when it comes from me, how could I even imagine of being very picky.

Who am I not to fancy her? It’s not right is it?”

I think about this for a second. “If you don’t fancy someone, you don’t fancy someone. There is not a lot you can do about it”.

“I know but it’s why I don’t fancy her that's the problem”

The food arrives, I pick up my knife and fork to begin cutting my sausage. Then I glance up at Yunho. He is looking at me.

“What is it?” I put down my knife and fork

He reaches across the table and holds my hand.

“Jae – perhaps I should be more honest with you”.

I squeeze his hand “You are always honest with me aren’t you?”