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Title: My Wife, My Boss, aka The Monster
Author: babycookie
Pairing: Yunjae
Length: 4/5?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Crack, Comedy, Possible MPREG?
Chapter 4
Loud, overbearing music set on full blast at the club, towering over the sea of swirling bodies that were dancing to rhythms of the hypnotic music. Several men and women inclusive had swarmed around a petite figure sitting by himself in a sole corner of the club, a cute pout on his lips followed by the crunching of his eyebrows, as he gulped down his glass of alcohol in a big gulp.
“Go away. I am not interested.” Jaejoong said for the nth time in the night. Advances after advances, men and women, countless of them, pestered him. Can’t a guy drink by himself without being bothered over and over? Oh for crying out loud, were they also blind not to notice the wedding ring on his finger, symbolizing he was already attached? These pathetic fools.
For the 5th time that night, Jaejoong checked his cell phone. No calls whatsoever. He cursed his luck at the thought. “Argghhh that idiot. Why isn’t he calling me to apologize like he would already?” He clenched his jaw, eyebrows again scrunching in anger, at the recollection of the scene last night replayed in his mind perfectly. It happened after Yunho had come home from work.
Flashback
Jaejoong was pissed… severely pissed. He sat on the couch in the living room waiting for Yunho to come home with an anxious heart. What the hell prompted Yunho not to return his calls? Yunho was always obedient. He had always listened to Jaejoong. Something definitely was fishy and he did not like the look of it. He was on a mission to find out the truth himself. His anxiety level was increasing by the hour sitting alone in the living room, staring with unblinking eyes toward the door, burning it in his mind.
The door clicked open followed by Yunho entering their loft, and Jaejoong suddenly sighed in relief. But realizing his purpose for sitting on the couch and waiting all the time, he immediately stormed over to Yunho’s side, so loudly that he could actually hear his footsteps echoing around the walls. “Why did you turn off your cell phone when I called this afternoon?”
Patiently, he waited with hands crossed over his chest. Yunho would soon grovel at his feet and beg, along with that cute pout of his, for Jaejoong’s forgiveness. This time, he’d give Yunho some good punishment before forgiving his husband. Though he found it difficult to stay mad at his chubby Yunnie bear for long.
However, he soon felt like a pail of cold water was splashed onto his face when Yunho turned around to face him, meanwhile removing his coat and hanging it inside the closet, speaking. “I was busy working so I did not answer your call. I figure it was not that important anyway since you call me basically everyday.”
Jaejoong’s jaw dropped. He fumed madly. “All my calls are important. What gives you the right not to answer me? You’ve never been like this.” His eyes narrowed suspiciously, “Someone’s told you to be defiant right? Answer me this instant!!” Jaejoong made a grab for Yunho’s ear, about to pinch him as usual but this time around, Yunho caught his hand just in time, the taller boy fisted his wrist, tightening its hold.
“No one told me to do anything. I am exhausted and I will go take a shower. We will end this conversation right now.” Yunho replied in a monotone voice and released his hold. He brushed past Jaejoong and walked off towards the stairs, leaving behind his fuming wife screaming.
“COME BACK HERE YUNHO!!! I AM NOT DONE WITH YOU!!!!”
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If that was not outrageous and infuriating to Jaejoong enough, this next behavior from Yunho was the last straw. It all began after Jaejoong announced Yunho was to sleep on the sofa for the night.
As Yunho returned from his relaxing - hot shower, he was exhausted and what lingered on his mind then was to hit the sack. Just when he entered the bedroom, he found himself hit in the face with a pillow and blanket from none other than his Boo! Clueless written over his eyes and facial expression, Yunho looked to the culprit and saw Jaejoong lying sprawled out onto the bed. The other was glaring at Yunho with eyes cold as ice. A snarl was apparent through his lips when he spoke. “No bed for you tonight. Get out and sleep on the couch!!”
Yunho widened his eyes, his mouth formed an O but no words were coming out. This time his Boo was really infuriated. He must apologize to Jaejoong. No!!! He must be a man!!! But then he was afraid Boo would stay mad for long and hate him. No! Jung Yunho. This was your only chance to turn the tables around and show him you are the boss. Yunho thought about the matter and decided he’d best go according to Changmin’s plan. He could say goodbye to cuddling his BooJae tonight or sniffling his Boo’s wonderful vanilla scent. *Sniffs*
Jaejoong bore his eyes on his husband, waiting in anticipation for any begging or groveling, kissing up to him to come from the other. No reaction however than a staring contest ignited between the two.
Yunho put on a stern face to hide his miserable feelings and huffed. “That is all right with me. The couch is awfully comfortable as well, it may be just better than the bed.” With that said, Yunho dropped down and gathered his lump of pillow and blanket, ready to head out of the room. Before he left, he turned around to Jaejoong, saying. “Goodnight Boo. I hope you sleep well… without me!!”
“Bastard!!!” Scowling, Jaejoong threw another pillow at Yunho’s direction; it landed perfectly on the back of Yunho’s head, messing up a bit of his hair. Yunho stopped short, hiding his pout and almost teary eyes from his wife. “I love you too Jaejoong.” He said with sarcasm.
Jaejoong yelled that shook the house as Yunho left the room. “You can sleep on the couch forever now. Don’t ever come back to bed!!!!”
“JUNG YUNHO!!! YOU ARE DEAD MEAT!!!”
End of Flashback
Jaejoong plastered on a cute pout as he once again for the nth time in the night began staring at his cell phone, hoping for a miracle that it would ring and Yunho would be on the other line apologizing profusely for starting the stupid fight. Yunho would then whisper I love you to Jaejoong incessantly until Jaejoong was satisfied. All would be well again and he’d still be the head of the house. He’d still be the same authoritative Mrs. Jung Jaejoong!!! HAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Or at least he hoped so. T__T
If looks could actually kill, we’d all feel sorry for the fate of Jaejoong’s pink Monokuro Boo cell phone by now. It’d be annihilated from nonstop pressurizing staring. After staring endlessly for 15 minutes and no calls, no rings, nada, Jaejoong felt his eyes become strained. Gah he needed a break and shifted his focus toward the dance floor in inattentive interest. With nothing worthy to do, he began downing another shot glass to lessen his wretched feelings.
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In another corner of the club, far away from Jaejoong’s observant field of vision, four men huddled in a small corner. They were all dressed especially peculiar. Heavy overcoats hung from their shoulders downward to their legs, hats visible on their heads to strain their already limited visions inside the club, thick scarves wrapped tightly around their necks in the middle of the scorching heat of a summer night, and to top it all off, dark shades worn around their eyes in the dark ambiance resulted in the four receiving weird looks from those who happened to pass by.
“The subject of the night is sitting over there. Do you roger that?” Yoochun spoke beneath his muffled scarf. But he received a whack on the head. “Owww.” He turned to Changmin with a disapproving look. “What the hell?”
“We have been right next to you all the time.”
Yunho leaned in between Yoomin, whispering. “Do you think anybody will recognize us?”
Siwon, standing beside Yunho, frowned. “Do you think anyone will recognize us dressing like we just got out of the insane asylum?” He examined the giggles and weird looks all around and frowned harder. “This is ridiculous. Tell me why I agreed to this absurd activity?”
“Because your job depends on it.” Yoochun said curtly, earning a slap on his arm from Changmin.
“No Yoochun. Because Siwon is kind and will aid us in fighting for the rights of all men and husbands in the world.” Changmin smiled at Siwon. “Am I correct?”
Siwon sighed. He clearly did not like this and he could not figure out what he was thinking when he agreed to involve himself in this crazy matter.
“Oh my god, look at that asshole. Who does he think he is to flirt around my Boo like that?” Yunho called and pointed is finger toward a table far away, where Jaejoong was sitting, and some dense head was trying to have his way with the pretty boy. “I am going to kill that bastard.” Yunho threw a fit and was about to storm over and yanked the bastard’s head off of his neck. No one flirted with Jung Jaejoong, his wife!!
“NO!!!” Changmin hissed, pulling Yunho back with Yoochun’s help. “If you go out there now, our cover will be blown and you can say goodbye to our wonderful plan.”
Restrained, Yunho looked to Changmin angrily. “I cannot stay here while some idiot is trying to have his way with my wife.”
“You said your wife is faithful so trust him!” Changmin retaliated.
Yoochun was pointing to Jaejoong amidst the struggling Homin. “Look, the idiot went away finally. I think Jaejoong’s rejected him or something. Look at his disappointed face walking away.”
Yunho smirked. “I knew my Boo is a faithful wife. That idiot thinks he can flirt with my Jaejoong, think again!” Yunho stuck out his tongue toward the other direction, as if mocking the defeated idiot in the quest to woo his BooJae unsuccessfully. “Your plan better work Changmin. Last night, I did what you told me to do and had to sleep on the couch as a result. It was not a comfortable feeling. My back and neck still hurt.” Yunho patted the back of his neck to emphasis his point.
Changmin formed a grin on his face. “It will work. You ready Siwon?”
Siwon nodded his head, standing straight as he removed his ridiculous raincoat, hat, scarf, and sunglasses to reveal a dashing gentleman dressed in a sleek, black suit. His hair was neatly combed back and the fragrance of his expensive Marc Jacobs perfume lingered around the air. This sight altogether should charm hundreds of hearts and he could already see those previous giggles and strange looks sent his way transformed into those looks of envy and admiration. “On your cue Mr. Shim.”
Changmin nodded his head and Siwon took off in Jaejoong’s direction.
The quest to seduce Jung Jaejoong had finally begun.
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“Excuse me, you seem lonely tonight. Do you mind if I join your company?” A firm, pleasing voice, so gentlemanly, rang to Jaejong’s ears.
Oh great, not another fool who wanted a shot at him, or so Jaejoong thought. He lifted his head upward, ready to shout at the intruder that he wanted peace so leave him alone!!! Nonetheless, his prior intention totally vanished down the drain as he grazed his eyes over the handsome face in front of his eyes. The tall man was godlike in his sleek suit and Jaejoong felt intoxicated to the overpoweringly pleasing smell of Marc Jacobs perfume coming from the other. But still, he was just another one of those people who wanted Jaejoong for the night. They were all the same. This one, though quite charming looking, was no different.
“I am not interested. Go away.” Jaejoong waved him off.
“That is very rude don’t you think? The least you could do is invite me for a seat considering how your table is practically empty.” The man smiled and was no way intimidated or put off by the rejection.
Jaejoong was charmed seeing the dimples. Wow such cute dimples when he smiled. His cheeks looked so pinch worthy. How come Yunho did not have dimples when he smiles? >__<
“You’re staring you know.” He gave himself the courtesy to pull a chair and sat down beside Jaejoong, even without invitation.
“Hey, I said I am not interested.” Jaejoong protested, moving his chair away slightly when the other man intentionally was scooting close… a little too close for his comfort.
“I was not asking for your interest in me. I simply wanted to entertain you for the time being. A gorgeous creature as yourself should not be drinking alone by yourself. That is such a terrible waste.” He smiled again and took out his hand. “I am Choi Siwon. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Gorgeous.”
Jaejoong quirked an eyebrow. This man surely had a way with words. Somehow he did not come off as cheesy like others, but his charm was quite something. Unexpectedly, he put out his hand as if on reflex. “Nice to meet you Mr. Choi. My name is Jaejoong. J-Kim Jaejoong.”
“Please call me Siwon. The pleasure is all mine.”
“Only if you call me Jaejoong as well.” Jaejoong smiled for the first time in the night.
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“Let me go… He is flirting with my wife.” Yunho struggled free, literally stomping over Yoochun’s foot in order to be released but failed. “How dare he touch my Boo’s hand?? He wants to die or something!!!!! Choi Siwon, I will kill you!!!”
“Owwiee… Stop stepping on my foot.” Yoochun yelped in pain.
“Stop it!!!! Get a hold of yourself. He’s only acting according to the plan. Don’t you remember? We need him to seduce your wife so you can later storm in and catch the cheating pair.” Changmin struggled to maintain his hold but Yunho was stronger than he had imagined. Breathless, they both struggled.
“I don’t care. I don’t care about your stupid plan anymore.” Yunho saw red the moment he glanced over the Jaewon table and what welcomed his eyes was terribly infuriating. Siwon was kissing Jaejoong’s hand and what was his so called “faithful” wife doing? Jaejoong was smiling a bit and was he seeing things? Was that a blush on Jaejoong’s cheeks? >_<
That blew his mind. “Arrrggghhh let me go!!” With a hard shove, he pushed Changmin and Yoochun away. Their holds on him were broken instantly as Changmin and Yoochun collided down to the ground. The force of gravity soon followed Yunho as his body stumbled forward from the straining grasp earlier to the direction of another person who was leisurely passing by. Yunho fell into that person’s grasp and before he could figure out what had happened or whom he had bumped into, a shrilling voice pierced his ears.
“Yun-Yunho? Is that you? Do you really miss me this much to welcome me in such a terrific gesture?” The person giggled madly with Yunho in his arms.
Changmin and Yoochun steered their eyes toward whom Yunho had collided with and they gulped down a lump in their throats.
Yunho recognized the voice. It was the voice that often had haunted him in the past. He dejectedly looked up to see none other than Kim Heechul, his long term admirer ever since college. Heechul had always been crushing on Yunho and although Yunho was now a married man, Heechul was still not giving up. He would continuously vie for the chance to be around Yunho as much as he could. This action had enraged Jaejoong in the past, making him jealous, and Yunho had promised his wife to stay away from Heechul permanently. Yet fate had it that he had to bump into Cinderella here at the club, at this hour, and in this situation.
“Ohh hello Heechul hyung. I was just leaving. Goodbye now. Nice meeting you again!” Yunho chuckled and tried to wriggle free from Heechul’s wandering hands that unknowingly had roamed around his manly chest to his butt. T_T
“No Yunho. Don’t leave so soon. It’s fate that we are reunited and don’t you know what this means?” Heechul’s eyes were shimmering with hope.
Sweating nervously, Yunho asked in fear. “What-what does it mean?”
Heechul literally jumped at Yunho, squashing him to death in a hug, that had deprived him off oxygen. “It means we are destined to be together. We belong together Yunho. You and I will form our happy family together. It’s also fate that you should divorce your good for nothing wife and be with me. I love you. I love you. I love you. Mwuahh!” With each declaration of love, Heechul hugged Yunho tighter and planted a kiss on his cheek; the poor boy was blue from the lack of air.
“He-lp me!!! Need… air… Oxygen!!” Yunho choked toward Changmin and Yoochun.
Yoomin rushed over in order to separate Cinderella from killing their friend. “Let him go. You are suffocating him.” They tried in need to yank Heechul’s arms away from Yunho.
Heechul screamed and used his nails to scratch at the ones to separate him from his ultimate love: Yunho. “Stay away!! Yunho and I are destined to be together. You will not separate us.”
“Oh give it up. Heechul. Yunho does not love you. He is happily married.” Yoochun cried out, receiving a hard whack on his head from Cinderella boy.
“It’s the truth. I love my wife Jaejoong. We can never be together Heechul.” Yunho managed to free himself and choked out those words after breathing in a lung of air.
“No!! You are lying. I know that Jaejoong has brainwashed you. Have no fear Yunho. I will save you from his wrath. We shall be together till the end of time!” Heechul lunged at Yunho and engulfed him in a deadly hug, killing off his oxygen level again. O.o
By now, they were causing a commotion inside the club so much that it reached the other side of the room, reaching the Jaewon table.
“What in the world is going on over there?” Jaejoong questioned and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. It was only when he got a clear view of the scene ahead that he could faintly visualize Yunho in another person’s arm. They were hugging or so it seems. “What the hell was that? What does he think he is doing with that drag queen? Am I not enough for him!!!!” He slammed his glass onto the table, scaring Siwon, who had been watching the commotion far away in shock.
Siwon shifted his focus from Jaejoong to the scene and recognized the trio. They were causing a ruckus and he cursed in his mind. This was not good. And it looked as if Jaejoong was going to walk over there. Hell no. Their covers would be blown.
Acting on instinct, he made a grab at Jaejoong’s arm. “Let’s have another drink. It will be my treat again.”
“Let go of me. I have to go over there.” Jaejoong struggled to free himself from the unrelenting grasp.
Siwon was more than insistent. “There is nothing worth seeing over there. Stay here and keep me company.”
Turning around and staring at Siwon with coldness in his eyes, Jaejoong muttered his threat. “Are you gonna let go of my arm or not?”
“And if I don’t?” Siwon raised one eyebrow, as if provoking the shorter raven.
“Then answer to this.” Jaejoong made a fist at Siwon’s cheek but he did not know Siwon was a black belt in Taekwondo, therefore, the blow was dodged easily.
“A beautiful person like you should never resort to violence.” He smirked at Jaejoong, still holding onto the other.
“Violence my ass.” Seeking to extreme measures, Jaejoong knocked him in the balls abruptly, sending Siwon onto the ground in pain, his hand covering over his violated private area, twisting and turning in discomfort. The other groaned. It had to hurt.
Jaejoong straightened his clothes and stomped his way over to the other side of the room. His mind had a most important mission: TO KILL!!!! He roared as he reached the cause of the commotion. “GET YOUR SLUTTY HANDS OFF OF MY HUSBAND!!!!”
TBC
Author: babycookie
Pairing: Yunjae
Length: 4/5?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Crack, Comedy, Possible MPREG?
Chapter 4
Loud, overbearing music set on full blast at the club, towering over the sea of swirling bodies that were dancing to rhythms of the hypnotic music. Several men and women inclusive had swarmed around a petite figure sitting by himself in a sole corner of the club, a cute pout on his lips followed by the crunching of his eyebrows, as he gulped down his glass of alcohol in a big gulp.
“Go away. I am not interested.” Jaejoong said for the nth time in the night. Advances after advances, men and women, countless of them, pestered him. Can’t a guy drink by himself without being bothered over and over? Oh for crying out loud, were they also blind not to notice the wedding ring on his finger, symbolizing he was already attached? These pathetic fools.
For the 5th time that night, Jaejoong checked his cell phone. No calls whatsoever. He cursed his luck at the thought. “Argghhh that idiot. Why isn’t he calling me to apologize like he would already?” He clenched his jaw, eyebrows again scrunching in anger, at the recollection of the scene last night replayed in his mind perfectly. It happened after Yunho had come home from work.
Flashback
Jaejoong was pissed… severely pissed. He sat on the couch in the living room waiting for Yunho to come home with an anxious heart. What the hell prompted Yunho not to return his calls? Yunho was always obedient. He had always listened to Jaejoong. Something definitely was fishy and he did not like the look of it. He was on a mission to find out the truth himself. His anxiety level was increasing by the hour sitting alone in the living room, staring with unblinking eyes toward the door, burning it in his mind.
The door clicked open followed by Yunho entering their loft, and Jaejoong suddenly sighed in relief. But realizing his purpose for sitting on the couch and waiting all the time, he immediately stormed over to Yunho’s side, so loudly that he could actually hear his footsteps echoing around the walls. “Why did you turn off your cell phone when I called this afternoon?”
Patiently, he waited with hands crossed over his chest. Yunho would soon grovel at his feet and beg, along with that cute pout of his, for Jaejoong’s forgiveness. This time, he’d give Yunho some good punishment before forgiving his husband. Though he found it difficult to stay mad at his chubby Yunnie bear for long.
However, he soon felt like a pail of cold water was splashed onto his face when Yunho turned around to face him, meanwhile removing his coat and hanging it inside the closet, speaking. “I was busy working so I did not answer your call. I figure it was not that important anyway since you call me basically everyday.”
Jaejoong’s jaw dropped. He fumed madly. “All my calls are important. What gives you the right not to answer me? You’ve never been like this.” His eyes narrowed suspiciously, “Someone’s told you to be defiant right? Answer me this instant!!” Jaejoong made a grab for Yunho’s ear, about to pinch him as usual but this time around, Yunho caught his hand just in time, the taller boy fisted his wrist, tightening its hold.
“No one told me to do anything. I am exhausted and I will go take a shower. We will end this conversation right now.” Yunho replied in a monotone voice and released his hold. He brushed past Jaejoong and walked off towards the stairs, leaving behind his fuming wife screaming.
“COME BACK HERE YUNHO!!! I AM NOT DONE WITH YOU!!!!”
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If that was not outrageous and infuriating to Jaejoong enough, this next behavior from Yunho was the last straw. It all began after Jaejoong announced Yunho was to sleep on the sofa for the night.
As Yunho returned from his relaxing - hot shower, he was exhausted and what lingered on his mind then was to hit the sack. Just when he entered the bedroom, he found himself hit in the face with a pillow and blanket from none other than his Boo! Clueless written over his eyes and facial expression, Yunho looked to the culprit and saw Jaejoong lying sprawled out onto the bed. The other was glaring at Yunho with eyes cold as ice. A snarl was apparent through his lips when he spoke. “No bed for you tonight. Get out and sleep on the couch!!”
Yunho widened his eyes, his mouth formed an O but no words were coming out. This time his Boo was really infuriated. He must apologize to Jaejoong. No!!! He must be a man!!! But then he was afraid Boo would stay mad for long and hate him. No! Jung Yunho. This was your only chance to turn the tables around and show him you are the boss. Yunho thought about the matter and decided he’d best go according to Changmin’s plan. He could say goodbye to cuddling his BooJae tonight or sniffling his Boo’s wonderful vanilla scent. *Sniffs*
Jaejoong bore his eyes on his husband, waiting in anticipation for any begging or groveling, kissing up to him to come from the other. No reaction however than a staring contest ignited between the two.
Yunho put on a stern face to hide his miserable feelings and huffed. “That is all right with me. The couch is awfully comfortable as well, it may be just better than the bed.” With that said, Yunho dropped down and gathered his lump of pillow and blanket, ready to head out of the room. Before he left, he turned around to Jaejoong, saying. “Goodnight Boo. I hope you sleep well… without me!!”
“Bastard!!!” Scowling, Jaejoong threw another pillow at Yunho’s direction; it landed perfectly on the back of Yunho’s head, messing up a bit of his hair. Yunho stopped short, hiding his pout and almost teary eyes from his wife. “I love you too Jaejoong.” He said with sarcasm.
Jaejoong yelled that shook the house as Yunho left the room. “You can sleep on the couch forever now. Don’t ever come back to bed!!!!”
“JUNG YUNHO!!! YOU ARE DEAD MEAT!!!”
End of Flashback
Jaejoong plastered on a cute pout as he once again for the nth time in the night began staring at his cell phone, hoping for a miracle that it would ring and Yunho would be on the other line apologizing profusely for starting the stupid fight. Yunho would then whisper I love you to Jaejoong incessantly until Jaejoong was satisfied. All would be well again and he’d still be the head of the house. He’d still be the same authoritative Mrs. Jung Jaejoong!!! HAHAHAHAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Or at least he hoped so. T__T
If looks could actually kill, we’d all feel sorry for the fate of Jaejoong’s pink Monokuro Boo cell phone by now. It’d be annihilated from nonstop pressurizing staring. After staring endlessly for 15 minutes and no calls, no rings, nada, Jaejoong felt his eyes become strained. Gah he needed a break and shifted his focus toward the dance floor in inattentive interest. With nothing worthy to do, he began downing another shot glass to lessen his wretched feelings.
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In another corner of the club, far away from Jaejoong’s observant field of vision, four men huddled in a small corner. They were all dressed especially peculiar. Heavy overcoats hung from their shoulders downward to their legs, hats visible on their heads to strain their already limited visions inside the club, thick scarves wrapped tightly around their necks in the middle of the scorching heat of a summer night, and to top it all off, dark shades worn around their eyes in the dark ambiance resulted in the four receiving weird looks from those who happened to pass by.
“The subject of the night is sitting over there. Do you roger that?” Yoochun spoke beneath his muffled scarf. But he received a whack on the head. “Owww.” He turned to Changmin with a disapproving look. “What the hell?”
“We have been right next to you all the time.”
Yunho leaned in between Yoomin, whispering. “Do you think anybody will recognize us?”
Siwon, standing beside Yunho, frowned. “Do you think anyone will recognize us dressing like we just got out of the insane asylum?” He examined the giggles and weird looks all around and frowned harder. “This is ridiculous. Tell me why I agreed to this absurd activity?”
“Because your job depends on it.” Yoochun said curtly, earning a slap on his arm from Changmin.
“No Yoochun. Because Siwon is kind and will aid us in fighting for the rights of all men and husbands in the world.” Changmin smiled at Siwon. “Am I correct?”
Siwon sighed. He clearly did not like this and he could not figure out what he was thinking when he agreed to involve himself in this crazy matter.
“Oh my god, look at that asshole. Who does he think he is to flirt around my Boo like that?” Yunho called and pointed is finger toward a table far away, where Jaejoong was sitting, and some dense head was trying to have his way with the pretty boy. “I am going to kill that bastard.” Yunho threw a fit and was about to storm over and yanked the bastard’s head off of his neck. No one flirted with Jung Jaejoong, his wife!!
“NO!!!” Changmin hissed, pulling Yunho back with Yoochun’s help. “If you go out there now, our cover will be blown and you can say goodbye to our wonderful plan.”
Restrained, Yunho looked to Changmin angrily. “I cannot stay here while some idiot is trying to have his way with my wife.”
“You said your wife is faithful so trust him!” Changmin retaliated.
Yoochun was pointing to Jaejoong amidst the struggling Homin. “Look, the idiot went away finally. I think Jaejoong’s rejected him or something. Look at his disappointed face walking away.”
Yunho smirked. “I knew my Boo is a faithful wife. That idiot thinks he can flirt with my Jaejoong, think again!” Yunho stuck out his tongue toward the other direction, as if mocking the defeated idiot in the quest to woo his BooJae unsuccessfully. “Your plan better work Changmin. Last night, I did what you told me to do and had to sleep on the couch as a result. It was not a comfortable feeling. My back and neck still hurt.” Yunho patted the back of his neck to emphasis his point.
Changmin formed a grin on his face. “It will work. You ready Siwon?”
Siwon nodded his head, standing straight as he removed his ridiculous raincoat, hat, scarf, and sunglasses to reveal a dashing gentleman dressed in a sleek, black suit. His hair was neatly combed back and the fragrance of his expensive Marc Jacobs perfume lingered around the air. This sight altogether should charm hundreds of hearts and he could already see those previous giggles and strange looks sent his way transformed into those looks of envy and admiration. “On your cue Mr. Shim.”
Changmin nodded his head and Siwon took off in Jaejoong’s direction.
The quest to seduce Jung Jaejoong had finally begun.
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“Excuse me, you seem lonely tonight. Do you mind if I join your company?” A firm, pleasing voice, so gentlemanly, rang to Jaejong’s ears.
Oh great, not another fool who wanted a shot at him, or so Jaejoong thought. He lifted his head upward, ready to shout at the intruder that he wanted peace so leave him alone!!! Nonetheless, his prior intention totally vanished down the drain as he grazed his eyes over the handsome face in front of his eyes. The tall man was godlike in his sleek suit and Jaejoong felt intoxicated to the overpoweringly pleasing smell of Marc Jacobs perfume coming from the other. But still, he was just another one of those people who wanted Jaejoong for the night. They were all the same. This one, though quite charming looking, was no different.
“I am not interested. Go away.” Jaejoong waved him off.
“That is very rude don’t you think? The least you could do is invite me for a seat considering how your table is practically empty.” The man smiled and was no way intimidated or put off by the rejection.
Jaejoong was charmed seeing the dimples. Wow such cute dimples when he smiled. His cheeks looked so pinch worthy. How come Yunho did not have dimples when he smiles? >__<
“You’re staring you know.” He gave himself the courtesy to pull a chair and sat down beside Jaejoong, even without invitation.
“Hey, I said I am not interested.” Jaejoong protested, moving his chair away slightly when the other man intentionally was scooting close… a little too close for his comfort.
“I was not asking for your interest in me. I simply wanted to entertain you for the time being. A gorgeous creature as yourself should not be drinking alone by yourself. That is such a terrible waste.” He smiled again and took out his hand. “I am Choi Siwon. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Gorgeous.”
Jaejoong quirked an eyebrow. This man surely had a way with words. Somehow he did not come off as cheesy like others, but his charm was quite something. Unexpectedly, he put out his hand as if on reflex. “Nice to meet you Mr. Choi. My name is Jaejoong. J-Kim Jaejoong.”
“Please call me Siwon. The pleasure is all mine.”
“Only if you call me Jaejoong as well.” Jaejoong smiled for the first time in the night.
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“Let me go… He is flirting with my wife.” Yunho struggled free, literally stomping over Yoochun’s foot in order to be released but failed. “How dare he touch my Boo’s hand?? He wants to die or something!!!!! Choi Siwon, I will kill you!!!”
“Owwiee… Stop stepping on my foot.” Yoochun yelped in pain.
“Stop it!!!! Get a hold of yourself. He’s only acting according to the plan. Don’t you remember? We need him to seduce your wife so you can later storm in and catch the cheating pair.” Changmin struggled to maintain his hold but Yunho was stronger than he had imagined. Breathless, they both struggled.
“I don’t care. I don’t care about your stupid plan anymore.” Yunho saw red the moment he glanced over the Jaewon table and what welcomed his eyes was terribly infuriating. Siwon was kissing Jaejoong’s hand and what was his so called “faithful” wife doing? Jaejoong was smiling a bit and was he seeing things? Was that a blush on Jaejoong’s cheeks? >_<
That blew his mind. “Arrrggghhh let me go!!” With a hard shove, he pushed Changmin and Yoochun away. Their holds on him were broken instantly as Changmin and Yoochun collided down to the ground. The force of gravity soon followed Yunho as his body stumbled forward from the straining grasp earlier to the direction of another person who was leisurely passing by. Yunho fell into that person’s grasp and before he could figure out what had happened or whom he had bumped into, a shrilling voice pierced his ears.
“Yun-Yunho? Is that you? Do you really miss me this much to welcome me in such a terrific gesture?” The person giggled madly with Yunho in his arms.
Changmin and Yoochun steered their eyes toward whom Yunho had collided with and they gulped down a lump in their throats.
Yunho recognized the voice. It was the voice that often had haunted him in the past. He dejectedly looked up to see none other than Kim Heechul, his long term admirer ever since college. Heechul had always been crushing on Yunho and although Yunho was now a married man, Heechul was still not giving up. He would continuously vie for the chance to be around Yunho as much as he could. This action had enraged Jaejoong in the past, making him jealous, and Yunho had promised his wife to stay away from Heechul permanently. Yet fate had it that he had to bump into Cinderella here at the club, at this hour, and in this situation.
“Ohh hello Heechul hyung. I was just leaving. Goodbye now. Nice meeting you again!” Yunho chuckled and tried to wriggle free from Heechul’s wandering hands that unknowingly had roamed around his manly chest to his butt. T_T
“No Yunho. Don’t leave so soon. It’s fate that we are reunited and don’t you know what this means?” Heechul’s eyes were shimmering with hope.
Sweating nervously, Yunho asked in fear. “What-what does it mean?”
Heechul literally jumped at Yunho, squashing him to death in a hug, that had deprived him off oxygen. “It means we are destined to be together. We belong together Yunho. You and I will form our happy family together. It’s also fate that you should divorce your good for nothing wife and be with me. I love you. I love you. I love you. Mwuahh!” With each declaration of love, Heechul hugged Yunho tighter and planted a kiss on his cheek; the poor boy was blue from the lack of air.
“He-lp me!!! Need… air… Oxygen!!” Yunho choked toward Changmin and Yoochun.
Yoomin rushed over in order to separate Cinderella from killing their friend. “Let him go. You are suffocating him.” They tried in need to yank Heechul’s arms away from Yunho.
Heechul screamed and used his nails to scratch at the ones to separate him from his ultimate love: Yunho. “Stay away!! Yunho and I are destined to be together. You will not separate us.”
“Oh give it up. Heechul. Yunho does not love you. He is happily married.” Yoochun cried out, receiving a hard whack on his head from Cinderella boy.
“It’s the truth. I love my wife Jaejoong. We can never be together Heechul.” Yunho managed to free himself and choked out those words after breathing in a lung of air.
“No!! You are lying. I know that Jaejoong has brainwashed you. Have no fear Yunho. I will save you from his wrath. We shall be together till the end of time!” Heechul lunged at Yunho and engulfed him in a deadly hug, killing off his oxygen level again. O.o
By now, they were causing a commotion inside the club so much that it reached the other side of the room, reaching the Jaewon table.
“What in the world is going on over there?” Jaejoong questioned and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. It was only when he got a clear view of the scene ahead that he could faintly visualize Yunho in another person’s arm. They were hugging or so it seems. “What the hell was that? What does he think he is doing with that drag queen? Am I not enough for him!!!!” He slammed his glass onto the table, scaring Siwon, who had been watching the commotion far away in shock.
Siwon shifted his focus from Jaejoong to the scene and recognized the trio. They were causing a ruckus and he cursed in his mind. This was not good. And it looked as if Jaejoong was going to walk over there. Hell no. Their covers would be blown.
Acting on instinct, he made a grab at Jaejoong’s arm. “Let’s have another drink. It will be my treat again.”
“Let go of me. I have to go over there.” Jaejoong struggled to free himself from the unrelenting grasp.
Siwon was more than insistent. “There is nothing worth seeing over there. Stay here and keep me company.”
Turning around and staring at Siwon with coldness in his eyes, Jaejoong muttered his threat. “Are you gonna let go of my arm or not?”
“And if I don’t?” Siwon raised one eyebrow, as if provoking the shorter raven.
“Then answer to this.” Jaejoong made a fist at Siwon’s cheek but he did not know Siwon was a black belt in Taekwondo, therefore, the blow was dodged easily.
“A beautiful person like you should never resort to violence.” He smirked at Jaejoong, still holding onto the other.
“Violence my ass.” Seeking to extreme measures, Jaejoong knocked him in the balls abruptly, sending Siwon onto the ground in pain, his hand covering over his violated private area, twisting and turning in discomfort. The other groaned. It had to hurt.
Jaejoong straightened his clothes and stomped his way over to the other side of the room. His mind had a most important mission: TO KILL!!!! He roared as he reached the cause of the commotion. “GET YOUR SLUTTY HANDS OFF OF MY HUSBAND!!!!”
TBC
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