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PROLOGUE

"Are you sure you don't want me to walk you in?"

Junsu scoffed at athe third offer he has received that day from his co-worker Changmin. A few simple bruises and now everyone thinks he's being beaten to death by his boyfriend or something. He was just clumsy is all really. If he paid atention to the schedule and the time like he was supposed to then he wouldn't be having to rush to do things.

"I'm fine Changmin. I'm akward in my own feet and you've seen it first hand at work."

"Yeah, you are a walking disaster."

Changmin received a lovely jab at the ribs from the walking disaster. "Thanks for the ride stupid."

"Learn how to take a joke idiot."

Being the immature man he was he stuck out his tongue and stepped out of the car remembering to grab at his work bag before he was locked out and flipped off.

The car pulled away leaving a shocked Kim Junsu. That stupid Changmin was going to get the worst wet willy ever when he least expects it, Junsu decides.

Junsu took quick steps to unlock his home and locked it right after him making sure to look at the clock above the dinner table and he sped off to take a shower. He undressed rather quickly and left his cell phone on the top of the sink.

With hot water pouring over his over worked body, he began to let his mind wander and began the usual routine of trying to make a giant bubble beard on his chin until he heard the first few notes of the melody of his cell phone ring tone.

Using lighting speed he rushed out of the shower while he slid and slipped to the front door. He fell to the ground, a shamless heap, and then kneeled down: body hunched over in a bow, knees spread evenly under him, eyes cast downward.

The door opened to reveal a dark haired man in a business suit, cell phone in hand. His face was void of emotion or thought as his eyes settled on the man that properly kneeled at his feet.

"Welcome home Master."

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