Chapter 9
Smells of meat and various colours of round fruits filled the lined plastic boxes for shoppers to choose from. Junsu looked at the small piece of paper, scribbled with Jaejoong’s writing.
I will be home slightly late today; your breakfast is in the microwave oven. And please buy these things for me. Thanks.
1 watermelon
1x1kg bread flour
1 packet of yeast
Potato
Salmon
Ps: you can buy whatever you want with the remaining change <3
Pushing the trolley down the baking section, he found the flour he was looking. Jaejoong’s going to bake fresh loaf or baguette? Yeah! Humming to Anyband’s Talk, Play, Love, Junsu smiled at the ahjummas that kept glancing his way.
“Junsu?” someone called from behind him.
He spun to look at the smiling face of a young man. “Ahjusshi!”
Brian groaned. Is he that old? “Junsu, I’m that OLD, you know?”
“Ah.” Junsu smiled shyly. “Then, hyung?”
“Hmm, that sounds better but I’d prefer you call me Brian?” Brian walked to Junsu’s side, carrying a black plastic basket with his shopping stuff.
“Oh, Brian. Brian!” Junsu beamed. “What are you doing here?”
Brian eyed his basket full of stuff. “Of course, I’m grocery shopping.”
Junsu let out a cute laugh which Brian had gotten fond of. His laughter made the apple of his cheek rise, narrowing his eyes, and revealing straight sets of teeth. Dolphin laugh, Brian chuckled.
They went on around the supermarket, putting the things they wanted into their respective trolley and basket. All along, they talked about cooking methods. Junsu had to admit, he wasn’t a cook, but more of an eater. The one, who cooks, had always been his brother. They paid their items and the clocked showed that it was already two in the afternoon.
“Have you eaten?” Brian asked as they carried they shopping bags.
“No.” Junsu grinned.
“Then, how about we have lunch together?”
“Hmm, is it ok with you?”
Brian smiled. “Of course, it’s ok.”
***
“So, how?” Yunho twirled the pen between his fingers as Yoochun paced inside his office.
The curtains had been pushed aside to let in the rays of light into the already bright room. Yoochun had been pacing up and down, and around the desk, that it’s making him dizzy from looking.
“You’ll be his choreographer.” Yoochun rubbed his chin. “I’ll have vocal training for him for three months.”
“Vocal training with who?” Yunho looked at his buddy. “You?”
“Nah.” Yoochun nodded. “I’ll have a vocal coach especially for him, because he’s one of a kind treasure.”
Yunho nodded. He’d done he same too, if he was in Yoochun’s position. One mustn’t let go of something this rare. He leaned back against the chair, as he plots his schedule for Junsu.
“Are you planning on his screen debut or something?”
“No. I don’t plan for him to act, but I’ll make sure he’s good in it for his future music videos. I’ll oversee that, and I’ll teach him the PR skills.”
“Yea, I think he needs to learn those skills to FIGHT if needed, with the press.” YUnho chuckled. “And, you’re teaching him, bedroom skills too?”
“What?” Yoochun laughed. “Hmm, I’m teaching him slowly.”
“Are you still sleeping around?” Yunho asked. “I hope not, because I think you, and Junsu look good together. Why don’t you for once, be in a… relationship?”
Yoochun laughed. “Are you kidding me? Junsu and I, there’s this sexual attraction, nothing more. I’m sure when the fire ceases, so does our attraction.”
“We’ll see.” Yunho smiled, challenging him. “I’ll mark your words.”
***
Brian stopped his car in front of Junsu’s house. He opened the other side of the door, and let the smaller, younger guy out. With his arm full of grocery bags, he pushed the door close with his foot.
“Nice house.” Brian commented as he followed Junsu’s step towards the entrance door. The swing caught his attention. “Changmin?”
“Oh, hi, Brian…” He waved his hand. “Don’t mind me.”
Brian stepped into the homey space. It was clean and tidy, and the kitchen was clear of any grease. Very clean indeed, he thought.
“Ah, Junsu, I’ll just leave it here?”
“Yeah, thanks a lot.” Junsu smiled, as Brian placed the grocery bags on the counter top.
Something about Junsu’s delicate smiles, made his heart beat faster. The way he laughs, how carelessly he runs his hand through his dark hair. He had smiling eyes that showed his cheerfulness. Junsu followed him to his car.
“Thank you for helping me… carry the bags.” Junsu blushed slightly.
“It’s nothing.” Brian smiled. Junsu was standing so near, and he smelled so good.
Brian kissed Junsu’s lips, gently. Junsu was surprise that it was different from the way Yoochun kissed him. There wasn’t any hunger but gentleness. It was soothing and calming.
***
Changmin smiled when he saw Brian kissing his best friend. He didn’t care who Junsu dated, as long as no one hurts him. If they do, they’ll have one hell of a price to pay for hurting his dearest Junsu.
He went back to reading his book; while lightly swing the swing back and fro.
To be continued...
//Note: Arghh! another short chappie >_< I hope it's ok... I'll think of a longer one tomorrow.. i think... for now I hope you enjoy this! Previously the song that Junsu was singing was Fly To The Sky's Saranghae ^^ and dang~ I lost my sense of humour T_T so this chap isn't funny at all... and look out for yoosu in the next chp... i know you're dying to see them ^^
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yoosu rocks~
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