Needed and found Time

Yoochun left the recording-area after Jaejoong and followed him to their members-room.

When they opened the door the others were already there and he discovered Yunho immediately,

standing at the window. Changmin lay on the couch and followed Jaejoong’s way with tired eyes.

Yoochun let himself down on a chair and stroked through his hair, trying to loosen his curles a bit.

His limbs felt heavy and a little heachache threatened to come up.

Tomorrow they would record the last song and then they had some days off. Changmin had already made plans for these days. He wanted to go to some parks and would pull Yunho with him.

Yoochun hadn’t planned anything, he was happy about every second he could spend at home.

Sleeping, watching TV and hopefully getting proper meals from Jaejoong.

He sighed and grabbed the water bottle, which stood randomly on the table. The liquid cooled his scratchy throat pleasantly.

Changmin whispered something in a soft tone and Jaejoong agreed. They always were very quiet in their room, they needed some silence. Yunho turned around slowly and gave his two friends a tired smile. His body was framed by the light which came through the window and Yoochun could hear him

saying something to cheer Min up. The younger one giggled a bit. The low conversation of these familiar voices gave Yoochun a comfortable feeling. He inhaled deeply.

And then he noticed that he was missing one. Three of his friends were here, sitting and standing some meters away.

Suddenly he was nudged on his leg. Looking confused under the table he discovered the missing member.

“Junsuuu!” he whispered and slid down. The other boy beckoned him closer and Yoochun kneeled down completely.

“What –“

“Shush.” Junsu beckoned again and the other boy scrabbled closer to him.

”Are you hiding?” Junsu blushed.

“I was looking for my mobilephone in my bag.” Yoochun discovered the dark blue bag, which laid on Junsus lap.

“I see …” a moment of silence followed.

“I miss you.” Yoochun looked up into shimmering eyes.

One hand found its way to a slighty red cheek and stroked softly over it. Junsu huddled against this warm hand and moved with it up and down slowly. “I … I missed you too.” Junsu’s voice was hoarse and he swallowed.

Shaking Yoochun moved forward. He felt strange, they hadn’t spoken for a while. Something had changed between them during the last days. Weeks.

He wasn’t sure what exactly had changed, but he was sure they had to assure their relationship.

It was very weak and both of them felt it.

Yoochun heard their breathing and tried not to recognize the distance.

He pulled Junsu closer, caressing the soft skin with his thumb and then met waiting lips.

They were very cautious, but it was obvious that this kiss was needed.

A quiet, sweet smack was heard when they parted.

Yoochun’s hand remained on Junsu’s cheek, not willing to let him go.They exchanged worried and loving looks.

“I want to see you more often.”

Yoochun nodded.

“Go out with me.”

“What? Like a date?” Yoochun saw his plan to chill out threatened. Then Junsu nodded shyly.

Yoochun inhaled and smiled.

“Okay, we will have a date then.” He hoped that this date would save their relationship.

II.

Two days had past off since the meeting under the table and Yoochun slept for ages, for the displeasure of Junsu.

“Is Yoochun still sleeping?” He pouted when they were sitting on the breakfast table.

“Yes, he is.” Jaejoong handed his friend a cup of coffee.

When he noticed Junsu’s frowning he added: ”He needs his sleep, he seemed a bit groggy yesterday evening.”

Junsu was still pouting, but after a little while his face was full of concern.

“I’ll bring him some tea.” he stood up and left his breakfast without even trying it.

The bed-room was full of light because Changmin had opened the blinds, as he always did. He just left one closed, the one over Yoochun’s bed.

It smelled like fresh bed-linen and Junsu felt a cool breeze on his arms.

He placed the mug on the little table next to Changmin’s bed.

Yoochun was still asleep, huging his pillow, on which his head was resting. He breathed slowly and Junsu knew exactly how exhausted he was.

A slightly shaking finger stroked over Yoochun’s cheek, down to his neck.

Yoochun frowned and sighed, still sleeping.

Junsu continued his soft stroking and dared to add another finger.

He inhaled deeply, to get more of the sweet scent which hung in the room. It slightly smelled like Yoochun.

This one was blinking a bit , but then it suddenly stopped.

Yoochun opened his eyes and shot a lovely look at Junsu.

Junsu’s eyes widened and he retracted his hand with a shy look.

“Good … good morning.” he whispered shyly.

Yoochun smiled brightly

He unfurled his armes and stretched himself, rolling over his bed to the wall.

A sigh was heard and a thump, when Yoochun reached the wall.

He didn’t move a few seconds, but then a grumble was heard and he rolled back to a confused looking Junsu.

”What a lovely way to wake me up.” his voice was low but Junsu heard every single word before he was pulled under the blanked.

Yoochun’s strong arms embraced him gently and soft fingers pressed him closer to the other man.

Then those fingers entangled with Junsu’s hair and stroked him slowly.

Junsu wrapped his armes around the other warm body and clung to him. Yoochun smelled gorgeous.

He enwinded their legs and let their stomachs met.

Junsu sighed and burried his nose in the old T-shirt, which covered Yoochun’s shoulder.

Their closeness seemed as if it has never been interrupted.

“So, where would you like to go today night?”

Junsu seemed a bit hoarse when he answered.

“I want to stay here in your bed with you and don’t dare to wear anything!”