WARNING OF M-RATED CONTENT IN THIS CHAPTER. READ ON IF YOU DARE… :3

Incheon Airport – 6 a.m

*****JAE'S POV CONT.*****

'Chuuunnn!' I complained as Yoochun tried to drag me to yet another shop inside the airport. This guy, he likes to rush ahead a lot, and unfortunately always brings me along too. I sigh, and rush off to follow him, my luggage trailing along behind me. He's so impatient. When I eventually caught up to him, he turned to me, 'Oh come on, Jae! We've got at least an hour until the flight! Take a chill pill!'

I brought my hand up to my face, 'Yoochun, I've just seen the screen. It says it's time for us to get to the gate…'

'Relax, Joongie!'

'Fine, fine, if you miss the flight, don't go blaming me!' I turned my back on him, and went towards gate 33, where we were supposed to wait for departure. The airport was pretty busy, seeing as though it was the start of the summer, and one of the main times of the year for people to travel abroad. I edged my way through the crowds and sauntered over to where Junsu, Changmin and Yunho were waiting, plopping myself down onto the seat next to Junsu, who gave me a smile and wave. Junsu was a friendly guy, who was generally positive.

'Hey, Jaejoong.'

'Hey, Junsu.'

I flung my rucksack onto the floor, next to my suitcase,' You looking forwards to any of this?'

'It can't be that bad.'

'I guess it'll be a change.'

'I suppose so.'

I glanced over to Yunho. He was dressed in a black-and-white, checkered shirt, slightly unbuttoned, exposing part of his chest, a pair of designer skinny jeans with a patterned belt slung low around his waist. I could just about see the band of his Calvin Klein underwear. My hands felt all hot and sweaty all of a sudden. The erotic sight almost did me in completely. I tried (and failed miserably) to ignore it. Changmin was muttering to Yunho, and they were having their own little conversation. I rolled my eyes. Typical of them, not wanting to talk to us. I directed my eyes away with some difficulty, and felt an ounce of disappointment inside me. Junsu dug out a book from his bag, and started to read. I took this as my cue to fish out my iPod and plug the headphones into my ears, drowning out the noise. I relaxed

and started to hum along quietly to the tune, closing my eyes.

*****END OF JAE'S POV*****

*****YUNHO'S POV*****

I rested by back gently onto the seat, running a hand through my hair, waiting, drumming my fingers onto my rucksack. I'm not a patient person, but like hell I care what other people think. I smile, sensing a pair of eyes looking in my direction, and take a long, slow, sip from my bottle of water, shutting my eyes, for extra effect. Nice and seductive. Just to finish it off, I run my tongue over my upper lip, just to make sure. I crossed my right leg onto my left, which (unintentionally) caused my shirt to reveal an inch more of my skin and turned to Changmin, who was next to me.

'Hyung, what are you doing?' the younger boy asked me.

I reply with a smirk, 'Isn't it obvious?'

'No…'

I hated it when Changmin played innocent. He obviously knew, but decides to act all clueless on me. I know. He probably knows that I know. I've caught him watching worse. Not live action of course, but yeah, videos. We've all been through that stage before. I decided to blank him, instead glancing towards Kim Jaejoong and Kim Junsu, hearing those two in conversation. It wasn't long before such a quiet guy like Junsu turned to read a book, and Jaejoong ends up turning away and switching on his iPod. I can hear the music blaring from four seats away. The guy must be death or something. I'm certain that it was him I caught looking at me. I noticed a blush creeping across his cheeks, no doubt. I try not to laugh when he tells Junsu he's going to the toilet. If only he knew the reason… And wait, isn't there supposed to be five of us? Where the hell is that Park Yoochun dude?

*****END OF YUNHO'S POV*****

*****YOOCHUN'S POV*****

I flicked my way through the aisles, taking a sip of the glass bottle of cola in my hand. Just one or two more packets of candy won't hurt… Scanning the colourful shelf, I opted for a bag of gummy bears. As I went to reach for a packet, I slipped and ended up with cola all over my shirt and pants. Great. Just great. I decided to forget the gummy bears, and went on a hunt for the nearest possible toilet, which, luckily, wasn't too far away from the candy store.

I ambled through the crowds, ignoring a few laughs and stares from random strangers, and swung open the toilet door, to reveal a pretty unpleasant sight. Jaejoong was kneeling down on the floor, clutching his crotch in pain. What. the. fuck…?

'Uhm… Jaejoong-ah?'

He turned his head slightly, 'Uhn… Yoochun?'

'Yeah, 'sup? Someone kick you or something?'

*****END OF YOOCHUN'S POV*****

*****JAEJOONG'S POV*****

I rushed to the toilet, and locked myself inside a cubicle, begging and pleading for nobody to come in. Walking into the toilet and hearing a guy moaning whilst jerking off (and failing) in a public toilet cubicle is not a very pleasant experience. I couldn't steer my attention away to the particularly large bulge in my pants. It was horrifically painful too. Fuck you and your sexiness, Jung Yunho… Damn you to hell… I groan, slamming myself against the wall, trying too desperately. It fails, and I hurt even more than I had before. Oww… fuck… After four more failed attempts, I sigh, caressing myself, then stuff my trousers back on, and zipping them up again. I stumble out of the cubicle, writhing around in pain, and throw myself onto the ground, clutching my crotch. I let out a feeble mewl and flinch as I hear the door open.

I hear footsteps, and then a voice, 'Uhm… Jaejoong-ah?'

It was definitely Yoochun. I turned around, 'Uhn… Yoochun?'

'Yeah, 'sup? Someone kick you or something?', Yoochun grabs a load of toilet paper and wets it, dabbing at his clothes with it.

'Oww… no…' I shuffle my legs uncomfortably,' Tried to jerk off five times, but failed… It kills…!'

'Kim Jaejoong, why in God's name are you jerking off inside an airport toilet?', Yoochun is viciously scrubbing at his shirt and pants with the toilet paper.

'Yunho…that bastard…'

'Aish, Joongie, get up! The plane's about to leave.' Yoochun dumps the toilet paper into the bin and drags me along.

'Flight 145 to Tokyo International Airport is now getting ready for take-off…'

'Shit!' Yoochun yelled out loud, rushing ahead and releasing his grip on my wrist, 'Hurry up, Joongie!'

'I'm hurrying!' I yelled back, running behind my friend.

We showed our passports, and just about made it in time for the flight.

Phewww.

We scanned the plane for the others, and were lucky to have reserved seats. There was only a seat next to Junsu, and a seat next to Yunho. I had no choice but to sit next to that twat, as Yoochun had already sat himself down next to Junsu. I buckled the seatbelt up, and leant backwards into the plush seat.

*****END OF JAEJOONG'S POV*****

*****YUNHO'S POV*****

I tried not to laugh when Jaejoong sat next to me. I knew perfectly well why he didn't arrive for the flight on time, but decided to ask him anyway. By the looks of it, the guy was still aroused. Again, I tried to stifle my laughter. I put my hands behind my head and close my eyes, deciding to tease him, 'So, Jaejoong, why were you so late?'

I can feel him tearing up in anger, 'Shut up, you bastard.'

I smile, and find myself falling into a deep, peaceful sleep.

*****END OF YUNHO'S POV*****

AUTHOR'S NOTES

Eheheh, what am I like? Getting into M-rated content in the second chapter! God, I'm such a pervert... *facepalms* But hey, I'm a girl, so you can't blame me. Yunnie's pretty damn evil in this chapter. But hey, he can seduce anyone he wants to :3 *huggles Yunnie* And yes, some YooSu will start pretty soon as well. Prepare for a load of YunJae chaos too (and a load of POV changes xD). Hope you enjoyed that chapter, and hopefully it wasn't as sucky as the first one ^^"