*****Flashback*****

*****JUNSU'S POV*****

After relaxing back onto a stool, I settle in to a good book. You may think I'm too studious, but hey, it's not like it's a bad thing, is it? I don't seem the type but, I'm more for horror or comedies. Changmin's went off in the bathroom to have a shower, after a few remarks from Yoochun, claiming to sneak up on him in there. The guy isn't half sick-minded. I laugh, my dolphin-like laugh, and continue with the book. Yoochun is texting away on his phone, fumbling with the buttons.

'Akira stumbled his way through the branches of the obscure forest, his right hand clenching the penknife. Yes, now he was alone. Alone, and trapped in this hell-hole of a forest. It was like a living nightmare. He stopped for a few seconds, as a heavy gust of wind tossed his fringe across his face. The wind silenced, and the boy heard another noise. Not a breeze this time, but heaving breathing coming from behind him. Akira's eyes widened slightly, and he advances forwards cautiously, not daring to turn around, heart thudding frantically, crying out for help, palms clammy and sweat-ridden, when all of a sudden-'

'Hey, Su!' Yoochun waved a hand in front of my face.

'Gwaah!' I yelp, falling backwards off of my seat, accidentally kicking Yoochun in the stomach in the process. He yells out in pain, and lurches forwards, and we end up in a tangled heap on the carpet. It's a very…awkward position to be in. My right leg is in between both of Yoochun's legs, and Yoochun is sprawled on top of me. I blush, and scramble to my feet, helping Yoochun up as well.

'I…uh…sorry!' I scratch the back of my head, 'Are you okay?'

'I'm fine!' Yoochun laughs,' Sorry for giving you a shock, SuSu.'

SuSu? Nobody's really called me by that nickname for years. It tended to be between our family. This Yoochun, he's a real joker, that's for sure.

'It's fine!' I reply.

Just at that point, Changmin steps out of the bathroom.

'Uhm, what was all that noise about?'

Oh. Crap.

*****END OF JUNSU'S POV*****

*****End of flashback*****

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

I'm only a few metres away from Jaejoong now, I'm catching up. Besides he's not making much of an effort to get away, walking at a pace like that. I take a deep breath, and step towards him. He must've sensed me there, as he was walking quickly now, almost running. This is nothing. I'm taller and faster than him, and catch up to him again, with ease. I reach for his arm, and pull him into a tight hug. He tries miserably to shove me away.

'Let go of me!' He makes a wild swing at my head, which I dodge, just about. I refuse to let go, and lower my head, nuzzling at his neck. I know he's enjoying this. But seriously, what the fuck? This has gone from him stalking me to me stalking him. Wait, did I just say that I was- Ah forget it. Concentrate. I spin him around, capturing his soft lips again. He smells nice, like strawberries. I'm guessing it's his shampoo or something. He jerks away from me again, 'Yunho, stop it!', he yells, 'What're you doing?'

'Isn't it obvious?' I keep a firm hold on his shoulders, swooping in for another kiss. He bats me away, 'Yunho, fuck off.'

'Nah.' I reply casually, my arms still wrapped around his body, as he continues to walk.

'I'm serious. Jung Yunho, let go of me.'

'Fine. Under one condition.'

'What?'

'You go out for a meal with me. Now.'

'So you want me to pay… but my wallet's back in the hotel…'

'No, pabo, it's my treat,' I stuck my tongue out at the shorter guy, hooking my arm around his shoulders,' Come on.'

'Fine…' he pouted cutely, but this time, didn't push my away. I wonder why…

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

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

Ok, change of mind. I love Yunho. He's too irresistible. I mean, when he kissed me before – I was practically melting. I'm surprised I didn't turn into a giant melted blob, to be honest. He's so kind, taking me out on a dinner like this, out of the blue. So… does this mean… he actually likes me? I'm sure, as much of a flirt he is, I'm sure he doesn't go round treating every guy or girl to a meal. Every time I'm with him, butterflies dance around in my stomach. Every time I'm with him, I enjoy every second of it. I smile to myself, and lean onto his shoulder as he leads me into a ramen bar.

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

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

What the hell are those two up to? Jae's not answering his phone, and every time I knock on their bedroom, there's no answer. Talk about suspicious. What are those two doing in there? Aish. I don't wanna know. I walk back into our room, and report back to Junsu and Changmin.

'Tsk.' Changmin sighs, 'You tried phoning Yunho then?'

'No,' I reply, 'I don't have his phone number.'

'Here,' Changmin hands me his phone, 'Call him on my phone.'

'Ok.' I scroll down to Yunho's name, and press 'Call', only to get silence. They really are up to something in there...

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

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

I settle down with Jaejoong onto a wooden bench in the corner of the ramen bar. I could've sworn that he was resting his head onto my shoulder before. Maybe I was dreaming. I don't know. Maybe my seductive charm is returning. Hey, since when did it leave? I turn, and beckon one of the waiters over. 'Order wo onegai shimasu*?' , I ask. Thank God I'm fluent in Japanese.

'Hai. Okimari desho ka**?'

'Tonkotsu ramen onegai shimasu.***' I glance at Jaejoong.

'Watashimomata.****' He nods. I didn't know that Jaejoong spoke Japanese. He surprised me.

'Hai.*****' The waiter nods, scribbles the order down, and goes off.

I turn to Jaejoong, 'You know Japanese?'

'Yeah. Shocked, smartass?'

'Wha- no…'

He smirks at me, removing his jacket, and flinging it down onto the bench. He moves in closer, clinging onto my arm, his head on my shoulder.

'Hey, what're you doing?' I glance at the guy.

'Nothing…'

'You're grabbing my arm, damnit.'

'What's wrong with that?'

'We're in public. Save this stuff for the hotel, 'kay?'

'Idiot. What makes you think I like you?' he retorts.

'Hah. 'Cuz I'm sexy, and you want me, Jae.'

'Now who was the one reminding me that we were in public?'

'Yeah, okay, you got me.'

After the meal, we strolled back to the hotel, the way we went to the ramen bar, via the beach. The sun had gone now, and in it's place were shiny, shimmering stars. I look up, into the sky, and smile as Jaejoong's fingers clutch my hand. I have a feeling this is the right moment. I close my eyes for a second, but then decide to just go for it.

*****BACK TO NORMAL POV*****

Yunho swallows for a second, wondering why the hell he was getting so worked up about this. Yunho can't recall the last time he's felt like this towards anyone. Maybe because Jaejoong's the only person in the world who can cause him to blush. The only person who can make him feel all fluttery and jittery inside. Yes. It is no-doubtedly love. So this was fate, was it?

'Uhm… Jaejoong-sshi?'

'Hm? What's with you all of a sudden, using honorifics?'

'N-Nothing… I just have something to tell you…'

'Really? So do I.'

'I love you.' , they both say at the same time, and then start laughing.

Jaejoong, this time, was the one to start off the kissing. He takes Yunho's face into his hands, and the two of them moan into each other's mouths. They didn't know which one of them was making the noises, but to be honest, they didn't really care. When they finally pulled away from each other, they walked back to the hotel, along a narrow alleyway, hand in hand.

'So what does this mean then?' the shorter of the two spoke.

'What does what mean?'

'Pabo. Does this mean we're an item now?'

'Uhm, if you want. I don't want to rush you.'

'So how'd we break the news to the others?'

'They don't need to know. Well, not yet anyway.'

Jaejoong giggled, femininely, but the giggling soon turned to a loud groan, and Yunho pinned him up against the wall of the alleyway, Jae's hands pressed up above his head, and his head tilted back, allowing Yunho full access to his neck. Yunho took this as his cue to go for the elder's neck, clamping his teeth onto a patch of skin near Jaejoong's jugular vein, causing a loud, fanaticized mewl from the boy. Jaejoong runs his hands through the younger's hair, as Yunho's lips move to his jawbone, planting a trail of butterfly kisses down to Jae's chin. Yunho releases Jaejoong from the wall, and sighs, 'I think we should continue this in our room. In case anyone happens to walk by.'

'But I… I'm still a virgin, Yunnie…' pouts Jaejoong.

'Oh, God, I didn't mean it like that… Didn't I say I wasn't going to rush you into anything?'

'Yeah… sorry…' Jaejoong breathes a sigh of relief. As much as he needed Yunho, he didn't want to rush into things too quickly. He smiles and follows Yunho into the hotel building.

Author's notes

And here we have chapter four. I've still got two more exams left, hence the slow update, but I'm trying to update quicker. Also, about 'Life, Love and Coffee', expect an update in a few days or so. Gomen for the long delay… Haha, I teased you guys a bit with the end of this chapter :') Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and the little dash of YooSu at the beginning! I've tried to add more YooSu in there, as I've noticed that 'Life, Love and Coffee' is very YunJae central, and YooSu don't get much time in there. Also, below are the translations for the dinner scene….

* May I place an order?

** Yes. What would you like?

*** I would like tonkotsu ramen

(tonkotsu ramen is egg noodles in soup, with beef)

**** Me too.

***** Sure. (lit. 'yes')