***** CHANGMIN'S POV *****

God, where the heck are those two? It's ten 'o clock, at night, and the three of us – Junsu, Yoochun, and myself, are worried sick. Who knows what they've gotten themselves into? Yunho isn't answering his phone. Neither is Jaejoong. We've rung at least eight times for each of them. Yunho better not be in danger. I won't allow him to be. I'm literally shaking, concerned about Yunho's safety. And Jaejoong too… Aish, damnit. Okay, I know. I shouldn't be jealous, but I can't help it at all. I love Yunho. And nothing will change the way I feel. I've been implying it for a while, dropping small, but subtle hints, but I'm terrified to admit anything to him. I'm a real coward. I know that. But, please, Yunho, stay safe…

I clutch my phone nervously, stuff it into my pocket, and decide to go out for a walk, to calm myself down. I look over my shoulder to tell Junsu and Yoochun, but then don't bother. They're too deep in conversation. I sigh. I guess it's just me who's on my own, hunh? I turn the lock, and walk out. I saunter along the carpeted corridor, giving the odd glance or two to the ornate golden candles and glossy, framed paintings, which decorated the walls. Yes, this hotel was definitely grand. Crystal lighting danced across the ceilings, and the curtains were lace-rimmed and softly velvety. I was running my hand along one of the curtain edges when I swore my heart had stopped for a second. There, strolling down the corridor, were Yunho and Jaejoong. But no, they weren't just walking. Their arms were around each other's waists, and they were kissing. And not just the less-than-one-second peck on the cheeks, they were properly kissing, tongues and everything. I could literally feel myself infuriating. I tried as much as possible to not show my anger. They paused for a brief moment, blushing, and Yunho coughed for a bit, 'Oh…eh… hey, Changmin.'

'Hi.' I bite my lip, in anger, brushing a strand of jet-black hair away from my face. I'm usually a calm, collected guy, seen as the shy type, but I guess my jealousy pretty much took over at that point. 'Where the hell have you been?' I yelled, fists clenching, 'You had us so fucking worried then!'

*****END OF CHANGMIN'S POV*****

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

I'd never seen Changmin this pissed off in my entire life. Seriously. Changmin was usually the one who tended to keep his mouth shut. Okay, we were pretty late, I know, but what the fuck had gotten into him? I understand that we were late, and he was worried and all that, but yeah, God he was angry. I had no choice but to blink back and say, 'Changmin, take a chill pill. We were out for a walk, and went for a meal, okay?'

Okay, bad idea.

'Chill?' he practically screams, lunging at me and grabbing my by my shirt, 'You expect me to chill when you just leave without telling us?'

'I'm nineteen, Changmin! I can take care of myself, so stop acting like my fucking mother, damnit!' I push his arm away, and clutch Jae's hand, dragging him along behind me, leaving Changmin stood there.

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

*****NORMAL POV*****

Yunho lets go of Jaejoong's hand for a brief moment, and unlocks the door to their hotel room, guiding Jaejoong inside. Yunho's arm was gently hooked around Jaejoong's waist, and he presses the elder boy against the creamy-white wall, his head so close that Jaejoong could feel the younger's breath ghosting the nape of his neck, comfortingly warm.

'So, Joongie, I think we have some unfinished business here.'

'Unh…' the raven moans in reply, as Yunho shoves him further against the wall, his knee brushing across Jaejoong's groin. Jaejoong tosses his head back, groaning again, 'You…fucking…tease…'

'Why thank you, Jaejoong.'

Jae senses hands underneath his t-shirt, trailing across his abs, and tightens his grasp on Yunho's shoulders, 'H-hey!'

'Mmh?' replies the dark-haired boy, nibbling at Jaejoong's earlobe, 'Joongie, I know you're loving this.' Jaejoong's groin is attacked again.

'Haah… b-but you s-said…'

'I said what?'

'Th-that you weren't gonna go th-this f-far…'

'No, correction – I said that I wouldn't fuck you unless you asked for it.'

'Wha- you bastard…!'

'But you love me, Jae.'

'Touché.'

This time, it was Jaejoong who launched himself at the latter, his legs wrapping around Yunho's waist. The younger's hair was tangled in Jaejoong's fingers, and Jaejoong moaned again at the sensation of the two bodies brushing together. Jaejoong was determined not to become the squealing, squirming uke, and despite his size, was pretty strong, so Yunho ended up being spun onto the wall, and being kissed by Jaejoong before he could object. The raven-haired boy claws at Yunho's shirt, swiftly undoing the buttons, and tearing it from the surprised younger's body. Jaejoong leans in closer, for another kiss, and starts nipping at Yunho's neck for a bit.

After a series of continuous loud noises (mostly coming from Jaejoong), a frenzy of kissing, a bit of hip-thrusting and multiple urges and spasms, the two of them decided that it was late, and decided to call it a night.

Yunho settled down onto the couch, after a while of insisting that Jaejoong should sleep on the bed. He snuggled into his blanket, his eyelids fluttering shut, and was just about to go to sleep, when Jaejoong interrupted.

'Yunnie…?'

'Mmh?'

'Yunnie… I'm getting pretty lonely over here…'

'And you're implying that I join you, Joongie?'

'Uhm… yes?' despite the fact that it was dark, Yunho sensed Jaejoong blushing, and smirked. He flung the blanket off, and shuffled across the carpet, slipping underneath the duvet of the double bed. Jaejoong took hold of Yunho's arm, and dragged the younger towards him.

'Mmh, Jae?'

'Yeah?'

'Now that you've dragged me over here, I need a goodnight kiss…' Yunho pouts, pulling Jaejoong into a hug. Jaejoong blushes an even deeper shade of red, noticing that Yunho was still shirtless. He felt Yunho's well-toned muscles against his torso again, and almost drooled like a puppy.

'Yah, fine.' Jaejoong leans over for a kiss.

'Joongie, that was my nose.'

'Aish, sorry, it's dark!'

'It doesn't matter.' Yunho presses his lips against Jaejoong's.

'Mmh. 'Night, Yunnie.'

' 'Night, Joongie.'

The next morning, the two of them were woken up by a loud knocking at the door. Yunho's eyes snapped open immediately, seeing as though he was a pretty light sleeper. 'Shit!' he cursed silently. He gently let go of Jaejoong, who was still fast asleep, and walked to the door, sighing, forgetting the fact that he was shirtless.

'Who is it…?' he mutters into the door.

'Yunnie, it's Yoochun, open up, now.'

'Fine…' Yunho rakes a hand through his hair and unlocks the door. Outside stands a quizzical, and rather confused Yoochun.

'Uhm… Yunnie, you're shirtless?'

'No shit? I find if more comfortable to sleep.'

'Ah, okay. And holy crap, Jae's still asleep?'

'Mmh.'

'That lazy ass.' Yoochun wanders over, and shakes Jaejoong awake.

'Nyeehh?' Jaejoong rubs his eyes, 'Yunniekins?'

'Haha,' Yoochun tries to stifle his laughter, 'No it's me, Jae.'

'Yoochun? Why are you here?'

'I'm your personal human alarm clock, Joongie.'

'Very funny, Chun.'

'No, I came to ask if you two wanted to go the beach with me, Su, and Changmin.'

'Uhm… sure?'

'That's great, then, see you in ten minutes!' Yoochun dashes off along the corridor.

'Sorry, 'bout that Jae…' Yunho rolls his eyes, as he closes the door.

'No, Yunnie it's fine~' Jaejoong gives the taller boy a hug.

'And Jaejoong, what was that you called me before?'

'Mmh? Oh, Yunniekins? I dunno, I thought of it on the spot. I reckon it's cute though!'

'Yeah. I don't mind if you call me that.'

'Okay, then. Yunniekins, have I mentioned how sexy you are?'

'Oh, yeah, I thought I heard a bit of mumbling last night…'

'Shut up, you arrogant twat.'

'I thought you were complimenting me, not insulting me!'

'I can change my mind!'

'Neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo he eonal su eobseo…'

'Pabo…'

'Haha, love you too, Joongie.'

Later on, on the sandy banks of the beach, the five of them are laying back and relaxing, with the radiant, comforting rays of sunlight hitting them. Jaejoong and Yunho were sat next to each other on a towel, Jaejoong's head taking its place on Yunho's shoulder again. Yoochun and Junsu were having a conversation whilst sitting on matching, blue-and-white striped deckchairs. That left Changmin on his own, sat near the pristine water, his feet dipped into the very shallow part, his hands resting on top of the grains on sand on the floor. He sighs, wanting a giant wave to take him in, submerge him into the depths of the river. Changmin picks up a small pebble, and hurls it across the water in frustration, watching as it skips across, creating ripples of the liquid, which spread out gently before disappearing. He gets up, and decides to go on a trip to the nearest ice-cream stall. Yes, ice-cream was Changmin's idea of comfort food. And yes, he was desperately seeking and needing comfort at the moment. He was positive that he would be permanently depressed from now on. Changmin knew that Yunho clearly didn't have any feelings, other than friendship, for him, and he knew that he should keep calm. Try and forget about it. But that was practically impossible when the two of them were smooching in front of the younger boy. It shattered Changmin's heart. But he always blamed himself. 'It's my fault for not being brave enough to tell the truth…' Changmin muttered to himself, as he headed towards the stall, 'Jaejoong got to him first. Yes, Kim Jaejoong, you win. For now…'

A/N : A bit too early for full-on smut, methinks, so there you go – YunJae dry-humping! It'll do for now… right? If any of the later-to-be smut scenes are sucky, blame my lack of experience as a fanfic writer. :') And yes, Changmin's feelings on the situation are explained in further detail. Also, if you hadn't recognized it, the line/s which Yunnie sings are from the 'Mirotic' chorus, lol. Hope you enjoyed the chapter, and thank you for reading! ;P