Wanted : Perfect Oppa

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AUTHORS NOTE

Second SuYin fic XD light-hearted comedy/Romance featuring not only
Xiah and Ri In but also DBSK, SUJU and other SM artists XD haha
hope you give it a try

I will love you if you comment mwhahaha

PROLOGUE

JAEJOONG OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Must beat me at swimming (note: If he doesn’t know how to swim, bye bye)
- Can reach the number of octaves that I can.
- Knows how to cook a dish. If he can’t slice a single vegetable, I’ll personally kick him out
- Must look decent
- Is not living with his parents anymore
- Is a fan of H.O.T. pronounce it hot and not H-O-T, burn in hell idiot.
- Must NEVER EVER refer to me as pretty
- Up to date with video games
-Knows how to drive. Vast knowledge of cars.

YUNHO OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can match me at a game of basketball AND soccer
- Can dance without tripping all over himself
- Knows how to carry himself
- Can prove to him that he can take care of my sister.
- FIT. If I see he has too much fat—well FAT CHANCE.
- Can assure me that he won’t make ri in cry
- Can speak to me without being intimidated and would start to stutter
- Must have a stable job
- Clean criminal record/Medical record (if I found out he took drugs even once, I’d trample him for even THINKING of trying something with my sister)
- A gentleman. Must be loyal. Should not be a womanizer like SOME people. (Yoochun: yah!)
- Fan of S.E.S
-Must respect elders.
- Can answer all the personal questions I would direct to him.

YOOCHUN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can sing a whole song without me hating him afterwards for having such a dreadful voice.
- Can play an instrument, most especially if it’s the piano.
- Knows how to take care of a woman
- Must have at least some Looks. Though he’s not as handsome as me.
- ALCOHOL TOLERANCE. If he’s out after 6, He’s outta here.
- knows how to dress up
- Can speak even little English
- Beat me at Kickboxing!! If you can’t last for three rounds, I consider you a wimp.
- Must know how to look at a girl.
- Must NOT be vain. (Changmin: look who’s talking)

CHANGMIN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Is intellectual and not intellectually challenged.
- Can recite a full poem in front of me without forgetting the lines. Memorization is the lowest form of knowledge but is a sign of Intelligence.
- Can beat me at fencing.
- Must not look like a fool/idiot/babo/ignorant being
- Is not a disgrace in school
- Graduated with at least SOME honors.
- Can answer five straight questions without getting one wrong if I was to quiz him.
- Bilingual—Don’t ask. If he knows more than two, well, good for him.
- Can remember important dates. Especially all our birthdays.
- knows who Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton is. Aish, if he didn’t then his presence is not worthy of my time.
- Must not be illiterate.
- Clean school record.
- plus points- if you memorize the periodic table of elements. I will really respect you if you do.

JANG RI IN’s AKA MY STANDARDS

- ANY GUY WHO CAN ACTUALLY REACH ALL OF MY OPPA’S STANDARDS!!!

KIM JUNSU’s STANDARDS

- JANG RI IN.

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CHAPTER 1

It was love at first sight—really, it was.


The way she smiled, walked, moved…to me, is just perfect.


So here I am, gaping at a total stranger inside a restaurant.


She was divine.


“Junsu?”


….she looks so innocent…


“Yah!! Su~”


I can just imagine her voice….




“SUUUU”


Gently lulling me to sleep…


“Yah!!! JunSu!!”


Such beauty….gad..i’m so jealous of that waiter…why is she talking to him..,


“…su?”


That smile…so radiant it ca—“JUNSU!!!!”


I blinked upon hearing se7en’s outburst. “Yah!!! What the heck was that for?”


He rolled his eyes, handing me a menu. “I’ve been trying to get your attention for the last fifteen minutes. So what’ll you order?”


“Anything.” I answered, resuming my ‘staring’


“I don’t really see ‘anything’ written on the menu”


Aish. Se7en and his smarty-aleckness. “Just get me what you’ll get” I turned my head again. Good, she was still there, chatting with the waiter.


“Waiter!!” I heard se7en call, my eyes still glued on her—that is until I saw her looking back. Crap! She caught me staring! The waiter started teasing her! I instantly turned around and grabbed the menu from se7en, hiding my face from further embarrassment. “Yah!!! What’d you do that for?!!”


“I was calling the waiter!” He smirked. Oh yeah. I know that smirk!


Looking at him, he suddenly smiled as his eyes looked behind me. Oh don’t tell me…


“May I get you orders?”


I blinked, my shoulders still slumped from hiding with the menu. Slowly turning my head, my eyes widened.


It was her…and I was hiding my face with the menu.


“Well, My friend JUNSU here is going to have dinner miss…?” Se7en you devil. So this is how you get your women’s names.

“Jang Ri In. I’m the owner of this restaurant.” She smiled at us. I couldn’t help but stare even more. Gad. I’m starting to sound like some fan boy.


“Is that so? Such a honour to be entertained by the owner herself! Um…but I have to go because something urgent came up..” What the hell?


I looked at Se7en who was slowly standing up, mouthing to him. ‘WHAT?!!’


He grinned at me and grabbed his coat which hung from the chair. I don’t really know if I should jump for joy or pummel se7en for leaving me on the spot.


“I gotta go then. See you Su!” He said, winking at me as he walked away.


I watched as he did. Crap…Now what?


“Um…Jun Su?”


My name…she said my name!! And it sounded so good too! Gah. I think I AM a fan boy! “Yes?”


“Can I take your order?” She asked, flashing me that smile again. *sigh*


“Um…yeah! Uh…if you don’t mind…”


“Hn?”


“Would you like to join me? Se7en left on such short notice and…well…you know..”

She giggled and set down the little notebook she held, sitting on the chair that Se7en vacated. “Sure.”


YEAH!! SCORE!!!


That’s when it started.
I started eating at the restaurant for every single day, often bringing flowers which she shyly accepted.


After some months, I realized that it was time for me to do it. I wanted her to become my special someone. I wanted to become her oppa!


That’s when I planned a very special event with the help of her waiters. They managed to convince her to close the restaurant early claiming that there was some ‘rat infestation’. She agreed and that’s when we got the time to decorate the place. No, I wasn’t proposing. I was asking her to become my girlfriend okay? Anyway, that night, after surprising her, we had dinner alone inside the restaurant. After which, I took a hold of her hand, and with all the guts I had, said…


“Would you be my girlfriend?”


I felt like she would say yes. For months, she showed no sign of rejection. She actually showed signs of liking me back.


I could only watch as she looked at her shoes, finding it more appealing to look at that very moment. “I’m sorry Jun Su…”


….Am I getting rejected? S***. My heart will get crushed. I would go all emo like se7en did when Song Hye Gyo rejected him. I might resort to suicide! I’m getting rejected...I’m getti—


“But you have to ask my oppa’s first.”


….Okay. not the answer I expected. I blinked, unsure of how to react. “…ah? Come again?”


She looked at me, puffing her cheeks, pouting. “You have to ask my oppa’s first…I can’t get a boyfriend without their permission…But...I really like you Jun Su” She blushed upon saying those last words.


My smile grew wider. Tightening my hold on her hand, I stared straight to her eyes, booming and overflowing with confidence and vigour… “I’m telling them first thing in the morning Ri In.”

She smiled back.

Tomorrow, I’d have my head up high. I’d tell her oppa’s straight that I love her and would want her to be my girlfriend. I’d tell them confidently. Heck, I’d even give them the ‘authorative’ stare I give my employees when I needed something to be done. I’ll be ready!!

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So here I am, sitting nervously on the armchair, my hands cold and my feet uncontrollably tapping the carpet underneath it. My heart was racing FAST. All that overflowing confidence I had reduced to a pint full. I sat there, as if an elf among giants.


Giants indeed. In front of me were the ‘OPPA’s’ Ri in mentioned last night.


There, seated separately on four chairs…were very, very prominent young figures in Korea.


The farthest one to the left…Shim Changmin. Seoul’s famous genius. And he was inspecting me from head to toe…Why do I feel so violated? O.o


Next to him, going to the right, was Kim Jaejoong. He’s a well-known swimmer. And he was staring at me with deadpan eyes.


….scary.


Beside Kim Jaejoong was Jung Yunho—An athlete.


And he wasn’t staring at me. He was actually GLARING.


He was scaring the living hell out of me!


And then the last one, Park Yoochun…He wasn’t glaring nor staring…he was smirking. I feel as if he was mocking me or something!


…


….this’ll be a long day.


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[tdksj]

just some facts that you readers need to know:

- Ri In is 22 years old here ^^ haha XD
- This fic will mostly have Jun Su's side/POV ^^
- the Dong bang boys are all BROTHERS by blood here ^^ because
I can't seem to think of one surname for all of them but they will be known as the 'JANG brothers'

CHAPTER 2

Jung Yunho started talking. I could feel my legs shaking.

“Place.”


Place? What place? Place of birth? Place as in my address? Place where?


“PLACE.”


Eep! Omo! I don’t know what to answer!! I fidgeted in my seat. I could feel his glare intensifying!! My eyes wandered elsewhere. And because of this, I caught sight of Ri In peek her head from their kitchen. Wait a minute…place…oh! Now I get it!


“A-At her restaurant s-sir.” Did I just call him sir? O.o


“Date”


“T-Three months ago sir. I don’t know when e-exactly.” I noticed Shim Changmin grunting for some apparent reason.


“Reason.”


….was that a trick question?

“B-because I like her sir.” Okay…should I stop calling him sir?


He snorted before continuing. “Age?”


“t-twenty two sir.” …this is beginning to sound like some job interview O.o


“Occupation?”


“H-heir to the Kim Corporation S-sir.”


“Do you play sports?”


“I was part of the soccer v-varsity in my university during college.”


He mumbled something to himself before nodding his head towards Kim Jaejoong. Gad…he was still staring at me!


“Do you smoke?”


“No sir.”


“Do you know how to cook?”


….is that a trick question again? “Um…I think I can decently make a simple d-dish s-sir.”


He rolled his eyes, looking utterly dissatisfied. Crap…I should’ve lied!


“How many cars do you have?”


…I don’t really see the connection of answering these questions with me courting Ri In….”t-two sir.”


He smirked. Okay….I wonder if I redeemed myself?


I was surprised when he directed his gaze towards Shim Changmin. I’m starting to think their ‘Looking to the brother whose next in questioning’ is a habit they’ve developed…I guess I’m not the first one to feel their wrath O.o


“What was your highest grade point average in highschool?”


Okay…their questions are officially off topic. “Um…92 s-sir.”


I looked at him, wondering how he would react. I’m not really sure if he was dissatisfied with my answer or not. But I swore I saw him smirking.


“What university did you finish college in?”

“Seoul Institution S-sir. Top of my class in Management.” I just HAD to add that! ha! Extra points!


“Oh.” Was his answer as if what I said was the most normal thing in the world. Ouch..my pride. “So I see you’re an honor student?”


“Y-yes sir.” Aren’t I older than this kid? Aish! He’s so intimidating that I can’t even talk to him like a little donseang!


I was glad he didn’t ask any further questions.

I glanced at the spot where I last saw Ri In peeking. She was still there. Flashing her a smile, she smiled back and motioned her hand, mouthing the words ‘hwaiting!’. Just as I was enjoying that moment of bliss…


“How many past girlfriends did you have?”


Crap. the question caught me off guard. I looked at Micky Yoochun. He was smirking at me too. I should’ve expected a question like this coming from him.


I looked at the other three men and I could tell that they were anticipating my answer. Kim Jaejoong had a curious glint in his eyes., Jung Yunho was STILL staring at me…and Shim Changmin..well, I could tell that he was really amused. Gad….these three were the personification of hell.


“Well?”


I gulped before answering. It was now or never….they’ll find out in time anyway—that is if they give me the chance to be with Ri In that is. Opening my mouth, I struggled upon answering.


“….five sir.”


I felt MORE glaring now. But not just glaring…but some kind of hostile aura coming from the four seats in front of me(most of it from Jung Yunho). I saw Jaejoong do the same too. The little kid, Changmin, looked very, very displeased. That Yoochun guy looked so amused though.


“Woah. Never really expected that. How many of it were serious?”


Aish! This guy!!! Stop asking already!! He’s really putting me in his other brother’s bad sides! I HAD to answer. But then…I only had one serious one and the other four were flings caused by Se7en. But I sure can’t tell them that right?

“Well?” Jung Yunho asked. Holycrap. This is bad. He’s getting curious too!


“O-one.” I answered, almost in a squeak.

The whole room fell silent and it was the first time I actually wished to hear Se7en’s rants about Hye Kyo. Gad. Even Jong Hyun’s pestering to buy him some new game console would be something I’d like right now!

But noooooo.


The only sound surrounding the room was the air conditioner running and the clocks ticking.


I was glad when Yoochun eventually broke the eerie silence. “Okaaay…And this ONE. How long?”


….s***.


I looked at the four, not wanting to meet any of their gazes. But I was met with Jaejoong’s once I raised my head.


Eeep!

Gaining back my composure, I glanced at the still hiding Ri In before answering. What if she got mad after I answered?!? OMO!! She gave me a smile in return as if reassuring me it was alright. I smiled back and turned all my attention towards her four brothers once again. “five months sir.”

Jung Yunho glared at me—AGAIN. Kim Jaejoong glared at me too—MORE SCARIER this time. Shim Changmin shook his head, mouthing tsk,tsktsk in the process. Micky Yoochun looked more amused than ever.

Seriously…I’m about to wet my pants.


As if wanting to prolong my moment of torture, Micky Yoochun kept on going. “And why’d you break up with them?”


…you evil, evil man.


I gulped before answering.
“One was too wild. One was too flirty. The other one broke up with me cause I forgot her name..”

I heard Changmin grunt.

“The other one, I broke up with her cause she ended up being some stalker..” I shuddered at the memory.


“And my last one, I broke up with her because…” Crap…I didn’t want to tell him my reason -__- I’m sure they’ll hate me all the more!

“Because?” Now that jaejoong guy was curious too!!


“Because….because I didn’t like her anymore.” My answer came like a squeak.


I lifted my head a bit to look at their reactions.

Jung Yunho was beyond displeased.

Kim Jaejoong was shaking his head.

That Micky Yoochun guy was smirking AGAIN.

And Shim Changmin…well…he was typing something on his phone…but he looked unsatisfied too -__-

Silence filled the room for a moment before each brother stood from their seats and slowly exited the room. I stood up immediately, bowing to each of them. They, on the other hand, just walked pass by as if I wasn’t there.

Talk about harsh T T

Just as I stood up straight from my bowing, I came face to face with that Micky Yoochun guy.

“From us to you. Nice meeting you.” He smirked before walking off to where his other brothers went to.

I stood there dumbfounded. “….”

“Jun Su!!” I heard someone call me. Turning my head, I saw Ri In smiling at me. I smiled back.

“Sorry if my oppa’s were so cruel…” She softly said, blushing while doing so.

“Don’t worry about it…They’re just worried about you.” I replied. Although her oppa’s were scared the living hell out of me.

“I know….but you know what…”

“Yeah?”

“You’re the first one of the guys who my oppa’s interviewed that my Micky Oppa approached afterwards. He never approached anyone of them…”

I was shocked. That ‘MR. SMIRKY’ guy might actually like me!! yeah!! Scoorree!! “Really?!”

She nodded and smiled at me again. GAHHHH. That smile~

I was about to hug her due to my happiness but was stopped when someone called her from the kitchen. “Ri In! help Jae prepare dinner!!”

It was Jung Yunho…talk about timing.

Pouting, she looked at me and was about to invite me if I wanted to have dinner with them.


“No thanks…I have something to take care of at work..” I reasoned. The thought of having dinner with those four…*shudder*


She looked disappointed. Aish!! Jun Su you idiot!!! “Oh..okay…take care when going home okay?”


“I will.” I smiled before leaving the house.


Once outside, I felt a heavy load off my shoulders. That was one hell of an experience.


I never imagined having the love of my life was THIS hard.


Going to my car, I took out my cellphone and dialled an all too familiar number.

“Yoboseyo?”

“Se7en?”

“….”

“Se7en!!”

“….”


“CHOI DONG WOOK!”


“Aish!! Can’t you hear? No one’s answering!!”


“Yeah. Hello too. Anyways, I need a favour.”


“When do you NOT..”


“Just listen, araso? Do you know the Jang brothers?”


“….yeah. want some photos of them? I know an ex of mine who sells tons of the—“


“Yah!! Aniyo!! I want you to do some research on them.”


“…”

“Se7en? You there?”

“Junsu…I know you’re still sad over Ri In’s rejection over dinner….but then…dude….Being gay is not the answer to ease your miserable hear—“

“Yah!! I AM NOT GAY!!! Just do it okay? I’ll tell you the details tomorrow.”

“It’s alright to deny it su…don’t worry, I’m here for you.”

“Aish!! Just do it okay?!?!”


- - - - - - - -INSIDE THE MANSION

“Seems that you like that guy Hyung.” Changmin mumbled as he, Yunho, and Micky sat at the table, awaiting Jaejoong and Ri In’s cooking.


“Well, he was nicely dressed right?”


“All the others before too. But you didn’t like them.” Changmin continued. Seeing his hyung talk to one of the suitors right after their ‘interview’ never happened before. “What makes him any different?”


“Nothing. I just find him interesting.” Micky responded with a grin. “How bout you min? didn’t he pass some of your standards?”



Shruggin, he nodded. “Only about 2%. I Need to test him first.” He then looked at his other hyung. “How about you Yunho hyung?”

“He stuttered….so that’s a minus.”


“Who wouldn’t stutter with your poker face during the interview?” Micky joked.


“Yah! I only use that to scare them away!” Yunho replied, grinning.


“Anyways, we still need to see if this Jun Su guy is good enough.” He answered as Jaejoong and Ri In came in, bringing the dishes they both cooked.


“I don’t want Ri In getting hurt ever again.”

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What Kim Jun Su has achieved so far…

*strikethrough= SUCCESS
*red= failed

JAEJOONG OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Must beat me at swimming (note: If he doesn’t know how to swim, bye bye)
- Can reach the number of octaves that I can.
- Knows how to cook a dish. If he can’t slice a single vegetable, I’ll personally kick him out
- Must look decent
- Is not living with his parents anymore
- Is a fan of H.O.T. pronounce it hot and not H-O-T, burn in hell idiot.
- Must NEVER EVER refer to me as pretty
- Up to date with video games
- Knows how to drive. Vast knowledge of cars.

YUNHO OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can match me at a game of basketball AND soccer
- Can dance without tripping all over himself
- Knows how to carry himself
- Can prove to him that he can take care of my sister.
- FIT. If I see he has too much fat—well FAT CHANCE.
- Can assure me that he won’t make ri in cry
- Can speak to me without being intimidated and would start to stutter
- Must have a stable job
- Clean criminal record/Medical record (if I found out he took drugs even once, I’d trample him for even THINKING of trying something with my sister)
- A gentleman. Must be loyal. Should not be a womanizer like SOME people. (Yoochun: yah!)
- Fan of S.E.S
- Must respect elders.
- Can answer all the personal questions I would direct to him.

YOOCHUN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can sing a whole song without me hating him afterwards for having such a dreadful voice.
- Can play an instrument, most especially if it’s the piano.
- Knows how to take care of a woman
- Must have at least some Looks. Though he’s not as handsome as me.
- ALCOHOL TOLERANCE. If he’s out after 6, He’s outta here.
- knows how to dress up
- Can speak even little English
- Beat me at Kickboxing!! If you can’t last for three rounds, I consider you a wimp.
- Must know how to look at a girl.
- Must NOT be vain. (Changmin: look who’s talking)

CHANGMIN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Is intellectual and not intellectually challenged.
- Can recite a full poem in front of me without forgetting the lines. Memorization is the lowest form of knowledge but is a sign of Intelligence.
- Can beat me at fencing.
- Must not look like a fool/idiot/babo/ignorant being
- Is not a disgrace in school
- Graduated with at least SOME honors.
- Can answer five straight questions without getting one wrong if I was to quiz him.
- Bilingual—Don’t ask. If he knows more than two, well, good for him.
- Can remember important dates. Especially all our birthdays.
- knows who Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton is. Aish, if he didn’t then his presence is not worthy of my time.
- Must not be illiterate.
- Clean school record.
- plus points- if you memorize the periodic table of elements. I will really respect you if you do.

CHAPTER 3

“Jung Yunho. Captain of one of Korea’s Basketball and soccer team. Currently the CEO of all the chain of resorts owned by the Jang Industry. Girls swarm him—even the nuna’s/unni’s. Known to be very determined and is popular in school as a GORGEOUS individual. Also a dancer who gave Seoul several trophies for being champion.” Se7en read out as he held a folder in hand.

I sighed upon hearing the slight biography. Gad….this’ll be harder than I thought. “Anymore?”

“Currently single and not planning to find a girlfriend anytime soon.” Se7en added.

“….As if I could use that piece of information.”

“Well, who knows right? Seriously, you asking me to research them for you make me more suspicious!”

“I AM NOT GAY OKAY?”

“Deny it all you want~!”

“Aish! Next!” continuing with his ‘report’, Kim Jaejoong came next.

“Kim Jaejoong. Currently the vice CEO along with Yunho. A top swimmer in Korea. Known not only for his skill in the field of the said sport, but because of his exotic looks that drives the women (and apparently, also some men) wild.” Se7en looked at me, smirking.

I rolled my eyes.

“His voice is also ‘that of an angel’ as described by his numerous fan girls. Currently single and not planning to find a girlfriend anytime soon.” he looked at me again. Aish. This guy…

I glared at him.

Completely ignoring me, he flipped the page. “Park Yoochun. A sought after model both nationally AND internationally, Girls practically drool over him. Not only is he a model, but one of the best in playing the piano here in Korea. He exudes a charisma that only a few could ever have in a lifetime.”

Seriously, Se7en should’ve become a news reporter.

“Although he may LOOK sensitive, he is part of a kick boxing team and currently heading it. Currently single (although womanizes once in a while), and not planning to get a girlfriend anytime soon.” Again, he looked at me. Aish…

“Look at me like that again and see if I ever help you with your womanizing again.”

I think he felt threatened cause I saw him flinch.

“Anyways, the last one is Shim Changmin. Still in school but would graduate after a year. But known as a genius all over Korea. His school’s top student. Although he is the smartest boy in school, he doesn’t look like it, and therefore, AGAIN, Girls profess their love to him every once in a while. Part of the Fencing team, he is known to be VERY gentlemanly. Currently single and not planning to find a girlfriend anytime soon.” A twinkle in his eyes made his way towards me AGAIN.

“That’s it…consider me out of your ‘womanizing’ antics.” I said, snorting.

“Yah!!! C’mon Su!! Can’t you take a joke?”

“That was a joke? Well HAHA. Very funny. For the last freakin time…I’M NOT GAY. ARASO?!”

“Yeah…just SLIGHTLY feminine.” I heard him mumble.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Glaring at him, he handed me the folder and I, myself, glanced upon each page. I’ve got to admit…Se7en was good at gathering info on people. (Maybe because he’s used to researching about the women he flirted with before). The report had pictures, paparazzi shots and basically, almost anything about the brothers!!

“I hate to admit it Se7en…but this is just gold. How the heck did you get these?”

“I have my sources.”

“And who exactly are they?”

“People.”

“Woah. That’s so specific.”

“Thank you.” He smiled before sitting down on top of my desk, grabbing my cell phone in the process. He saw my numerous messages from Ri In. “So anyway, Why’d you ask me to search about those guys?“

“Let’s just say, I need to please all four of them.”

“I knew it. You ARE gay.”

Rolling my eyes, I grabbed back my cell phone and whacked Se7en on the head. “Pabo. I wanted some info on them cause apparently, they’re Ri In’s brothers.

He stared at me for a moment, as if deciphering what I just said. “…Omo…I just remembered something.”

“…What?”

He closed his eyes. Okaay….

He then placed a hand on my shoulder. This weirdo…

“Su….”

“…”

“….Good luck. You’ll freakin need it.”

“If you wanted to say that, no need to be so dramatic.”

“Believe me….you’ll REALLY, REALLY need it.”

“You make it sound like I’m dying or something.”

“Well, facing those four’s wrath, it’s like death itself.”

“Why? Did you lay a hand on Ri in before?!!” What if Se7en DID hit on Ri In before?! OMO!!! My poor innocent little angel!! Se7en had tainted her!!

“Aniyo!! I know someone who did!! And gad, did the brothers scare him!!”

Okay…that’s a relief! “And what exactly happened?”

“Well. He not only got traumatized by the brothers, but he got scared of courting ANY girl afterwards!! And then….”

Se7en looked at me, his eyes serious. He radiated this aura that was of utmost gravity. Maybe he died? Maybe he got into some psychological condition? Maybe he got beat up? Maybe he—

“He became gay.”

I didn’t know whether to laugh because Se7en said that with a straight face, or shudder in fear because apparently, I might suffer the same fate O.o

Okay….this would be harder than I thought.

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“Oppa.”

Kim Jaejoong looked at Jang Ri In who was looking at him, her cheeks inflated to a pout.

“Yes Rinnie?”

“Did you like Jun Su oppa?”

He stayed silent for a moment. Eyes never leaving the road. “I don’t know him that well yet.”

“But oppa~ you and other oppas scared him so much last night!”

“Rinnie, what was our deal years before?”

She looked at him and rolled her eyes, placing her arms over her chest with a pout still intact. “Either you make any of my suitors undergo your rigorous ‘tests’ or you choose for me”

“Exactly.”

Sighing in defeat, she busied herself with her brother’s phone.

He smiled upon watching his little sister playing, looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

“No way am I getting any big bad wolf nowhere near my little red riding hood.” He mumbled as the car, made a turn.

- - - - - - - - -
“Hyung!!” Dong Hae greeted Jun Su as he entered the restaurant. “So how did it go?”

“How did what go?”

“Meeting with the oppas!!”

He looked at Dong Hae, dumbfounded. How did he…

“Eunhyuk told me.”

Aish! That rascal!! How the heck did he find out?!?


“He walked in on you and Ri In when you two had the dinner. He thought the resto was still open.”


This kid was a mind reader O.o

“And No, I can’t read minds.”

“….”

“So how did it go hyung!?”

Sitting down on the chair, Jun Su sighed, Dong Hae sitting down across from him. It was 9 am. From the office, Jun Su managed to leave Se7en with all the work while he took a break to spend time with Ri In during the most ‘unbusiest’ time of the day.

“They were scary as hell.”

“How scary?”

“Umm…how about, Heechul getting pissed when you don’t follow orders scary.”

“…that IS scary.”

“Multiply that by four.”

Dong Hae looked dumbfounded.

“Plus Kangin’s wrath too when he can’t seem to find the butter inside the fridge.”

…He looked terrified.

Dong Hae imagined Heechul ranting inside his head with his devilish eyes glaring at the poor person who made a mistake, also with the addition of Kangin’s wrath. He shuddered at the thought. “I never thought they were THAT scary. Teukie hyung never told me in detail though…”

“Eeteuk hyung knows Ri In’s brothers?”

“Teukie hyung is Jaejoong’s best friend from High School. He basically grew up with him so naturally…Ri In and him grew close.”

“Why do I hear my name” Eeteuk suddenly appeared from the kitchen, bringing with him some dish.

“Morning hyung. Dong Hae was telling me about how close you were with Kim Jaejoong.”

“Yeah….pretty close. We’re of the same age and we both went to the same school.”

“So you two are…close?”

“….um…yeah. why?”

Jun Su’s smile widened. He was about to ask Eeteuk to help him get on Jaejoong’s good side when the man himself, together with the love of his life, entered the restaurant.

Dong Hae and Eeteuk casually stood up. Jun Su was in the middle of deciding what the hell he should do.

“Morning Jae.” Eeteuk greeted.

“Morning Teukie.” Jaejoong greeted.

“Morning Teukie oppa!” Ri In too, greeted as she looked at him and then to Dong hae. “Good morning Dong hae!”

“Good morning noona!” Dong Hae greeted with a smile.

“Oh!! Morning Jun Su oppa!”

Jun Su smiled, hearing Ri In finally noticing him. As she gave him a smile, he looked behind and saw Jaejoong glaring daggers at him. eep

“Why are you here so early in the morning?” Jaejoong suddenly asked.

The boy froze upon being asked the question. Everyone anticipated his answer. “I….I was about to have breakfast!!”

“He always visits Ri In here Jae.” Eeteuk added.

Jun Su had this constipated look on his face. gah!! Hyuunngg!!! Don’t tell him that!!!

But alas, the damage has been done.

The poor boy looked at Jaejoong and saw that he had a smirk in his face.

Wait a minute….crap. He’s…smirking.

….

This could only mean one thing.

“Ri In, you hungry?”

Trouble.

- - - - - - - - - -

Ever imagined wearing a red chef’s hat in the kitchen?

Well, You’d look ridiculous. And apparently, I’m wearing one.

Seriously, I look like Mario from the Mario brothers O.o

So gain, here I am, in another predicament.

I’m here, standing in front of a kitchen counter with contraptions that I have never ever used in my life.

Like what the hell is a worchtershire sauce O.o

“Okay Jun Su-sshi. Care to cook for our Ri In? I’ll be cooking too. Don’t you worry.” Kim Jaejoong said as he had this glint in his eyes. Gad….I wish he would stop doing that -_- it scares me.

I gulped as soon as he instructed for me to start. Ri In was outside the kitchen. I begged her not to come in so that she wouldn’t see me in such an embarrassing predicament. Dong hae was behind me, sitting in one of the stools. Saying he’d ‘cheer’ for me. Eeteuk was in the middle of our counters, amused by the showdown about to occur.

…Holy freakin mother of a dolphin O.o



TO BE CONTINUED

[tdksj]

What Kim Jun Su has achieved so far…

*strikethrough= SUCCESS
*red= failed

JAEJOONG OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Must beat me at swimming (note: If he doesn’t know how to swim, bye bye)
- Can reach the number of octaves that I can.
- Knows how to cook a dish. If he can’t slice a single vegetable, I’ll personally kick him out
- Must look decent
- Is not living with his parents anymore
- Is a fan of H.O.T. pronounce it hot and not H-O-T, burn in hell idiot.
- Must NEVER EVER refer to me as pretty
- Up to date with video games
- Knows how to drive. Vast knowledge of cars.

YUNHO OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can match me at a game of basketball AND soccer
- Can dance without tripping all over himself
- Knows how to carry himself
- Can prove to him that he can take care of my sister.
- FIT. If I see he has too much fat—well FAT CHANCE.
- Can assure me that he won’t make ri in cry
- Can speak to me without being intimidated and would start to stutter
- Must have a stable job
- Clean criminal record/Medical record (if I found out he took drugs even once, I’d trample him for even THINKING of trying something with my sister)
- A gentleman. Must be loyal. Should not be a womanizer like SOME people. (Yoochun: yah!)
- Fan of S.E.S
- Must respect elders.
- Can answer all the personal questions I would direct to him.

YOOCHUN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can sing a whole song without me hating him afterwards for having such a dreadful voice.
- Can play an instrument, most especially if it’s the piano.
- Knows how to take care of a woman
- Must have at least some Looks. Though he’s not as handsome as me.
- ALCOHOL TOLERANCE. If he’s out after 6, He’s outta here.
- knows how to dress up
- Can speak even little English
- Beat me at Kickboxing!! If you can’t last for three rounds, I consider you a wimp.
- Must know how to look at a girl.
- Must NOT be vain. (Changmin: look who’s talking)

CHANGMIN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Is intellectual and not intellectually challenged.
- Can recite a full poem in front of me without forgetting the lines. Memorization is the lowest form of knowledge but is a sign of Intelligence.
- Can beat me at fencing.
- Must not look like a fool/idiot/babo/ignorant being
- Is not a disgrace in school
- Graduated with at least SOME honors.
- Can answer five straight questions without getting one wrong if I was to quiz him.
- Bilingual—Don’t ask. If he knows more than two, well, good for him.
- Can remember important dates. Especially all our birthdays.
- knows who Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton is. Aish, if he didn’t then his presence is not worthy of my time.
- Must not be illiterate.
- Clean school record.
- plus points- if you memorize the periodic table of elements. I will really respect you if you do. [/size]

CHAPTER 4

I, Kim Jun Su, am a superior, intelligent man.

And being a superior and intelligent man, I have a wide range of abilities.

Abilities such as calculating, leading, singing dancing, talking , multitasking, transacting, typing, gaming, scolding, brainstorming, motivating and many more.

And apparently, one can notice that among my wide range of abilities…

COOKING IS SOOO NOT PART OF IT.

“…Should I get more eggs hyung?” that was the 4th time Dong Hae asked me that. Because apparently, this was the 6th egg that I wrongly cracked for the last five minutes.

“Ne…thanks Dong Hae.” I smiled at the boy before continuing with my task. Leaving yet another pile of broken eggs inside a bowl, I decided to start cutting. Cutting wouldn’t be so hard right?

I grabbed the knife and looked up to check on my ‘opponent’.

He was cutting….with inhumane speed.

…Was he even a guy? O.o

For some unknown reason, he suddenly glared at me.

Eep.

Seriously. People can really read minds nowadays O.o

So wanting to look like I was actually doing something, I decided to start cutting. And the outcome of such a feat…

Glorious random shaped vegetables.

“You should try cooking some ramen hyung.” Dong Hae suggested as he watched me sigh in frustration.

“What Ramen!?! He has to make a good impression!! Cooking ramen is like the easiest thing in the world!” Eun Hyuk, who apparently appeared from out of nowhere, immediately retorted.

“If it’s so easy then why can’t you cook it!?”

“…well, My superior way of thinking forbids me to do such a easy task.”

“Then why not cook some of our house specialties?” Lee Teuk Hyung who suddenly joined in recommended. Eun Hyuk and Dong Hae both gave him a dumbfounded look as if what he said was something so forbidden. “What? He’s doing this for Ri In anyways.”

“But Hyung!! You know the consequences of such a thing!!” Dong Hae dramatically whispered just enough for us to hear. Eun Hyuk nodded. Okay….they’re officially creeping me out.


“…consequences?”


The three men looked at me, Dong Hae and Eun Hyuk, arms crossed in front of their chests. While Leeteuk merely sighed.

“Hyung” Dong Hae started. “In this kitchen, there are THREE golden rules.” He then extended his hand, showing one finger right in front of my face. “First. ALWAYS, and I mean ALWAYS, keep the kitchen orderly and clean.”

“Second.” Eun Hyuk continued as they made a somehow choreographed change of place. Like Dong Hae, he extended his hand and showed two fingers. “If you don’t know how to cook. NEVER EVER set foot inside this kitchen. Or else, you’ll end up having no foot at all afterwards.”

….crap. that scared me.

Again, their choreographed change of place. Dong Hae now stood in front of me once again, this time. extending three fingers. “And thirdly.” A serious aura surrounded him. I waited in anticipation as to what he would say.

“…Never touch THE FRIDGE.”

…okaaayyy..


“THE FRIDGE is only for Heechul hyung and Kangin hyung’s use only. You can touch the other refrigerators but not THE FRIDGE.” Eun Hyuk continued, acting like some philosopher.

…I could only stare at them.


Alas, they continued. “If you would like to get something from THE FRIDGE. Then, you need a permit to do so. Because THE FRIDGE contains rare ingredients that were carefully handpicked by the hyungs!”


Dong Hae nodded and continued on with their own soliloquy. “Touch the FRIDGE. And your face gets touched by Kangin hyung’s fists and your eardrums by Heechul hyung’s mouth!!”

.…weirdos.

Leeteuk, who remained silent through the two’s whole speech, sighed and placed a hand on my shoulder. “Forget about it…I think you need to get through these two before you can even touch the refrigerator. They kind of get blamed when some things from it get missing.”

I nodded and decided to just continue cooking. So with a knife in my hand, I sighed and began what was supposed to be the first ever dish that I will ever make—plus the fact that I will cook it to impress my dream girl’s oppa.

I’ve finally done some things with the slight guidance of Lee Teuk hyung and some from both Dong Hae and Eun Hyuk. But because of such diverse teachers, I found myself lost in the process of my cooking. And with Hyung needing to go somewhere all of a sudden, I was the left with the two greatest teachers.

“…It smells like cheese.”

“Pabo. Do you even have a nose? That’s not cheese. It’s the smell of gym lockers.” Eun Hyuk said as his face scrounged up upon taking a whiff of my masterpiece.

“…Aniyo…it’s something else…ah! Gym socks!”

…and to think they were allowed to stay inside to SUPPORT me.

“You’re right!” Eun Hyuk nodded and backed away, looking over at Jae joong hyung. He was still cooking something. But from the looks of it, he was about to be done. The three of us almost had heart attacks when he suddenly smirked and carefully made his way to our, I mean, MY table. I gulped as he observed my very, very disorganized and messy table.

“Tch….how untidy can one get when cooking…” He sneered. Omo!! That’s like a huge minus! I glared at the two culprits who did much of the ‘contributing’. They merely whistled, feigning innocence.

Remaining silent, I continued watching him as he inspected the rest of my work. By the time he was done, he went back to his table and carefully plated his dish.

I could only watch dumbly as he did. And while that happened, I felt a lot of taps on my shoulder.

“Jun Su Hyung…”

Woah…he’s making it look like those dishes in fancy restos!

“…Hyung”

So that’s how you position food…amazing…

“Yah…Jun su Hyung…”

That looks so go—

“Hyung!”

I snapped my head to glare at the two for disturbing me from my reverie. Aish! I was enjoying a live cooking show! “What the heck is your—“

But before I could finish my supposed threat to the two boys, my eyes followed towards the direction as to where they pointed.

Only to find my supposed ‘masterpiece dish’ already burning inside the pot.

“OMO!!!!” I immediately screamed, running towards the pot. Both Eun Hyuk and Dong Hae followed suit, helping me salvage what was left. How thankful was I for Jaejoong’s early exit from the kitchen to show his dish to his lovely, divine, one of a kind…

“Hyung!! Spazz about Ri In Noona later! Save your cooking first!”

…And the mind reader strikes again.

It took us minutes before we finally saved my dish and plated it to look scrumptious—or at least edible.

“…I think it’s alive.” Dong Hae commented while the three of us looked at the dish displayed in front of us.

“Are you sure this is the meat? Isn’t this…charcoal?” Poking my apparent ‘creation’ with a chopstick, Eun Hyuk inquired.

I rolled my eyes at the two and sighed before gathering the guts to serve my dish for Ri In and her hyung to taste. Once I did get enough fortitude, my feet managed to drag me towards the dining hall and I saw them grossly engaged in a conversation along with Lee Teuk Hyung. Aish! When did he get back?! He should’ve helped me!


“Good Luck hyung!” Dong Hae whispered behind me making me jump in surprise. “T-thanks.”

“HWAITING!” Eun Hyuk too, added all of a sudden, almost making me drop the plate. Aish! That kid…

Anyway, moments later I found myself standing in front of Jaejoong hyung and Ri In, my dish beside jaejoong’s.

His dish looked like one of those dishes that was served in some fancy five star restaurant.

And mine….well, let’s just say mine kinda looked like a dish….that even a five year old could make.

Jaejoong hyung had a ‘what the hell is this’ kind of expression on his face. Ri In, on the other hand, looked quite intrigued—or that’s what I think. Either that or she must’ve found my dish very, very exotic. Anyway, she then took a fork and gave me a smile. “I’ll taste it first!”

Me, Dong Hae and Eun Hyuk watched her every move from the moment the fork made contact with the dish. I felt nervous…I didn’t really taste it yet. None of us did. Lee Teuk was also watching closely.

But before Ri In could take a bite from my said creation, a hand took her fork away.

A hand belonging to Kim Jaejoong.

“…I’ll taste it first Ri In.” He said in a firm tone, glaring at me afterwards. “If this isn’t good, then you’re as good as gone.”

I gulped as he said such words and started praying for a miracle to occur. Dong Hae and Eun Hyuk, oddly, were very scared too. Lee Teuk and Ri In looked worried.

Carefully placing a piece of my creation inside his mouth, the five of us waited eagerly for his reaction.

His eyes slightly widened and he didn’t really budge for a moment, the lump on his throat slowly subsiding.

Was it THAT good? Maybe he’s speechless! Maybe it was so good that he got stunned! Maybe he’ll classify me as some world class chef!

- - - - - -
The bathroom door closed shut and the three boys present lounging about inside the living room couldn’t help but overhear it.

“Fifth?” Micky asked whilst flipping the channels of their flat screen TV.

“Sixth actually.” Changmin corrected, eyes never leaving the book he was currently finishing.

“You’re both wrong. That’s the eighth.” Yunho snickered, finding his brother’s constant visits to the bathroom rather amusing.

“What exactly happened to him?” Changmin asked as he flipped a page, eyes still not leaving the book.

Shrugging, Micky lazily sprawled himself on the sofa . “I dunno…But I did overhear him shouting profanities about not eating anything that a stupid dolphin kid makes…”

“Dolphin kid?” Yunho asked, finding such a title odd. “What the hell is that?”

Finally wandering off from the book, Changmin eyed his brother and smirked. “Maybe some idiot who pissed him off. He rarely gives nicknames to people.”

Smirking along, both older brothers sighed. “..poor guy..”

- - - - - - -

“…You gave him diarrhoea?” raising an eyebrow, Se7en, dumbfounded, looked at me as if I had done some heinous crime.

“How the heck should I know that that could happen?!” I growled in frustration, slumping myself on the desk, not minding the papers that got crumpled in the process.

“tsk…tsk…that’s a big minus on your part.”

“Wow. Thanks for the boost se7en. Yes, it really, really helps.”

“And again, you’re welcome my friend.” Se7en smirked.

Groaning, I decided to stop arguing with this rather, very witty friend of mine. I decided to grab my cell phone and proceeded to dial Ri In’s number. Such an angelic voice is what I need to get through such an ordeal.

“Yoboseyo?”

...okay…when did an angel’s voice sound so low and scary?

“Yosboseyo? Yah! Is this Kim Jun Su?”

Crap. And when did an angel’s voice sound like some gruff meanie wanting to beat up a poor innocent kid?

“YAH!!”

Eep. Now I REALLY, REALLY have to answer! I think he’ll kill me via the phone if I don’t!

“…N-Ne…” I managed to stutter out.

A long pause came from the other line and I almost jumped at his response. “My office. NOW.”


And before I knew it, the phone went shut, and I found myself staring blankly at who-knows-where.

Se7en, who kept silent for the duration of my call, was waving his hands in front of me, wanting to grab my attention, which he successfully did. “Uh..Su?”

I managed to look at se7en, a terrified look plastered on my face. “…crap.”

That was Jung Yunho.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

[tdksj]

What Kim Jun Su has achieved so far…

*strikethrough= SUCCESS
*red= failed

JAEJOONG OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Must beat me at swimming (note: If he doesn’t know how to swim, bye bye)
- Can reach the number of octaves that I can.
- Knows how to cook a dish. If he can’t slice a single vegetable, I’ll personally kick him out
- Must look decent
- Is not living with his parents anymore
- Is a fan of H.O.T. pronounce it hot and not H-O-T, burn in hell idiot.
- Must NEVER EVER refer to me as pretty
- Up to date with video games
- Knows how to drive. Vast knowledge of cars.

YUNHO OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can match me at a game of basketball AND soccer
- Can dance without tripping all over himself
- Knows how to carry himself
- Can prove to him that he can take care of my sister.
- FIT. If I see he has too much fat—well FAT CHANCE.
- Can assure me that he won’t make ri in cry
- Can speak to me without being intimidated and would start to stutter
- Must have a stable job
- Clean criminal record/Medical record (if I found out he took drugs even once, I’d trample him for even THINKING of trying something with my sister)
- A gentleman. Must be loyal. Should not be a womanizer like SOME people. (Yoochun: yah!)
- Fan of S.E.S
- Must respect elders.
- Can answer all the personal questions I would direct to him.

YOOCHUN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can sing a whole song without me hating him afterwards for having such a dreadful voice.
- Can play an instrument, most especially if it’s the piano.
- Knows how to take care of a woman
- Must have at least some Looks. Though he’s not as handsome as me.
- ALCOHOL TOLERANCE. If he’s out after 6, He’s outta here.
- knows how to dress up
- Can speak even little English
- Beat me at Kickboxing!! If you can’t last for three rounds, I consider you a wimp.
- Must know how to look at a girl.
- Must NOT be vain. (Changmin: look who’s talking)

CHANGMIN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Is intellectual and not intellectually challenged.
- Can recite a full poem in front of me without forgetting the lines. Memorization is the lowest form of knowledge but is a sign of Intelligence.
- Can beat me at fencing.
- Must not look like a fool/idiot/babo/ignorant being
- Is not a disgrace in school
- Graduated with at least SOME honors.
- Can answer five straight questions without getting one wrong if I was to quiz him.
- Bilingual—Don’t ask. If he knows more than two, well, good for him.
- Can remember important dates. Especially all our birthdays.
- knows who Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton is. Aish, if he didn’t then his presence is not worthy of my time.
- Must not be illiterate.
- Clean school record.
- plus points- if you memorize the periodic table of elements. I will really respect you if you do.

CHAPTER 5

“If ever I do die today, please tell Song Hye Gyo that I’ll wait for her in the afterlife.” Se7en gulped as the car made a swerving turn, his heart beat increasing as the seconds passed.

Jun Su made no comeback for his friend’s remark and drove on, ignoring whatever obstacle that threatened to stop him.

Ten minutes have passed since his and Jung Yunho’s conversation. And right after blanking out for a moment, Jun Su literally leapt out of his seat and dashed out the door, grabbing se7en’s keys in the process. Of course, such an action prompted Se7en to follow along—much to his dislike.

Se7en yelped as they nearly hit a car. Covering his face with his flailing arms. “YAH!! JUN SU!! SLOW DOWN WILL YA?!”

Jun Su again, ignored his plea and continued driving on. Honking his horn like there was no tomorrow. He had to make it to Jung Yunho’s office as fast as possible. He made a complete blunder in jaejoong’s eyes. He won’t make the same mistake with Yunho.

“Do you even know where his office is?” his best friend suddenly asked from out of the blue, fixing his muddled hair and cluttered suit, seeing that some passerbys were looking at them—i.e., passerbys who were mostly girls.

Jun Su paused for a moment as he suddenly stepped on the brake, causing Se7en’s face to collide with the front mirror.

“…crap.”

“Ow! That hurt!” Se7en whined, rubbing his nose in annoyance. “Aish! You don’t even know where you’re headed to and you drive like crazy? Woah. So smart jun su. Really, really ,smart.”

The said boy glared at his friend and looked at his watch. Twenty minutes have passed since the call, and the time was not getting any slower. “Aish! Why didn’t you tell me earlier that you didn’t know where his office was!!”

Se7en replied with his eyebrow raising. “…seriously? Who the hell suddenly took my car keys and drove like some idiot!?”

Jun Su glared back once again and argued, both men not meeting eye to eye. “Well I thought that you knew where his office was since I asked you to research before!”

“Well soorryyy for not memorizing it then.” He smirked. Jun Su groaned and bumped his head on the steering wheel, making a loud, continuous honk to emit. He didn’t pull back, therefore catching every passerbys attention. “Su! Hey! Stop that!” he panicked as he took hold of his friends shoulders in an attempt to pull him back, away from the steering wheel. But Jun Su remained still, not caring about the commotion he caused.

Se7en, seeing that Jun Su was being his stubborn self, decided to tell him what he oh-so-wanted to hear. “Fine, fine, I’ll point to where his office is! Now quit being an idiot and stop honking the horn!”

Jun Su immediately shot up, a wide smile spread across his face. Se7en rolled his eyes. The idiot…he did that on purpose!

“Where to?!” Jun Su chirped, gripping the wheel excitedly.

Glancing at who knows where, Se7en pointed a finger to the nearby street. “There.”

- - - - - - - -

While Jun Su and Se7en navigated themselves around the streets of seoul, Kim Jaejoong was navigating himself against the water.


His hands glided elegantly, creating a beautiful streamline. The water, tingling his skin.

Reaching the end, he immediately took off the irritating swim cap he had worn for the last hours, shaking his head free from water droplets that hung loosely at the tips of his hair.

Fanatical screams came from the bleachers. Jaejoong could only smirk. Once again, his fan club (which filled two bleachers by the way) was there to cheer him on during his weekly swim. As he pulled himself up, exiting from the confines of the pool, he stood there, in all his half naked glory, giving the girls a spectacular view. Again, louder fanatical screams filled the gym, dumbfounding even some of the other swimmers present.

“Jaejoong oppa~! Let me have your babies!”

“Oppa! Oppa! I love your body! Can I touch it?”

“Jaejoong oppa! Sarangheyo!”

“Oppa! My husband is not home!!”

Various chants could be heard, but Jaejoong listened to none of it, too busy rustling his hair with his hands.

But a towel suddenly came from out of nowhere, hitting him squarely in the face before landing into his arms. Jaejoong was about to glower at the poor idiot who dared do such a thing.

“Yah. Cover yourself up will ya.” Came Park Yoochun’s husky remark.

He smirked as soon as he saw his younger brother approaching him with a grin on his face. “You’re just jealous they’re ogling at me rather than you.”

“That’s one reason. Another is the fact that seeing you in such a state causes my imagination to go wild.” He jokingly replied, smirking, earning the same thing from his older brother. “Why? Want me to strip like that now? I bet your fan club would come running to me faster than a blink.”

“Dream on kiddo.” Jaejoong chuckled and placed the towel over his shoulders, much to his fan girl’s anguish. He did flash them a grin before completely exiting the training area, heading for the dressing room. Yoochun followed afterwards, not forgetting to flash an equally fancy grin, making the fan club go wild.

“Yah. Quit stealing my fan club.”

“Can’t help it. They love me.” He retorted, smirking at his hyung.

The dressing room was almost deserted. Jaejoong immediately made his way towards his locker and dressed up, his brother, on the other hand was busy looking at some random pictures posted on a bulletin board.

“So why’d you drop by anyway?”

“Was on the way back home and decided to pass by. Want to go get something to eat?”

“Sure. But you’re not touching my car, araso?”

Pouting, Yoochun agreed. One reason he DID pass by, was to make it look like he was so kind so that his hyung would allow him to drive his new car. But alas, fate was cruel.

Making their way to the nearby canteen, both boys opted to sit at the table farthest from any other table, ignoring the stares given to them by random girls that tried getting their attention.

“So I guess your diarrhoeas gone huh?” Yoochun chuckled, wrinkles forming at the end of his eyes as he did.

“Shut up.” Jaejoong muttered, holding a cup of coffee at the opening of his lips.

“What exactly happened?” the younger continued, amused by his hyung’s sudden mood change.

“That kid that wants to court Ri innie.”

Yoochun’s face lit up upon the mentioning of the said guy. “You mean Kim Jun Su?”

Jaejoong shot him a dumbfounded look. It was the first time for his brother to even bother remembering someone’s name. “You actually remembered that pabo’s name?”

He grinned in response. “Why? He’s a funny guy.”

The older man rolled his eyes, not believing that his brother found such an ingrate, appealing. “I can’t believe you’re saying that. That dolphin almost killed me with his dish.”

“Dolphin?”

“…He squeaks.”

“…shouldn’t he be a mouse then.”

“…a dolphin was the first thing that came to mind.”

Yoochun could only chuckle at his brother’s comment. “Anyway, how’d he possibly do that?”

“I asked him to cook a dish for Ri innie. I’m glad I tasted it first.” His teeth gritted at the thought of Ri In being food poisoned. “If he DOES try feeding Ri In again, god help him, I’d make him eat everything Yunho cooks.”

His brother gulped, knowing so well that When Yunho cooks, the outcome was very,very exotic. Exotic, per say, inedible in looks, and inedible in taste. Much like, tribal food—the squashed worms mixed in random liquid kind of exotic.

“So I guess he’s not in your good books then?”

“If good books meant me wishing he would disappear to who knows where and would be reported missing, yes, he is.”

Yoohun shuddered at his hyung’s scary threat. Yes, an angry Kim Jaejoong was scarier than a woman on her menopause—seriously.

The two men enjoyed their respective lunches, Yoochun grinning in the process. Kim Jun Su, you’ve got your work cut out for you.

- - - - - - - - - - -

He was angry.

No, angry was an understatement.

He was pissed.

No, pissed was more of an understatement.

He was actually freakin’ pissed that could surpass ‘Heechul+Kangin pissed’ pissed.

An hour had passed since the conversation he had with her ‘angels’ brother.

And quite frankly, he was really, really late. And being really, really late, he could just imagine that Jung Yunho would be really, really disappointed.

And all because of a certain Choi Dong Wook, aka Se7en.

They were going around in circles. And god knows where the hell they were.

Se7en could only gulp as a homicidal aura surrounded Jun Su. His heart almost jumped out of his chest as soon as the said boy gave him a look that radiated that of bloody murder.

“I thought you knew his office.”

Se7en forced a strained smile and chuckled nervously. He was caught red handed. He really had no idea as to where his office was located. “Um…hehe…April fools?”

“…”

“YAH! THAT’S MY CAR! COME BACK HERE YOU PABO!” Se7en helplessly shouted as he watched Jun su drive away, ignoring the speed limit once more.

He apparently got kicked out of his own car. Yes, It was pretty embarrassing.

Seconds passed and his car was out of sight, leaving him standing in the middle of a bustling sidewalk. He sighed and decided to navigate himself back to the office, which he feared was minutes away. “Aish…I’ll kill Su for this…” he groaned, deciding to make the best out of the free time he was getting.

A small cafe came to view and he decided to waste some time there, knowing that some high class ladies would be spending their time chatting away inside. Smirking to himself at such a stroke of luck, he sashayed in and as always, garnered everyone’s attention as he opened the door.

For a moment, he stood there, enjoying all the glances that all the ladies gave him. Sitting himself on a table, he called on a waitress to place an order, only to find that she too, was spazzing about him. He smiled at her, amused.

“Y-yes sir? C-can I-I have y-you’re order?” she stuttered while pulling out a small pad paper.

Glancing at her nametag, he smirked and placed a finger under her jaw, smiling seductively. “Well then, Is a girl named Kim Yong in your menu?”

The girl almost shrieked in excitement as he uttered such words, making se7en all the more satisfied. “Any drink that’s good.” He winked, releasing his gentle grip on her jaw. The waitress immediately fluttered away, grinning like a little schoolgirl.

“Choi Dong Wook, you’re too hot to handle.” He praised himself, using the glass window he sat beside at as a mirror. While enjoying the ‘spectacular’ view, a certain reflection caught his eye, almost making him jump off his feet.

Reflected on the glass, was Song Hye Gyo, entering the café.

Song Hye Gyo, to him, was the epitome of beauty. She was a goddess in his eyes. She was perfect, ‘An exception to god’s creation’ as he says.

She had long, ravishing, gorgeous black hair and eyes that bore through ones soul (as to how Se7en describes it again)

She was the only girl that made him head over heels for her. The girl that captured his heart on that fateful party wherein she spilled her drink on him after he tried making conversation.

The only girl that didn’t give in to him after many attempts.

The only girl that he deemed a challenge.

The only girl that didn’t go gaga over him.

He immediately turned his head, wanting to see if it was real or maybe some mere hallucination.

And he was not disappointed.

She was really there, basking in such beauty that cannot be described by mere words. She was standing in front of the door, as if waiting for someone. Grinning from ear to ear, Se7en stood up, making all the girl’s to turn their attention to him once again. But he didn’t care. He only wanted the attention of Song Hye Gyo.

He was mere steps away. But she was still looking behind her. She must be waiting for the waiter He thought. Carefully, he made his way to her, his smile broadening.

But then, his once radiant smile turned to a huge frown when a tall man came in, immediately taking to Song Hye Gyo as if they were familiar.

Jealousy festered within him, prompting him to do what any sane man would do.

“Yah!” he shouted, standing confidently with hands inside his pockets.

Both looked at him, Hye Gyo very surprised.

Se7en walked towards the two, glaring at the guy beside her, ignoring the glare that Hye Gyo shot him. “Who the hell are you?”

The man gave him a weird look and looked at Hye Gyo first, as if asking her if she knew such a nut. She shrugged. He then turned back his attention to the shorter man, answering his question. “Umm…Bi.”

“I asked for your name pabo! Not some letter!”

“YAH! Stop harassing my date would you?!” Hye Gyo interrupted.

Se7en had a horrified look in his face. The whole world seemed to have crashed and he felt everything turn slow.

DATE.

He was her DATE.

Pulling her date away, they brushed pass Se7en, leaving the poor guy standing alone like an idiot. Some girls were giving him weird looks, some glaring at Hye Gyo.

He felt crushed. Never did she agree to go on a DATE with him. No matter how hard he tried, she never agreed. Like the time he knelt down in front of her office door for hours (a lame attempt to copy a drama scene ) , only to be rewarded with a scream for doing so—never a date. But now, here she was, with a DATE.

Regaining his composure, he huffed and looked around. Upon seeing Hye Gyo’s table, he immediately rushed to it and sat down beside her, sandwiching her in between them. “YAH! What the hell are you—?”

Se7en ignored her and glared at the other guy, extending a hand. “Hello there. I’m Song Hye Gyo’s suitor. So tough luck on you getting her buddy. scram.”

The guy gave him a dumbfounded look, not at all giving a reply.

Seeing that he wouldn’t talk, he opted to look at the love of his life.

Only to see her glaring at him as if he was about to be butchered.

Se7en could only gulp.

- - - - - - - - - - -
“You’re two hours late.” Jung Yunho stated, arms crossed in front of his chest while Kim Jun Su sat in front of his desk.



Jun Su could sit up straight, trying hard not to sound like some pushover. “I had some problems navigating sir.”

Yunho raised an eyebrow upon hearing his excuse. First time I heard such an excuse.”Sit down”

The younger boy did as he was told and sat down on the chair right in front of his desk. His hands were getting cold and his heartbeat racing. Such presence was really intimidating.

“So…”

Jun Su almost squeaked as Yunho started, but stopped himself from doing so.

“I heard you gave my brother diarrhoea.”

The boy gulped and fidgeted once again. He saw it coming. “I…I didn’t mean to s-sir….”

Yunho snorted and smirked at Jun Su, scaring the living daylights out of the boy. “So…you’ve been making calls to my sister without my knowledge?”

Jun Su was trembling in his seat. Such an aura scared him so much. “M-Mianhe S-sir.”

The older boy was enjoying so much. He loved intimidating people. So he’s a scaredy cat. he thought, his view of Jun Su lessening by the second. “What are your real intentions?”

“I want her to be my girlfriend sir.” Jun Su answered straight up. Gathering what was left of his conviction.

“Then why not choose other girls than her huh? You’re young kid. I’m warning you, my sister’s not in for a fling. If you’re in search of a fling, then I’ll fling you right out of this building right now.” Yunho smirked and Jun Su could only cower in his seat.

“I’m not courting her for a fling sir.”

“How am I sure that you’re really not.”

“…”

Yunho smirked. Can’t answer that can you? Standing up from his chair, he walked towards the balcony and closed the glass door, momentarily enjoying the view of the city.

Jun Su sat uneasily. He was too scared to move. Jung Yunho was like a viper waiting to strike at any moment.

And just like a viper, he attacks you in the most unexpected of ways.

“STRIP.”

Jun su’s head shot up. Did I hear what I just hear? “Wha-?”

“I said strip. Up to your boxers. Move.”

[tdksj]

TO THOSE WHO ARE WONDERING:

though the four DBSK boys don't have the surname JANG, they are
still blood brothers in this fic ^^ I just didn't want to change their names cause they sound
better that way ^^ but If you'd like, I'll change it to Jang please tell me ^^

please enjoy this new chapter~! comments are ♥

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What Kim Jun Su has achieved so far…

*strikethrough= SUCCESS
*red= failed

JAEJOONG OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Must beat me at swimming (note: If he doesn’t know how to swim, bye bye)
- Can reach the number of octaves that I can.
- Knows how to cook a dish. If he can’t slice a single vegetable, I’ll personally kick him out
- Must look decent
- Is not living with his parents anymore
- Is a fan of H.O.T. pronounce it hot and not H-O-T, burn in hell idiot.
- Must NEVER EVER refer to me as pretty
- Up to date with video games
- Knows how to drive. Vast knowledge of cars.

YUNHO OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can match me at a game of basketball AND soccer
- Can dance without tripping all over himself
- Knows how to carry himself
- Can prove to him that he can take care of my sister.
- FIT. If I see he has too much fat—well FAT CHANCE.
- Can assure me that he won’t make ri in cry
- Can speak to me without being intimidated and would start to stutter
- Must have a stable job
- Clean criminal record/Medical record (if I found out he took drugs even once, I’d trample him for even THINKING of trying something with my sister)
- A gentleman. Must be loyal. Should not be a womanizer like SOME people. (Yoochun: yah!)
- Fan of S.E.S
- Must respect elders.
- Can answer all the personal questions I would direct to him.

YOOCHUN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Can sing a whole song without me hating him afterwards for having such a dreadful voice.
- Can play an instrument, most especially if it’s the piano.
- Knows how to take care of a woman
- Must have at least some Looks. Though he’s not as handsome as me.
- ALCOHOL TOLERANCE. If he’s out after 6, He’s outta here.
- knows how to dress up
- Can speak even little English
- Beat me at Kickboxing!! If you can’t last for three rounds, I consider you a wimp.
- Must know how to look at a girl.
- Must NOT be vain. (Changmin: look who’s talking)

CHANGMIN OPPA’s STANDARDS

- Is intellectual and not intellectually challenged.
- Can recite a full poem in front of me without forgetting the lines. Memorization is the lowest form of knowledge but is a sign of Intelligence.
- Can beat me at fencing.
- Must not look like a fool/idiot/babo/ignorant being
- Is not a disgrace in school
- Graduated with at least SOME honors.
- Can answer five straight questions without getting one wrong if I was to quiz him.
- Bilingual—Don’t ask. If he knows more than two, well, good for him.
- Can remember important dates. Especially all our birthdays.
- knows who Albert Einstein and Isaac Newton is. Aish, if he didn’t then his presence is not worthy of my time.
- Must not be illiterate.
- Clean school record.
- plus points- if you memorize the periodic table of elements. I will really respect you if you do.

CHAPTER 6

I am Kim Jun Su. And I am a business tycoon.

So quite frankly, I am often busy.

So do not expect me to have the spare time to actually learn how to cook, draw, and paint or whatever random hobby that most people are fond of. And I most definitely don’t have time to work out and have bulging muscles like those WWE wrestlers or be like a god-like Adonis with a chiselled chest and abs. (Maybe I did have such during my college years as a varsity player. But now, the only abs I have are invincible.)

But apparently, I should’ve tried being one. Because right now, I am half-naked in front of Jung Yunho— the very epitome of an athlete. The very epitome of ‘Adonis’. And me…I’m the epitome of a scarred man that looks as if he is about to be raped.

…eeep.

I stood there, my body stiff and all as Jung Yunho circled around me, making me feel so…violated O.o

Thoughts filled my head. What could he possibly want?

What if he wanted a man w h o r e? But I don’t swing that way!


….

Aish! What the heck does he want from me?

And as if answering my question, he slapped my stomach.

…It freakin’ hurt!

But my stomach...It didn’t have chocolate-looking ones like his! (No, I don’t ogle at pictures of him half-naked in magazines. Blame Se7en and his fan girl of an ex-girlfriend who talked about the demonic, uh, I mean, four brothers every minute of her breathing life.)

My stomach wobbled for a moment but remained intact afterwards as I tried holding it in place. Aish… This is embarrassing! T_T

“Do you work out?”

“I…I don’t have the time to do so, Sir.”

“Don’t you know that everyone in our family is required to have at least one form of exercise?”

I could only watch as he continued walking around me. Aish. Does every one of my Ri Innie’s suitors go through this?!

“Jaejoongie. He is a well known swimmer here in Korea.”

So I’ve heard.

I hear the name Kim Jaejoong on every newscast that has something to do with swimming. Nope. The name Kim Jaejoong is such a strange word to me.

I felt a glare towards me and I gulped…People can seriously read minds nowadays.

“As I was saying….Yoochunnie, he does kickboxing from time to time.” The guy smirked at me, as if threatening me.

And threatened I was. Crap. That Mr. Smirky-guy was tougher than I thought…

“And Changminnie does fencing as a past time.”

….Is fencing really an exercise? Don’t you just randomly swish your swords?

Again, a glare.

Aish! He CAN read my thoughts!

Stopping in front of me, he then gave me another one of his smirks and said, “And I, Jung Yunho, am a soccer AND basketball player.”

So I’ve…okay…shut up Jun Su or he might kill you. Remain calm…

Looking at my embarrassingly bulging (just quite, mind you) stomach, he snickered and sat down on his chair once again, while I still stood there in my boxers. Yes, the things I do for love.

We both stared at each other in silence. I struggled to even hold my gaze in his—it was one of the scariest things I have ever experienced in my life.

And moments later, he finally broke the ice.

“Run down to the last floor.” He said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. (We were in the 16th floor T T )

Just as I was about to ask If I could be spared some time to dress-up, he strikes again.

“I want you back here in my office in 10 minutes.”

I looked at him, dumbstruck. That’s impossible! Doesn’t he know how large this building is!!? “But…”

Tapping his watch, he smirked, “Time’s ticking”

…I’m still wearing nothing but my boxers…

“10 seconds have passed.”

…I could still put on my pants and then have ample time…

“20 seconds passed.”

…

…SCREW DIGNITY!!!

I thundered out of the room, running with lightning speed towards the last floor.

I’m sorry umma, appa, your son has shamed you.


- - - - - - - - - - -Jun Su POV

As soon as I got out of the office door, all the people outside immediately stared at me like I was some lunatic.

But I didn’t mind! This is for MY Ri In! I’d do anything for her!

Running towards the stairs, I almost fell down but regained balance and immediately ran as fast as I could, skipping, jumping—anything!

I was now at the ninth floor and my adrenaline was pumping! Never mind the stares that all those men in suits gave me! Who the hell are they for me to mind, right!??!

I was nearing the last floor and much to my surprise, I saw Se7en! Aish! That pabo! When I need him, he isn’t there! When I DON’T need him, he’s freakin there! I asked him what he was doing here, his face full of shock.

“Who cares what I’m doing here!?! What the hell are you doing?!?!” he shouted back. I noticed that we were forming a crowd.

I was about to answer but I saw my watch and spared no more time for chitchat.

Again, I ran back up, passing by the people I passed by moments ago, there faces still in shock. Some security guards were ready to pounce on me for gad’s sake!

“Kim Jun Su?!!” I heard someone cry out, but ignored him nonetheless.

I reached Jung Yunho’s office just in time…or so I thought.


- - - - - - - - - - - - - -End of Jun Su POV


“Ow….My poor face…” Se7en mumbled as he entered the building, receiving some stares from the surrounding people. But again, he, being the ladies man, still had his ‘charm’ going on.

A bevy of ladies passed by, and amidst the obvious bruise in his cheek, he still flashed them a smile, yet again, causing them to squeal like school girls.

“Aish…Se7en, you handsome man you.” He smirked while approaching the lady in the information area.

After much time, he finally found Jung Yunho’s office, therefore, he found his car too (which Jun Su got without permission).

“Excuse me beautiful, but is Jung Yunho’s office—“

“OMO!!!!!”

“EEEEEEE!!”

“GYAH~!!!!!!!”

He turned his head, thinking that he was the cause of such a ruckus. “Ladies…ladies, I know I’m hot but—HOLY MOTHER OF SEVEN GRASSHOPPERS!!”

Just as he turned his head, he saw a speeding Jun Su, in what seemed to be ONLY in boxers, in the middle of a lobby.

The girls kept on squealing in delight, having a spectacular show in front of them. Se7en could only blink. This has GOT to be a dream! Jun Su was a man of moral and values! He would never do such a thing! “Jun Su?” He mumbled. And just in time too because Jun Su looked his way.

“Se7en?!” Jun Su shouted, embarrassed that his best friend saw him in such a state. “What the hell are you doing here?!”

“Who cares what I’m doing here!?! What the hell are you doing?!?!” He said, face obviously in utter shock.

Ignoring his friend, Jun Su glanced at his watch ,and in an instant, he was zooming back to the stairs, running for his life.

The girls all had frowns on their faces as Jun Su disappeared. Se7en nearly fainted. “…aish that pabo…”

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“You’re 4 minutes late.” Yunho said as he shook his head. “Not bad…for someone as unfit as you.” He smirked.

Jun Su looked at him and gulped. If he were some random person, he would’ve acted insulted and even react with a punch. But no…It was Jung Yunho O.o he dare not do such things. “Mianhe.” He managed to say out, his breathing slightly ragged from all the running.

Smirking once more, Yunho stood up from his seat, handing Jun Su his suit. “Go dress up first.”

He immediately stood up, and minutes later, he sat once more in front of the oldest brother.

Looking seriously at Kim Jun Su, Jung Yunho wrote down something in his planner and closed it, giving Jun Su a glare. “6 PM. Next next week Friday. You and me in a soccer match.”

Jun Su could only gulp.

“Y-Yes s-sir.”

As soon as Jun Su exited the room, Yunho grabed his phone and dialled the front desk that witnessed Jun Su’s arrival at the last floor.

“Did you see some idiot running around in his boxers?”

“Yes sir.” The woman answered.

Jung Yunho smiled. Honesty? Check.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

“…You’re an idiot. Do you know that?” Se7en repeated for the 10th time as they drove back to the office. “I mean…who would run around in a building like that?!?”

“…I know already.”

“…But seriously…you are.”

“…”

“…You’re an idio—“

“Call me an idiot again and you’re walking.”

“…But this is my car!”

“You’re still walking.”

Se7en remained silent for the rest of the trip.

Before Jun Su broke the ice that is.

“Why’d you get that bruise in your face?”

“…long story.”

“It’s a long way to the office.”

“It’s too long.”

“Hye kyo?”

“….It hurts too much to talk about it.” An aura of emo-ness started surrounding him.

Jun Su decided to drop the topic. Knowing Se7en, once he gets started on being emo. In a matter of minutes, he’d be talking about suicide.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

“He what?” Jang Ri in asked as she clasped her hands in his while they sat on one of the tables inside her restaurant.

“…He challenged me to a soccer match” Jun Su groaned.

“Then you’re really dead!” Eun Hyuk chirped, overhearing their conversation.

“Thank you for the support Eun Hyuk” Jun Su sarcastically replied.

“But he’s really good Jun Su.” Eeteuk too, joined in. “Have you seen him play? I think He’s been offered a place in the country’s soccer team as team captain.”

….Jun Su slouched in his seat. “I’m dead I’m dead I’m dead I’m dead I’m dead I’m dead—“

“Why don’t you try asking your dongsaeng for help?” Ri in finally said, remembering that Jun su once mentioned about a younger brother, Jong Hyun, who was also being eyed for the country’s soccer team.

Jun Su’s face lit up. How could he not remember his younger brother!!?!? Of course! There IS hope!

“THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU RI IN!!” The man said as he hugged the said girl, making her stand from her seat.

Ri In could only giggle at his reaction.


“Thank you once again my ri innie~!” He gave her a kiss on the cheek before leaving the said place, full of drive and determination.

“…He really loves you huh Ri In?” Eeteuk smiled as he watched Jun Su skip away happily.

Blushing, Ri In nodded. “I know.”

“Um…Hyung…noona…” Eunhyuk disturbed the two as he patted both their shoulders.

“Yeah?” Eeteuk was the first to ask, turning his head to look at his dongsaeng.

“…Dong Hae’s in…”

“YAH!!! LEE DONG HAE YOU PABO! YOU DARE TOUCH THE FRIDGE!?!?!” unmistakably, that was Kim Heechul’s shout coming from the kitchen.

Sighing, both Ri in and Eeteuk made their way to the kitchen.

“I wonder what Dong Hae did?” Ri In asked out of the blue.

“Maybe he stole one of Heechul’s cheesecakes again. He hides them there so nobody could eat them.”

“So that’s why cheesecakes go missing in our display section.”

- - - - - -

“You want me to what?” Jong Hyun looked at his hyung who was bowing down on the floor as his forehead almost touched the ground.

“Give me intensive training in soccer for the next two weeks” Jun Su said in haste, embarrassed that he was asking his younger brother such a request.

“…And why should I?"

“…Because I’m your older brother and you have to do this to save my lovelife!!!”

Jong Hyun blinked, confusedly looking at his brother. “What does your lovelife have to do with soccer?”

“Do you know Jung Yunho?”

His head snapped towards him upon the mention of such an esteemed name. “OF COURSE! HE’S THE GOD OF ALL SOCCER PLAYERS! HE’S MY FREAKIN IDOL! HE’S THE ONLY MAN I FANBOY ON! HE’S—“

“I need to beat him in a soccer match.”

Silence.

More silence.

And a loud guffaw came out of Jong Hyun’s mouth, tears streaming from his eyes.

“That’s rich! Yeah Hyung! You can pass out as a comedian!”

“…I’m serious.”

Jong Hyun stopped laughing. “…Really?”

Jun Su could only nod.

“…Why the hell would you need to do that anyway?”

“He’s the brother of the girl I like.”

“…Wait…so let me get this straight. To get this girl, you need to get past Jung Yunho?”


“Kind of.”

“And if you DO get the girl, then Jung Yunho can be my brother-in-law?!?”


“If I DO get her.”

Jong Hyun’s smile widened. “It’s a deal.”


- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -


Jun Su lay sprawled in his bedroom. He felt relieved after Jong hyun agreed to become his trainer. They start training in two days. And he had enough free time to rest up. Just as he was about to sleep, a loud, shrill voice came from outside. “KIM JUN SU~~!!!”

He gulped. It was no mistaking it…it was…

A knock on the door came and Jun Su immediately opened it to reveal a sleepy-looking Jong Hyun. “Hyung…Appa’s here.”

Jun Su’s eyes widened. What would he want at such an hour?! Was he even in korea?! “Go back to sleep Jong Hyun. I’ll go talk to him.”

Jong Hyun nodded and went back to his room, slamming the door.

As soon as Jun Su went downstairs, he saw his ever hyper appa, sitting in one of the couches.

“Appa…what are you doing here?” he asked as he too, sat in one of them, facing the older man.

“Why were you running around practically naked around the Jung building!!?!?”

His eyes widened. “Y-you saw me!?”

“Oh yes I did, you son of mine!!” He sneered and gave Jun Su a glare. “I even called you! Yet you ignored your poor appa! Aish….kids…you grow up and then completely forget about their appa who took care of him when he was a child, taught him to brush his teeth, cleaned up his diapers when he pooped…told him not to pee in his—“

“I get it appa! Aish!” Jun Su said, embarrassed. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t see you.”

“I shouted KIM JUN SU!” he re-enacted, dramatically in fact.

“Mian then…so you came all the way from who knows where to tell me that?”

“I have a flight after an hour and just wanted to ask you face to face why you did such a thing!”

“It was a challenge my lover’s brother told me to do okay?”

“…So you did it for love?!!?” the older man had the familiar gleam in his eyes. (like jonghyun’s)

“…maybe?”

The man had a wide grin in his face and stood up to place an arm around his son’s shoulder. “I’m so proud of you my junsuuuiee!! My boy has grown up!” fake tears started watering from his appa’s eyes.

Jun Su sighed. His appa never changes.


- - - - - - - - - - - - -


“What is it Ri Innie?” Yunho gently patted his younger sister’s head as she pouted.

“Why did you do that to him oppa?”

“Did what to who?”

“ Jun su! You made him run around in his boxers!”

“You did?” Yoochun, who was listening to the two, stopped reading some piano sheets.

“I was just testing him Ri Innie~!” Yunho pouted back cutely.

“But that was too much!” she whined while grabbing her oppa’s arm.

“Hyung did that for you Ri in.” Yoochun smiled as he sat down at the vacant space next to hers, therefore sandwiching their sister in between. “I’d do the same!”

“But…”

Ruffling her hair, Yunho gave her a peck on the forehead. “Just let us be Ri In okay? I don’t want your boyfriend to be some jerk. Araso?”

“But Jun Su is not a jerk…”

“We know that.” Yoochun answered. “That’s why we’re making sure.”

She sighed and decided to give up. Her oppa-deul always treated her like a child. “Fine…but don’t be too harsh next time.”

Both men smiled, although fingers crossed behind them. “Araso, araso.” Yunho answered.


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Kim Jun Su drove lazily towards his office. His day started uneventful. And he was thankful for that, because ever since meeting the Jang brothers, life has never been the same. Stopping by at the restaurant , he entered the said place in hopes of seeing his Ri In’s beautiful face.

But instead, he saw two (in his opinion) not-so-beautiful ones.

The other one gave him a glare.

The other greeted with a smirk. “Hey there.”

yeap…It’ll be a very UNEVENTFUL day.