jaejoong/yunho angst nc17 749 words You pass him in the hallway on the very last night, 11pm shadows of an emptying house filling the carved hollows of his face when he blocks your path at the very last minute. It’s all about the money, isn’t it? It’s a low blow and you stop short, make as if to brush past him but he shoves you back. Answer me, Jaejoong. Because if you think I’m going to let you throw five years away just because of-… If that’s what you want to think, then maybe it’s... read more
