<i>“I already told you so many times that you don’t bite the hand that fed you. Yunho, son. You have to stop this madness.”
“This is my life! I can do whatever the hell I want with it. I’m a fucking adult father!”
“What you’re doing is dangerous! Snooping around the company like that. They’ll find out about it. They will!”
“I don’t care!” Yunho screamed. “I’ve had enough of watching the people I love being treated like shit… I can’t…”
Mr. Jung’s eyes narrowed as he slammed his fist on the empty table top. “This is all that Kim Jaejoong’s fault!”
“Don’t you dare blame him for my decisions!” Yunho retorted, rising up from his seat.
“He’s nothing but a bad influence on you.” his father pointed out through gritted teeth. “All three of them!” he added, shooting up from his seat as well before fisting Yunho’s collar in a tight grip. “I’ve fought tooth and nail to keep you where you are right now and you’re going to waste everything for the sake of those brats? Why do you care so much huh? They’re not family!”
“They’re my family!” Yunho yelled at the top of his lungs, tears brimming at the corner of his eyes.
Pain and misery were glaring brightly in his glistening almond orbs.
He has had enough of this crap! Not once in his life, not once! did he go against any of his father’s wishes and he had been fine with it. But for the very first time that he wanted to make his own decision - he was still being treated like a kid. Yunho honored and loved his father but he couldn’t continue on with life like this. He wouldn’t! There was no point calling it ‘his’ life when he wasn’t the one making the decisions for himself. More importantly, it couldn’t be considered a life at all without his members in it – without Jaejoong in it because – with clenched fists, Yunho brokenly whispered. “Jaejoong… is my life.”
Yunho lifted his head and locked gazes with his father. “I love him, Appa.” he said, pure conviction lacing every word. And the minute that those words left his lips, Yunho turned his around, took a step, shut the door and never looked back.</i>
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<i>He left the house. Finally left! His father had screamed and yelled at his retreating back – threatened him that he would be cutting him off from the family line. But he didn’t mind it. Jung YunMin could pull him out the family tree for all he cared. He was free, felt lighter than he had ever been and he couldn’t wait to talk to Jaejoong about the decision that he made.
But the other line continued to be silent and Yunho was beginning to get restless with the lack of response. “Jaejoongie.”
“Trying to find evidence is one thing. But turning your back on your family is another.” the older man finally replied.
Yunho didn’t miss the underlying disapproval in Jaejoong’s voice. “You’re mad at me for what I did.”
“It’s a stupid move to make. No matter what happens, in the end, they’re still you’re family.”
Yunho’s fist connected with the wall opposite him. “I can’t believe you’re telling me this.” he growled into the receiver.
Jaejoong’s deep sigh was heard. “Just forgot about finding evidence. Forget everything. I don’t want you getting into trouble. Go back to your parents and beg them for forgiveness. Yunho-yah, if you get hurt because of me...”
“I’ll be fine. I’ll crush them with my bare hands. I will Jaejoong. I will do whatever it takes! I’m doing this for us, remember?”
“They will find out about your plans and they will kill you!”
“There’s really no point in trying to do that Jaejoongie.” Yunho said, smiling sadly.
“What… what do you mean?”
Letting out a shuddering breath, he answered. “They killed me the day they forced me to stay and took you away from me.”</i>
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“Yunho-yah, that’s enough. You’re drunk.” Heechul said, worry lines creasing his forehead as he grabbed the bottle of soju away from the younger man. Gaze flickering to Changmin who was busy resembling a statue, he sighed. “Aish, these kids.”
“Jaejoongieeeee.” Yunho slurred in his drunken state and Siwon didn’t miss the way Changmin’s eyes dulled. “Msshh him.”
“Heechul-hyung, I don’t think Yunho’s in any state to drive.” Hankyung pointed out while Siwon nodded his head in response.
“Thanks for being here. I don’t think I’d be able to keep sane with Yunho acting like this.” Heechul said, smacking Yunho in the head to which DBSK’s leader let out a weak groan. “He’s such a rascal especially when he’s drunk.” And of course, every last Super Junior fan was aware of the fact that Siwon and Hangkyung liked sticking to the older man like glue.
“Come on, it’s late. It’s better if we take him back to his apartment.” Siwon suggested, rising from his chair. Turning to the maknae he continued. “Changmin ah, you okay? You’ve been silent all night. You barely touched your food.”
“Just tired hyung.” The younger man replied midst sulk. Taking off the earplugs of his ipod to which he had been silently listening to their songs, Changmin heaved himself off his spot then walked over to Yunho’s side. “Yunho-hyung, let’s go.”
Yunho dazedly looked up at him before letting his head fall on Changmin’s shoulder. “Mmm sorry. It’s all my fault.”
Changmin sighed for the tenth time that night and wrapped a comforting arm around his hyung. “Stop blaming yourself.”
“But… but Min ah, I wasn’t strong enough… I was blinded… I was weak… I’m so stupid… I was…”
“Hyung, stop it.” Changmin reprimanded in a firm tone, blinking back away the tears that threatened to fall upon seeing the misery written all over his Yunho-hyung’s features. “Everything’s going to be fine. You always tell us those words. So please, don’t loose heart. It’s not over yet. You said so yourself.” he gently coaxed to his by now shaking hyung and the other three who were watching the exchange couldn’t help but feel a sharp stabbing pain in their chest at the sight.
“We’re driving you both home.” Heechul commented and made a grab for Yunho’s arm. “But let’s go to Yunho’s place first.”
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When they arrived outside, Changmin’s eyebrows furrowed upon seeing a man who was standing by Yunho’s parked car. The frown only deepened when upon seeing them, the man quickly sprinted towards the opposite side of the street before disappearing around a dark alley. Huh. What was with the strange behavior? Probably an anti, he thought in distaste.
“Who was that guy?” Heechul asked after everyone had been seated to their respective seats inside the vehicle.
An unconscious Yunho was squished safely in between Changmin and Siwon in the back seat while Hangkyung sat on the passenger seat up front. Heechul being the oldest in the group took it upon himself to do the driving.
Changmin shook his head, meeting Heechul’s eyes through the car mirror. “No idea hyung. I’ve never seen that man before.” But that person did look suspicious just standing then running off. Changmin cleared his thoughts. “What about your car?”
“I called Leeteuk and Kangin a few minutes ago. They are out drinking in a nearby club and are going back in a bit. I asked them to take my car to Yunho’s apartment. After that we’re going to your place next then we can all go back to the dorm.”
