The shower was already producing steam by the time Jaejoong entered the bathroom, and he could feel the heat emanating from the stall.  He hated a scalding shower, it made his skin red and prickly, but he always conceded because he knew Yunho liked it that way.

He could see the other man through the frosted glass doors of the shower, feel his body respond to the silhouette of toned muscle, the play of hands as they pushed the soap around and he wondered for a second why he even bothered to put his boxers back on as he took them right back off again. 

"Jaejoong?"  Yunho's voice cut through the waterfall noise the shower was producing.  "Are you alone?" There was apprehension in the question and it cut through the moment like a dagger.

"Yes," Jaejoong scoffed wondering what Yunho was playing at.
The minute he was in the shower it seemed to wash away and Yunho smiled like the devil dropping to his knees; like a trained pet Jaejoong thought and guilt twisted in his stomach until it was squashed by Yunho's expert tongue running along the joint of his hip, lapping at the water droplets as they collected on Jaejoong's skin. 

Quick feather light kisses littered his thighs and Jaejoong stepped his legs apart, let Yunho tease until he took the other's cock fully into his mouth hollowing his cheeks.  The lazy rhythm was excruciating and Jaejoong hated that it gave him time to feel introspective as he groaned out his approval, purred when Yunho's tongue pressed along the vein, swirled around the head of his cock, his mind drudging up questions like why did Yunho put up with his shit?  Why did he never seem to get angry or yell or ....anything?  Why was he being suck a teasing fuck right about now?

Jaejoong settled his hand into Yunho's wet locks pushing them out of his eyes as they dripped before pulling him close.  "Gods Yunho," Jaejoong spoke settling into the corner of the shower stall for support; he lifted his leg up to rest on the small tiled ledge rubbing his knee against the other's cheek, Yunho humming in response letting his tongue wander back to newly accessible skin while Jaejoong chocked on a sob.

"Yunho," Jaejoong repeated; stronger this time, receiving a muffled "what" "Stop."

Yunho let Jaejoong's cock fall from his lips.  "What's wrong?" What did I do now to make you pull away from me? he asked standing and Jaejoong thought he saw a wounded puppy look cross the other's features.

"Sorry," Jaejoong mumbled the word, feeling it almost burn in his throat as he wondered why he had felt the need to say it, not like he had ever apologized before.  "I just couldn't stop thinking about that hot ass of yours,"  and he slapped Yunho's backside for emphasis the water falling over them making the contact of his hand on ass sound louder than it normally did.

"Didn't get enough from the book worm?" the stiffness was back in Yunho's voice and for a second Jaejoong thought the other student was going to shove him, he was quickly thankful that he was already leaning against the wall.  Must not have let out all that aggression on the field today, he thought.

"Mmmmm," Jaejoong purred into Yunho's ear pressing their bodies together, pushing to diffuse the tension.  "He does have a hot body doesn't he?"

"Yes," Yunho gasped as Jaejoong followed the river of water with his finger down the cleft of his ass; had to admit it because he agreed; Changmin was nothing if not hands down fuckable, even if the jealousy that sparked through him made his stomach turn.  I alone am never going to be good enough.  He could feel the thought clutch at his heart and he tried to let it wash away like the dirt on his skin, could only keep thinking that if he just tried a little harder Jaejoong would return the feelings he had.

"And such a tight ass, I thought I was going to come the second I slid in."

Yunho only nodded closing his eyes when a finger was pushed into his body.  The anger rose in his mind, he hated when Jaejoong taunted him with his latest conquests, made him wish he could dissect the feelings he had out of his body like he cut up dead animals in class.

The other smiled pumping his fingers in and out, "It's just that good, you should play with us next time,"  the suggestion rung bells in Yunho's head and he moaned as he let Jaejoong turn them around; turn him again and press him into the warm wet tiles.

Yes Yunho thought.  Whatever keeps me close to you, don't forget about me.  Wetness ran along his ear until there were lips sucking water droplets from the lobe, teeth pulling at the piercing, Jaejoong whispering voice in his ear, "but no one fucks as well as you.  Can I?:"

"Yeah,"  yes please god, please just touch me.  Not him, me.  Anything for you to just touch me, feel me, love me.

A sharp nip at his shoulder blade drew Yunho's attention before he could feel the finger re-introduced into his body and he sighed.

"You seem tense, practice that bad?"  Jaejoong rambled quickly adding another digit dragging them in and out of Yunho's body.  The other keened as Jaejoong removed his fingers and began pressing inside of him before Yunho let his head lull back onto Jaejoong's shoulder water falling over his cheeks, into his mouth as he opened it to gasp before he began to shake in the other's arms as Jaejoong made quick work of his resolve.

Grabbing Yunho's hand Jaejoong wrapped it and his own around Yunho's cock pumping in an off-beat rhythm to his thrusts until the other came hot and sticky over their joined fingers both of them crying out in release.

"I'll be in bed when you're finished," Jaejoong smiled watching as the water splattered on his hand cleaning it.  "the hot water's bothering my skin," and he stepped out of the small space leaving Yunho alone unshed tears glistening in the corner of his eye.

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"Junsu!  Junsu!" Changmin yelled as he pushed his way down the crowded hall, fought his way upstream of all the bodies to make it to his friend as he exited his last class before lunch.
They had to talk
It was a matter of life or death really.

"Hey," Junsu greeted slinging his book bag over his shoulder.  "What's got you so excited? You look like you could do that exorcist thing."

"I need to talk to you; can we have lunch on the roof today?"  Changmin asked pulling Junsu towards the stairs and it was really becoming less of a suggestion and more of a statement.

Once they reached their final destination they were both huffing, Changmin pulling to loosen his shirt collar.

"This better be worth my breaking into a sweat Min," Junsu glared before he sat down to rummage through the bag for his lunch.  "The only way I want to sweat is if I"m naked and there is a very hot man in my bed," he glared as Changmin sat down beside him.

"I..." he clamed up and Junsu stared at him before rolling his eyes.  Just as he had suspected Changmin was hiding something from him, the other had been a little too quiet all morning.  But he knew better than to call Changmin on it, he had the scares from that lesson.  "Trouble in paradise my friend?"  But he had always been a bit reckless.

"I think..." Changmin couldn't say it, maybe if he didn't say it, it wouldn't make it true and so he just stared at Junsu's feet trying to avoid the way his friend stared at him, a growing look of worry crossing his face.

"You're not pregnant are you?"  Junsu tried to lighten the mood, but it fell as flat as his squashed sandwich.  "Hey, is that a hikky on your neck?" Junsu almost giggled leaning over to pull at Changmin's shirt as the other tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but in the end Junsu was successful in revealing the mark, his squeal of approval evident of his victory.  "I thought you said your dear pianist didn't play rough. or are you just keeping juicy gossip from me?"

"It's not from Yoochun."

"What?" Junsu's face took up a confused expression.

"I...Jaejoong did it,"

"So he really does eat babies?"

"I'm trying to be serious Junsu," Changmin sighed, looked like he might brake down into tears before the whole story fell from his lips, "and then Yunho walked in."

"Holy shit," was all the other student could say as he stared at his friend.  "Now that's a sticky predicament."

"What am I going to do Junsu?" Changmin said sounding on the verge of panic.  "I really didn't mean to do it, I was just sort off...and then he was taking my clothes off, and gods Junsu, Yoochun never treats me like that even when I ask.  It was such a rush I couldn't even process the word no, I just wanted it; wanted him."

"Sometimes we shouldn't have what we want Changmin," Junsu scolded his lunch down on the plastic wrap forgotten.   "What about Yoochun, I thought he was your boyfriend?"

"He is!" Changmin shot back quickly.  "I ...he says he is.  My boyfriend I mean."

"He says?" Junsu raised an eyebrow.  "What do you say?"

"I don't know Su.  When we're alone he says I'm his boyfriend, says all these sweet things that are almost smothering; like everything is kittens and intricately slow lovemaking.  But if we go out he's distant, never lets me touch him; says we can't let people see we're together." Changmin finished hanging his head, running his fingers through his hair.

"So your answer is to let Jaejoong fuck you? Changmin I wouldn't call him boyfriend material either.  He's more of... a collector of pretty things, to put it nicely."

"I know, and I know I shouldn't have done that, but Jaejoong is..." Changmin almost growled.  "He's like being struck by lighting; it burns through your body but you want it to strike again. I don't want to hurt Yoochun he's so caring and sweet but I want him to be like that all the time not just some times and...oh gods," Changmin's shoulders shook and Junsu tried to gather the other student into his arms.

"I'm such a horrible person.  I don't know what to say to Yoochun to make him listen, he's going to hate me.  I don't know what to do, I don't want him to break up with me.  I just want things to change. Tell me what to do Junsu."

:Junsu tried to smile as he held Changmin's sobbing frame close to his own.  "You're not a horrible person, but you're going to have to say something and you're going to have to figure this out on your own,"  Changmin lifted his head wiping his eyes on the back of his sleeves, and as he lowered his arm Junsu quickly leaned in to touch their lips together.  "But don't worry Changmin, when you figure it out I'll still be here."