YUNJAE - Will We Ever Be Together Again?

5. Liar?

CHAPTER 8

Liar?

It has been a week since jaejoong visited the park where he met her. The girl of his dreams. Someone he would date if he would give up on yunho.

"Go... Just go." Yunho's voice played over and over again in jaejoong's head.

"Yeah. I'm going now. I'm sure she'll fall for my charming, handsome, amazing face and personality. JUNG YUNHO SSI." Jaejoong mumbled as he stepped into the park.

Strolling towards the florist, he realised the shop's name fading.

"J...E... Something...'s Florist."

He read. "Hmm I wonder what's after the E..." Jaejoong muttered curiously.

After glancing about, jaejoong smiled to himself. "Coast is clear! Not crowded... Free from fans!" He laughed joyfully as he ran towards the florist.

As expected, the girl of his dreams was by the shelves, watering the flowers as she hummed a tune.

Jaejoong blinked a few times. "Isn't that... Isn't that DBSK's song?" He frowned. "I thought she doesn't know who I am? Am I that unrecognizable without my makeup?" Jaejoong gasped.

"Oh. It's you! ahjussi..." The girl bowed and greeted jaejoong when she noticed the man in a casual plain blue top and deep blue denim jeans. Jaejoong took the opportunity to amaze her.

"Ah..." Jaejoong flashed a dashing smile as he removed his sunglasses in style.

Clearing his throat he asked cooly, "yeah, you. Do you have that flower?"

The girl was taken aback. "What? What flower?"

"THAT flower." He pretended to be annoyed before coming up with a name.

"Zi-poo-pa-tee-mi-sun-hae..." Jaejoong nodded. "Yes that flower. Please can I have it?" He added.

The girl frowned.

Jaejoong chuckled to himself.

"Oh wow... Girl. You are such a lousy florist. I want that flower.

Zi-poo-pa-tee..." Jaejoong stopped. "Why did I create such a name.. Can't even remember it..." He thought anxiously to himself.

The girl frowned further. "Sorry sir, we dont have such a flower. oh yeah, Do not address me as 'girl' please. I have a name."

Jaejoong smirked. "Yeah! My plan is going on smoothly after all ..."

Jaejoong strutted in style towards the girl. He played with his sunglasses in his hand and flipped his fringe.

He then placed his hand against the shelf, looking right into her coal black eyes.

"What's your name then?" He questioned.

"Jean." The girl replied coldly. "Now what can I help you with? If there's nothing, please leave."

"Jean..." Jaejoong nodded. "So this is your florist? The shop's name outside is missing 2 letters? JEAN's Florist huh?"

Jean ignored him and she continued watering the flowers.

Jaejoong glanced around. "Nice place..." He smiled. "Oh yeah, you know who I am right? Why do you pretend not to know who I am?" Jaejoong turned to ask Jean.

However, Jean ignored him and hopped onto her bicycle. "I'm delivering some flowers. You can leave since you aren't interested in flowers."

Jaejoong laughed, "haha she has some character huh..."

Jaejoong scanned the florist. Upon noticing 2 doors at the back of the store, he walked towards them slowly. One door was blue and the other red.

"Haha! red? Cassiopeia?" He laughed and decided to open the red door.

*eeeeee*...

The hinges of the door squeaked. Very carefully and quietly, jaejoong pushed the door open.

"OH.

MY.

GOSH."

Jaejoong eyes widened. Unable to believe what he is seeing, he rubbed his eyes and shook his head violently.

The room was dark. There was just a bed and a desk. Many posters were pasted on every corner of the wall. There was hardly an empty spot left. Every poster was a DBSK poster. There was his own face, yunho's face, yoochun's, Junsu's and changmin's. Every poster was sprayed with red paint.

"DBSK SUCKS"

"UGLY GUYS"

"REVENGE"

"DIE."

Jaejoong was overwhelmed by shock, anger and before he knew it, he was fuming.

"DAMN IT. An anti-fan." He slammed the door hard. "How did I fall in love with an... anti-fan?!" Jaejoong shouted angrily and ran out of the store. Along the way, he kicked some flower pots and watering cans.

"No wonder you pretended not to know who I am." Jaejoong quickened his steps.

"Why do you have to lie?" Jaejoong started to run.

"You want revenge? You want revenge don't you? Wait till I hurt you." Jaejoong felt his face heating up and clenched his fist tightly.

"You liar."

He scowled.