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YOOCHUN’S POV
I went back to my room as soon as Jae told me that he lost his cellphone. Dammit! Why of all things does it have to be his cellphone? I would rather lose mine or any of the other members. I hope Jaejoong accidentally left his cellphone in my room. I looked on my side table, not here. I opened the drawers, nope! Still not here. I kneeled down and looked under my bed, still not here. I lifted the cushion, no! still not here. I went to my closet, nope! Not even here. Damn! Damn! Damn! Those shameful photos he took of me. Gahd! I won’t be able to face my fans if they saw me in my underwear! i’ll be a laughing stock! I mean, who wouldn’t laugh if they saw their ‘Ideal Guy’ wearing a Pikachu printed boxers? If I had known that this would happen, I would’ve deleted those photos or even reformat his cellphone before! Damn, Jaejoong, you careless bastard. I better find his cellphone fast! Or else I’ll be doomed.
AUTHOR’S POV
All hell broke loose as the DBSK members ransacked their own dorm. Every one of them ran around the dorm with pace as fast as light, grabbing and throwing everything that comes in their path. They would even bump into each other and not mind the pain when they fall on the ground. They would even look over to places where they have looked already before. Each of them wore a determined look expressly implying: “I need to find that damn phone!”
After making the whole place looked like a hurricane just passed, each of them grew tired and went to the previously called living room. Yunho picked the rubber ducky lying on the couch first before finally settling himself and slump his body. Junsu followed Yunho and sat beside him. Followed by Jaejoong, then Changmin, and finally, Yoochun. They all fitted themselves on the couch.
Their crest-fallen face would tell you that their lives are ending. All of them sat down with their heads bowed down dejected.
“Yoochun, can I borrow your phone?” Jaejoong asked as he reached out his hand with head still bent down.
“Yeah, sure.” Yoochun said as he gave his cellphone without even looking at him.
Jae searched for Yoochun’s contacts and called.
JAEJOONG’S POV
“Yoboseyo? Kim Hyun Joong?” I said.
“Yoochun? What’s wrong?” he sleepily replied.
“No. It’s Jaejoong. Have you seen my phone?” I asked straight away panic in my voice.
“No, I haven’t. Why? And why are you asking me?”
“My phone is missing. I can’t find it. I ‘m just hoping that you could’ve seen it when went drinking.” I said as I rake my fingers through my hair.
“Oh! Your phone’s missing.” He said, then immediately shouted. “Wait, what? You lost it?” I didn’t speak. And that means yes.
“Damn, Jaejoong! Why of all things did you lose your phone? You know how many CONFIDENTIAL photos are stored in there!” he shouted in the other line. I think I’m going to be deaf.
“I know! That’s why I’m asking you if you have by chance saw it!” I answered back.
“Maybe you have just misplaced it. Search your dorm.”
“We’ve already searched everywhere, even in the rat holes. Our dorm is already a total mess.”
“Gahd, Jae. Why are you so careless? It’s really embarrassing if those photos will go on public! I would lose my fans!”
