All That Jazz

Epilogue

"Jongho, sweetpea, you were amazing!!"

Jongho, dabbing a towel on his neck and face that Yeosang had gave him when he came off the stage, smiled brightly when he heard Hongjoong approach him even before he saw him. When he looked up he could see The smaller boy, hair dyed dark blue – Wooyoung and him had spontaneously decided to dye their hair. Jongho couldn't run away fast enough too which was the reason why he was blonde now. Yeosang liked it though so it was fine with him. – and his left hand tightly clutched into the hand of his brother, who smirked at him as well. Next to them were Woosan. They had gave Wooyoung and San that ship name after the two couldn't be separated anymore. Since Jongho spent most of his time with Yeosang at his apartment, San had practically moved in with Wooyoung and they were so sweet together, Jongho believed he would get diabetes soon. Behind them were Yunho and Mingi, the older had one arm wrapped around Mingis waist but the younger freed him from his embrace to ran to Jongho to hug him tightly.

"Oh my god, hyung, don't hug me, I'm stinky and sweaty!", Jongho whined, trying to free himself from the taller male but Mingi's grip on him was tighter than grip his opponent had had on him.

He had just won his first tournament of the season, all his training finally paid off. He had trained more than anyone else in the team, his trainer pushing him over his limits more than once but in the end it all paid off. The hours he spent in the gym, the hours he couldn't see Yeosang or his friends and all the times Wooyoung and Hongjoong had whined at him that he didn't have time for them anymore. He had been more than stressed the last week before the competition but now that it was over he was also kinda sad that it was over. He loved Judo and he loved fighting but he was also happy that he finally got time for his loved ones again.

When Hongjoong reached him he wrapped his arms around him too besides Mingi and Jongho groaned. "When you stink too later don't blame me", he complained but wrapped his arms around the boys anyways. When he didn't get them off he could also just give them love too.

Yeosang giggled besides him and Jongho sticked his tongue out to him. Yeosang mimicked his action but smiled at him right after. Wooyoung patted his best friend on his back, grinning brightly, Seonghwa did the same. "I knew you would kick their ass! You trained too hard to not win", the art student yelled into his ear what made Jongho flinch. "God, Woo, don't scream at me, I hear you perfectly." Wooyoung giggled and went back to San to hug him around the waist. The latter gave Jongho a thumbs up before he turned his attention back to his boyfriend. Jongho rolled his eyes and smiled brightly.

After Jongho took a shower and changed into his normal clothes they decided to go to that taco place they all met together for the first time. Yeosang had grabbed his hand as soon as he left the changing room and on the whole way to the small restaurant. They all fell into comfortable chatter, already knowing each other for a longer time and being used to each other. He and Yeosang had already been together now for more than two months and it had been beautiful. They worked together perfectly. Yeosang never was upset when he had to stay late for training and Jongho had always tried to be a good boyfriend and help the older with his scripts even though he sucked at acting which was ironic because he played a role most of his life. They were happy and that was all that mattered to them. His friends were supporting them and even though people slowly started to find out that Jongho, in fact, wasn't as straight as they thought, they were too intimidated by the couple to talk about them, Yeosang being the star of the university and Jongho being one of the strongest guys on campus. Jongho had once caught a student in his class talking about them behind his back and lets just say: the poor boy knows better now. But Jongho would never actually hurt someone, he just knew his way with people like this.

Hongjoong and Seonghwa were happy together too. Of course they were, they were meant to be since the day they met. They had been all over each other since they had 'come out' as a couple to their friends. Hongjoong clung to the older more than ever and they were kissing every second they could. To be honest, Jongho was a bit annoyed from time to time but he loved the two of them too much to tell them to stop. He was happy that Seonghwa and Hongjoong finally had each other and weren't oblivious anymore that he couldn't bring himself to tell them to stop being so lovey dovey in front of him. And their new relationship didn't stop the younger one from coddling and showering Jongho with his love and Jongho still pretended sometimes that he didn't like it and that he should go hug his brother instead but if he is honest with himself he loves the small art student too and he did like to get his attention.

Yunho and Mingi were going as good as always. Jongho had always admired them for being the actual perfect couple. And even though they sometimes had arguments they always came around to apologize because they couldn't leave their hands off each other. They needed each other to exist, at least Jongho strongly believed in that. They depended on each other and cared for each other so much that Jongho almost felt envy for them.

Same could be said about San and Wooyoung. The two were all over each other, having hearts in their eyes since minute one. Wooyoung had found his personal muse in San, often watching him while he practiced in the dance studio. They also kept each other from falling apart. Every time San stayed too long in the studio, dancing and forgetting to eat or drink, or every time Wooyoung styed up to late worrying about a fashion show he hadn't prepared for yet, banging his head on his desk full of materials. They held each other and gave each other strength and Jongho was happy that his best friend had found someone he could relate on other than Jongho himself.

They settled down in a far corner of the restaurant, Jongho squeezed between Hongjoong and Yeosang. Seonghwa sat next to the small art student and the other four sat in front of them. They had already ordered and it got loud, Mingi, San and Hongjoong debating about the cheerleading choreography. San had helped them a bit and Mingi was more than sad that he didn't even get one flick-flack or flip in their new routine. Jongho didn't really listen to them. Not that he wasn't interested in his friends activities but he didn't want to interfere when the three of them were arguing. Yeosang was talking with Yunho about some lectures they were both visiting and Seonghwa was deep in his thoughts. That happened a lot lately now that he was a lot closer to graduate after he aced his finals.

Jongho fell into thoughts as well. He thought about how lucky he got with all those amazing people around them. He thought about his major. He had passed his exams but it wasn't as easy as it was for his brother. He thought about his scholarship. And he also thought about Yeosang, about how he came out to the younger and how Yeosang also came out to him.

Since Yeosang's panic attack they had worked out a way that worked for both of them. Since Yeosang had no problem with kissing they established something like a stop or safe word. Every time Yeosang didn't wanted to go any further, sometimes that was when they both had already lost their shirts and sometimes it was already after the first kiss, he tapped on Jongho's shoulder 2 times when he couldn't talk or said "pink banana". Jongho couldn't remember why they settled on that word but it worked for them and that was the most important. He never ever wanted Yeosang to feel as bad again as he did on that one evening. And when Yeosang said their safe word they would just settle in to cuddle. Yeosang sometimes felt bad for leaving Jongho blue-balled but he always made sure to reassure the older that it was fine and if he really couldn't handle it he could still excuse himself to the bathroom. But Jongho was fine with how their relationship worked, he wouldn't ask for something else.

When someone would have told Jongho a few months ago that he would now sit on a table in a medium priced taco place with his best friends, his boyfriend and his new friends, talking about everything and anything and holding hands openly with his boyfriend, he would have laughed and told them they are crazy but that was his reality now. His reality and the reality of his friends as well.

And he wouldn't change that reality for anything.