in which she pulls and, through it all, he understands     ambedo noun. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become

  Flour? Sugar? Check, check. Strawberries? Double check. Jaejoong mentally went through the ingredients one more time. Good, he thought with a satisfied smile. Everything was in order. “Alright!” he said to no one in particular, rolling up his sleeves. His long black hair was pulled back in a small ponytail and the shadowy bangs hung behind his ears like c

“A wish of gold is like fire; burns strong but doesn’t always last. But a wish of silver is like water; cool, but ever-flowing. A true promise is the union of a heart of the strongest gold and the wish of the purest silver” ~Anonymous   Jaejoong and Yunho had always been close, long before their band came into being. No, 'close' wasn't what was between them. But there is a distance between them that had widened until it was a gaping abyss. Can Jaejoong cross it?