.:Chapter 4: 'Proper' Introductions:.

I, honestly speaking, have never felt so irritated and confused before. Irritated because my supposedly-savior-of-a-cousin, Yoochun, decided to bail out on me just when I needed him and left my room with a chuckle and an amused, "I'll come by later hyung!" before heading for work. That idiot. He had left me with a loud mouthed stranger named...what was his name again?

With the constant bickering right next to my ear, I couldn't help but feel as if I was at some sort of carnival instead of a hospital room. What ever happened to my solemny silent room that I've been forced to call home for the past...months? Really now, how dare this person barge through without a care. Despite the constant bickering and the incoherent stream of words tumbling down the others mouth, I couldn't bring myself to give shot him a threatening glare accompanied with sharp words that I usually bark out with ease. I blindly tilted my head to the direction where his voice was booming from. In a split second, Jaejoong's voice stopped abruptly followed by an awkard silence that hung over us. I was expecting my ears to welcome the silence but, to my surprise, my hearing longed for that irritatingly warm voice of his...

"Oh, I'm sorry," Jaejoong says obliviously, "Was I babbling?"

I couldn't help but let a smile graze across my face, how long has it been since I let my muscles curve the way they do when they smile. How long? Somehow, I felt a shift in Jaejoong's mood again; warmer and more happier. Was he smilling?

"Yeah," I replied. "A little bit."

Jaejoong laughed, "Really!? Just a little!? Oh wow, that's a new record for me.."

I didn't reply back to what he said. Partially because I didn't know what he was saying talking about and also beacuase I didn't feel like talking to a, well, stranger.

"You see, I tend to ramble on and on and confuse anyone that I talk to. My pronounciation also tends to get all spazzy when I talk quickly - but really, I don't think anyone can pronounce things perfectly when they're talking fast. Don't you think so too? How about you? What do you do? Do you ramble on too? Or are you the not talking type and gives people shrugs and evil glances here and then? Honestly, I can't blame those people, they must hate life really -"

I growled, stopping the other's rant midsentence.

"First of all, I don't know you so who are you? Second, what are you doing in my room? Third," I coldly said, turning my blind gaze on him to a frown. "Why, please tell, are you telling me all these things?"

A pause.

Then a laugh. He laughed. Laughed as if my questions did not mean anything and that my cold tone did not scare his guts at all. Did he not know who I was? 

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm guessing you weren't paying attention when I introduced myself - "

The nerve of this guy...

"I'm Kim Jaejoong. You can call me anything you want, Jae, Joongie, Jaejoongie, or hell, even BooJae if you want to." He said, laughing after his statement. "I'm telling you these things because we'll be spending our time together more often - "

I growled once more.

" - Don't kill me just yet. I don't want to die on my first day of work, that'd just bomb my currently-perfect resume." He laughs once more. "I'm in your room because your cousin, Yoochun-ah, called me in....obviously. Really now, shouldn't you know this by now? - "

My god. This guy was unbelievable...

The ugly sound of the chair's feet scraping against the floor filled the room, clawing at my eardrum painfully. I flinched and sighed loudly, he must've noticed it for I immediately felt his form leaning over me and a hand reached out to my arm.

"Are you okay? Does anything hurt?"

I growled....again. Is it just me or is this my 'growling' day?

"I'm fine - "

"Oh okay," A sigh of relief. "That's good, that's good..."

"Can we just get things straight?" I replied out of topic but straight to the point.

I felt him blinked and tilt his head to the side.

"Don't act too close and friendly me for I don't know you Aand no offence but I really am not interested in knowing you much better. If you're here because Yoochun hired you to be my personal nurse or just my company, I advise you to get out of my way and not do anything to bother me, which is basically anything irritating." I said coldly. 

He didn't reply and remained silent instead. A good choice in my opinion...

"First, I don't like anything loud. Second, don't ever call me by my name, Sir would be much appreciated and lastly," I raised my other hand up and peeled his hand off of my other arm. "I don't like any type of physical contact."

Pause.

"Are we clear?"

A sigh and a hesitant and much quieter chuckle, "Sorry about that, I'll try my hardest to not do any of those things. And yes, we're clear."

I could definitely sense a shift in his mood and aura. Maybe my words have impacted him more than I intended them to. I shook my head and mentally scowled myself. Since when did I started caring about other people's feelings?

I felt him move away from me and walk his towards the door, opening it to leave. The moan of the door float its way across the room and reached his ears. Maybe I really did hurt him...

"You know, I think you should smile more," Jaejoong says, that happy tone evident in his voice once more. "Yunho."

And with that, he closed the door, just missing a pillow flung at his direction.

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