Changmin is fairly bouncing on his bed as he sends the last reply to... Changmin, the curiosity about what the other could of gotten him growing with each second. He was surprised the other had gotten him something especially with how long it had taken him to convince his self to get Changmin something. And, though it was probably extremely narcissistic to think so, hanging out with his other self was fun.

Someone knock me out. Please. =-=

Changmin hurried to the closet, his designated hiding spot that was apparently now the hiding spot. He didn't like admitting it but Jaejoong had him worried, wondering what could be bothering the older man that much or if it was nothing and he was overreacting. Once he reached the closet he paused, unsure if Jaejoong was inside yet or not. He knocked softly, hissing a soft 'psssssst' to see if Jaejoong was in yet, hoping so as it would look rather awkward with him pressed against the door otherwise.

I wonder if it'd be harder giving up everything to make another person happy or make them give up everything to make yourself happy.

Hm. Just did a quiz. Not sure what to think about what it said.

( Hide away~ )

Changmin shuts his laptop and stretches before he starts to make his way to Jaejoong's room. Their entire conversation had left him flailing and hugging Honey against him. Unfortunately the dog didn't have arms to hug back so it wasn't quite the same and he was happy Jaejoong had demanded one. Stopping outside Jaejoong's door he knocks quickly, sharp rat-a-tat-tats as he bounces on the balls of his feet impatiently.

Changmin refills the ice cream bowl slowly, not a lot but just enough so it doesn't look so... diminished. Plus Jaejoong wasn't likely to eat much so he just had to make it pretty again. Once the whipped cream is finished- in a small layer this time- Changmin moves to the table and takes a seat, waiting for Jaejoong to arrive.

Changmin tightens the blankets around his waist a little more as he finishes the last message to Yoochun and tugs his ice cream concoction a little closer. He takes a careful bite and licks off the spoon so he can twirl it idly, watching the light reflect off the metal. It wasn't the smartest idea eating ice cream in the cold October evening, especially after just getting over his illness, but even geniuses had their moments.

Sick. Hurt. Dying. Where's Honey ;_;?

Changmin spends the morning watching the clock, trying to will time to pass just a little faster so he and Jaejoong can just go already. He fairly runs to the front door when he finally hears the doorbell, almost colliding into three walls along the way. Its the tour guide and after a few minutes of arm waving and mangled English Changmin finally gets him to understand to wait outside and they'll be on their way. "JAEJOONG! IT'S TIME TO GO!" He yells out as he grabs his sandles and waits at the front door impatiently.

Changmin sends his last reply and grabs a pair of shorts to throw on, one of the many mysterious pairs of which he isn't sure where they came from. He contemplates a shirt for all of two seconds before deciding against it, figuring they were on the beach and it was hot out. Resisting the urge to grab part of his 'survival pack' as he calls it he hurries to the front door, almost running he was going so fast. "Yoochun! Hurry up," He calls out and hopes the wrong one doesn't hear.

Puffing his cheeks out as he sends one last reply Changmin closes his laptop and picks up Honey from his lap, holding her up in front of his face. "Think I could take you and distract him?" He asks seriously and frowns when she whines and barks at him. "Thats not being cowardly its called tactical diversion." Deciding Honey would probably side with Jaejoong and therefore betray him he quickly tucks her into her kennel and slowly begins to make his way to Jaejoong's room. When he finally reaches it he shuffles back and forth for a few times before deciding waiting for Jaejoong to magically open the door and see him could take a while. "Package delivery for one Kim Jaejoong. A giant hug care of Shim Changmin," He calls out as he knocks on the door.

With a frustrated sigh Changmin shuts off his game and tosses it to the side, too annoyed to keep playing longer. Who knew a simple little form of entertainment could be so addicting and infuriating at the same time? He contemplates rolling over for a nap but Yoochun is expecting him and he'll feel guilty if he keeps the other man waiting too long. Rolling out of bed he heads for the balcony, taking his time just to be a bug until he finds the balcony. "Hyung?" He calls as he peeks outside.