"The only me you can love... is the rockstar," James repeated quietly, "... So if I can't... go back to being that, you'll never love me," he stated in a horribly blank voice, "But when I was that way, you couldn't love me either."

Yue was silent for a moment before punching James lightly in the side. "Log," she complained quietly. "I try to be symbolic, and you take me literally." She was silent a little longer before explaining, "I'll find a way; whoever you end up being. But this isn't you. We both know that... I... just want you to be happy... truly happy."

James was silent for a long moment before slowly turning and looking down at Yue. His gaze searched her eyes, "... Do you really mean that, Yue?" he asked quietly with a slight frown. He didn't appear to believe her.

Yue gripped James' arm even tighter, not looking like she'd ever let go. She was silent for a moment before whispering, "I... never thought anyone could love me like you do... So I'll do whatever it takes. I want nothing more than to love you like you love me."

James was silent for a very long time before he slowly turned and faced Yue. "If you truly mean that," he said quietly, "kiss me right now."

--

Rosen rolled his eyes a little, "You have to admit it's better than the Hawaiian shirt."

James could barely get the 'now' out before Yue put her arms around James' neck and her lips were on his just the way he liked.

--

After a pause, Long gave him that one and nodded a little.

James was a bit startled by her quickness but then slowly wrapped his arms around her lower back. He'd been craving her affection.

--

Rosen grinned, that was a start. "Okay, come pick out your own pants."

So Yue kissed James as long as he wanted.

--

Long sighed a little before going over to the pants and glancing them over. It took a long time, but in the end he chose the pair that matched the shirt the best.

Slowly James started kissing Yue back, hands coming up and running through her hair. There was a bit a old James in his kiss.

--

"Oh~" Rosen exclaimed, "You do have a good sense of style."

Yue recognized it and tried to draw a little more of it out.

--

Long didn't say anything as he went to the bathroom to change.

It worked for a little while, James shining through a little more before he suddenly pulled away. It seemed to exhaust him. "... sorry," he breathed.

--

By the time Long came out, all the clothes on the racks had disappeared into his drawers. Not folded of course. But Rosen was pleased with himself.

Yue didn't seem to mind as she rested her head on his chest.

--

Long didn't notice or didn't mention it. Likely the latter.

James gently wrapped his arms around her, resting his cheek on the top of her head. "You really believe we'll pull through this... don't you?" he whispered.

--

Rosen sat down on Long's bed again, "Why do you train so much?" he asked with a yawn.

Yue nodded a little.

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"... It's part of my job," he replied.

James nodded back slightly, "Alright... Then I'll give it my best shot too," he promised quietly.

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"But it's not your job anymore..." Rosen reminded him.

Yue leaned up and kissed James lightly on the lips before wrapping her arms around him in a hug.

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Long paused before shrugging.