YunJae-Nothing Lasts Forever
Title: Nothing Lasts forever
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-16
Genre: Fiction, Thriller
A/N:
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You saw as he brought them in, one after the other, tied them up to poles, played with them, touched them, tortured them.
And you wondered why he never hit you.
As though deliberate, he would make you watch, then he would watch you. Watch as your eyes turned big, watched as you cried out “Stop! No… Please…” Then he would take them away from you, and you would hear them scream. Then they would stop. And you would never hear from them again.
And you wondered why he never killed you.
He would keep them locked in the basement for days without food, without water, such that when they cried out for mercy, their voices would be raspy and without hope.
And you wondered why he fed you and gave you a warm bed.
He would sing to you, softly, caress your cheeks and whisper sweet nothings till you fell asleep each night, wipe your tears of fear before they stained your pillow.
And you wondered when this would end.
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“You know how much I love you Yunho, don't you?”
And you would keep silent, in fear, that you would be one of the victims.
“I love you so much that I could die.” And he would touch your cheek and hum a song that you love.
But he never touches you, save for the nights where you are bound to the bed post, naked and in his arms, and you cry yourself to sleep, telling yourself that it is lucky that he loves you, lucky that he touches you like that. But sometimes you just wish you were dead.
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Every time when he touches you, you become hard against your will, crying, because you don't want to want him inside you, because you don’t understand what he has done to you to make you want him when you don’t want him.
And when you finally come for the first time, you feel his triumph wash over you like a flood.
And you cry more than ever because that’s all you can do.
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It has been maybe three weeks already but you don't know for sure because you can’t ever see daylight. You count it by the number of days that he lies next to you, assuming that they are nights; the number of times he feeds you.
And you want to leave so bad you want to die.
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“Happy Birthday Yunho!”
You have not realized that time had already past so fast and you are a year older. You don’t remember the last time you’ve celebrated your birthday, except that the last time, you had many people around you.
However now, despite that single person, a small voice tells you that it is okay, that his presence is all that matters.
Unknowingly, you are happy with the present, fingering the edges and joy grips you as you try to guess what’s inside.
“Go on, Yunho, open it.” And he smiles, lips showing his tiny white teeth ever so slightly.
A sudden child bursts forth from inside you and you rip open the paper, excited. The box inside is blue with an Addidas logo on it.
Your heart leaps with happiness as it is what you’ve wanted, ever since you flipped through those magazines.
“I saw that you really wanted these. I hope that you like it.”
And he pulls off your shoes and slips on the new pair, bright and new and stiff and you feel like you can dance again. Dance.
And you remember why he has brought you here.
“Jaejoong, you’re never going to let me go are you.”
Taken you away.
“No. I love you too much.”
And he walks away silently, leaving you surrounded by your single present. Leaving you, alone and empty for the first time.
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You count another week passing and he does not bring any one back anymore. In fact, he has not come back for a week.
And you start to worry.
It’s not the food problem cause you have enough in your own cupboard. It is the fact that he is gone. The fact that you have not felt him lie next to you for a week. The fact that he has not touched you. The fact that maybe it was you that chased him away. Maybe, it was your hurtful words that caused him to disappear.
You try to bang the door open with your fists but you can’t. You try to break open the window but it is nailed shut. And you try and try until your fingers and fists are bloodied and sore, but you still try. So that you can get him back where you want him because you are afraid that he has forgotten you.
And you continue.
“Yunho! Stop, what are you doing!”
And you think that it is a dream, so you continue.
You hear the key turn in the locks and hear the doorknob turn open but you still bang, because you think it is a dream.
Then you fall into his arms again, because that is where you belong.
“Jaejoong?”
“Oh god Yunho, what’s happened to you?”
He picks you up and puts you on your bed, and rests your head on his lap. He combs your tear stained bangs, and licks the drying blood on your knuckles. You become limp in his grasp, not like you used to when he showed you this much care.
You slip your arm around his waist, “I thought you were going to leave me.”
You wait for an answer in apprehension, squeezing your fists tighter that more blood oozes out. The silence is the most uncomfortable that you have had with him, and you want him to stay.
“Don’t you want me to leave?”
Your reply comes almost immediately, because now you live by instinct and not reason. You live by the fact that he will be there for you, every day when you wake up, that he will give you everything you need and more and you cannot imagine a life without that.
“No. Don’t leave me ever.”
And you hear his breath stop, as though he was clinging to that thought. You tighten your hands around his waist to assure him that you love him too.
“I love you Jung Yunho.” And he pulls you in for a kiss, this time, hesitantly but sincerely and waits for you.
And you kiss him back because now, you love him too.
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-16
Genre: Fiction, Thriller
A/N:
- I was watching one of my old movies, Die Hard and they referred to the Helsinki’s syndrome which I found interesting and I looked it up, It was a reference to the Stockholm’s Syndrome, a term used to describe a paradoxical psychological phenomenon wherein hostages have positive feelings towards their captors that appear irrational in light of the danger or risk endured by the victims, essentially mistaking a lack of abuse from their captors as an act of kindness… the victims became emotionally attached to their captors, and even defended them …When subjected to prolonged captivity, these captives can develop a strong bond with their captors, in some cases including a sexual interest.
- Second person POV
- I guess I titled this Nothing Lasts forever, not because it was the title of the book that Die Hard was written after but also because of the DongBang incident that really killed me
- I just can't believe Dongbang is gone just like that. Miss them already ☹
- I guess I haven’t been able to bring myself to write this pairing for the longest time that when I actually do, the story become angsty-so sorry about that.
- P.S. I’m sorry I stopped writing >< CoffeeBeans after the incident i just couldnttt
- Anyway, please Enjoy^^
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You saw as he brought them in, one after the other, tied them up to poles, played with them, touched them, tortured them.
And you wondered why he never hit you.
As though deliberate, he would make you watch, then he would watch you. Watch as your eyes turned big, watched as you cried out “Stop! No… Please…” Then he would take them away from you, and you would hear them scream. Then they would stop. And you would never hear from them again.
And you wondered why he never killed you.
He would keep them locked in the basement for days without food, without water, such that when they cried out for mercy, their voices would be raspy and without hope.
And you wondered why he fed you and gave you a warm bed.
He would sing to you, softly, caress your cheeks and whisper sweet nothings till you fell asleep each night, wipe your tears of fear before they stained your pillow.
And you wondered when this would end.
===
“You know how much I love you Yunho, don't you?”
And you would keep silent, in fear, that you would be one of the victims.
“I love you so much that I could die.” And he would touch your cheek and hum a song that you love.
But he never touches you, save for the nights where you are bound to the bed post, naked and in his arms, and you cry yourself to sleep, telling yourself that it is lucky that he loves you, lucky that he touches you like that. But sometimes you just wish you were dead.
===
Every time when he touches you, you become hard against your will, crying, because you don't want to want him inside you, because you don’t understand what he has done to you to make you want him when you don’t want him.
And when you finally come for the first time, you feel his triumph wash over you like a flood.
And you cry more than ever because that’s all you can do.
===
It has been maybe three weeks already but you don't know for sure because you can’t ever see daylight. You count it by the number of days that he lies next to you, assuming that they are nights; the number of times he feeds you.
And you want to leave so bad you want to die.
===
“Happy Birthday Yunho!”
You have not realized that time had already past so fast and you are a year older. You don’t remember the last time you’ve celebrated your birthday, except that the last time, you had many people around you.
However now, despite that single person, a small voice tells you that it is okay, that his presence is all that matters.
Unknowingly, you are happy with the present, fingering the edges and joy grips you as you try to guess what’s inside.
“Go on, Yunho, open it.” And he smiles, lips showing his tiny white teeth ever so slightly.
A sudden child bursts forth from inside you and you rip open the paper, excited. The box inside is blue with an Addidas logo on it.
Your heart leaps with happiness as it is what you’ve wanted, ever since you flipped through those magazines.
“I saw that you really wanted these. I hope that you like it.”
And he pulls off your shoes and slips on the new pair, bright and new and stiff and you feel like you can dance again. Dance.
And you remember why he has brought you here.
“Jaejoong, you’re never going to let me go are you.”
Taken you away.
“No. I love you too much.”
And he walks away silently, leaving you surrounded by your single present. Leaving you, alone and empty for the first time.
====
You count another week passing and he does not bring any one back anymore. In fact, he has not come back for a week.
And you start to worry.
It’s not the food problem cause you have enough in your own cupboard. It is the fact that he is gone. The fact that you have not felt him lie next to you for a week. The fact that he has not touched you. The fact that maybe it was you that chased him away. Maybe, it was your hurtful words that caused him to disappear.
You try to bang the door open with your fists but you can’t. You try to break open the window but it is nailed shut. And you try and try until your fingers and fists are bloodied and sore, but you still try. So that you can get him back where you want him because you are afraid that he has forgotten you.
And you continue.
“Yunho! Stop, what are you doing!”
And you think that it is a dream, so you continue.
You hear the key turn in the locks and hear the doorknob turn open but you still bang, because you think it is a dream.
Then you fall into his arms again, because that is where you belong.
“Jaejoong?”
“Oh god Yunho, what’s happened to you?”
He picks you up and puts you on your bed, and rests your head on his lap. He combs your tear stained bangs, and licks the drying blood on your knuckles. You become limp in his grasp, not like you used to when he showed you this much care.
You slip your arm around his waist, “I thought you were going to leave me.”
You wait for an answer in apprehension, squeezing your fists tighter that more blood oozes out. The silence is the most uncomfortable that you have had with him, and you want him to stay.
“Don’t you want me to leave?”
Your reply comes almost immediately, because now you live by instinct and not reason. You live by the fact that he will be there for you, every day when you wake up, that he will give you everything you need and more and you cannot imagine a life without that.
“No. Don’t leave me ever.”
And you hear his breath stop, as though he was clinging to that thought. You tighten your hands around his waist to assure him that you love him too.
“I love you Jung Yunho.” And he pulls you in for a kiss, this time, hesitantly but sincerely and waits for you.
And you kiss him back because now, you love him too.