Vampirium --02
Title: Vampirium
Chapters: ?
Genre: Angst, Drama, Thriller, Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Jaewook/Changmin
Summary:
Eternal beauty was something, Bleau, a bio-chem firm, tried to achieve. In the midst of a ground breaking experiment, two of their patients, Junsu and Yunho, fled.
With the experimental virus in the blood, anything could go wrong and Bleau wasn't taking any risk. They sent two security personnel, Jaejoong and Yoochun, to track them down. With the rule of thumb, execution when necessary.
Despite the danger of the Vampirium virus carried in their blood, nothing could stop them from drowning in a steamy affair. Neither realized that another pair from a rival group was tracking the missing patients and they are not going back empty handed. Fighting a fierce attraction of their own, Changmin and Jaewook, tried to push that aside and carry out their job. But when loyalty and morality collides, neither were prepared to take sides.
These six men met through the power of destiny. And they either work together to live or die running.
A/N: New chp!
Vampirium
Win it. Or die running.
| Prologue | 01 |
| || | Chapter 02 | || |
The low rumble and a flash of light in the night sky told him that it was going to rain. It had been a long time since the last time he was on the streets enjoying life. Yes, he’d been trapped in that freaky white lab for almost all of his five years after he’d graduated from high school. Things have changed, some for the better and some for the worse.
Junsu jiggled the coin change in his pocket. The other hand swung the plastic bag slightly. Dressed in black skinny jeans, sleeveless white tee beneath his V-cut gray sweater, Junsu blend in well. No one would suspect him to be that bubble butt boy in white hospital robe “hospitalised” at Bleau’s prism of a building.
A low humming of the wind caused him to shiver slightly despite the sweater he was wearing. That reminded him that he’d left Yunho all naked, and vulnerable, maybe. He quickened his steps as he jogged across a junction.
***
Yunho stayed behind the dark shadow that would guarantee him safety if he kept quiet. But nothing seemed to stop his teeth from chattering violently. He rubbed his arms and thighs in hopes to warm up even for a bit. Junsu had been gone for almost an hour, and the alley was getting creepier by the minute. Homeless men have walked past him, but fortunately, he wasn’t discovered.
He bumped his head slightly on the cold bricked wall. It was going to rain. He could smell it. A stray cat strutted past him, sniffing the small hole on the lower right of the wall. How long has it been?
“Hey, I’m back. Sorry that I’m late.” Junsu came into view dressed more hip. Gone were the clothes of that drunken man’s, in with clothes that made Yunho thought how gorgeous this man was.
“It’s ok.” Yunho took the pile of clothes from him and started getting dressed. “If they’d let us wear something while in that glass capsule, I wouldn’t be freezing here.”
“Yeah, I hope they fit you.” Junsu helped him into his own turtle-neck sweater that fit nicely over his plain gray t-shirt.
Yunho tucked his cock in dark navy jeans and zipped up. “Either you have a good eye for sizes, or you’re just lucky these are my size.”
Junsu grinned. “How about both? I hope you don’t mind that I couldn’t get any underwear that doesn’t sell in a boxed pack.”
“If that’s the case we need to buy two... because I don’t think your butt could fit inside my underwear.” Yunho smirked, gazing at Junsu’s butt perking up as he stretched his legs.
“Shut up.” Junsu entwined his fingers and stretched them up, as high as he possibly could. He knew full well that the garment he’d worn rose slightly, showing a bit of skin just above the band of his jeans, and the curve of his butt.
“Like what you see, mister?” Junsu purred.
“Oh yeah, I wonder who’s the lucky guy who’d shag you senseless.” Yunho whispered. “So, now what are we going to do?”
Junsu held the plastic bag up. “First, I’ll have to return this to that man.” He pointed towards his back. “His change and a note of thanks.”
“What are you going to say? Thanks sir for your kind help?” Yunho followed Junsu’s direction. They stopped right before the sleeping drunk.
“How did you know?” Junsu pulled up the man, and started to dress him.
The man was slightly heavy but they managed with ease. They made sure he looked just like how he looked before Junsu borrowed his clothes. Junsu pulled a note from his back pocket and slip it the man’s pockets.
“God bless.” Yunho mumbled.
“Let’s go-“
“Somewhere far...”
Junsu shoved both hands into the pockets of his sweater, that was centred somewhere around his front. “And we need money.”
“I can paint. I’m good at it, if I can say so myself.” They walked side by side on the sidewalk. There were only a few cars at this part of the city. Thank god.
“Oh? That sounds good. But we can’t do anything ‘high profile’ jobs. I have a feeling they’re looking for us some time soon.”
“Yeah, they will. But first, let’s go somewhere far from here, not too far though; because once they start to search for us, they’ll assume we have gone out of this city.”
“Are you sure?” Junsu looked over at his friend. When Yunho nodded, Junsu shrugged. “If you say so...”
“I love this city but just not that building.” Yunho muttered under his breath.
“Me too.” Junsu stopped, and stared at the starless sky.
***
“What a wonderful day to begin with.” Changmin stirred his coffee, staring out of the floor to ceiling window that separated him from the sidewalk.
“Yes, to a certain extent. I’d rather snuggle between the sheets with someone warm though.” Jaewook gave Changmin a goofy grin.
Changmin rolled his eyes. He picked up his fork and spread butter over his pancakes. The golden syrup made the pancake taste sweet though honey would be better for those health conscious people. Too bad, he wasn’t one of them.
“I hate how you could eat so much and not grow fat.” Jaewook pierced his chicken ham and savoured the succulent juices melting over his tongue. He felt a dribble of juice at the corner of his lips and deliberately licked it. Changmin was looking at him, alright. He wasn’t sure if it was the attraction like the way he felt. But, a guy’s got to try.
Changmin tore his gaze away from Jaewook’s lips and looked at his pancakes instead. He could feel his semi-erect cock stirring to life. Shit. He didn’t need this.
“You don’t look fat.” Changmin mumbled, trying his best to hide his arousal.
“I know. Have you seen my butt? It’s so fat!” Jaewook flipped a stray strand of his raven hair behind his ear. “But still, nothing could stop me from eating.”
Changmin opted not to answer. He was afraid he might say the wrong thing. He’d seen Jaewook’s arse, a fine one too. Taut and sexy in white snug briefs which he paraded around their shared apartment without any care. Changmin stared and wondered what it felt like under his touch, kneading-
“Changmin, I’m asking you, aren’t you going to call that twink?” Jaewook grinned. “He’s cute.”
“Then why don’t you go out with him?” Changmin shoved another mouthful of pancakes. “Since you think he’s cute.”
“Well, I don’t want to. I think he adores you.”
“I don’t.”
“How come?” The entrance door swung open.
“Shit. It’s him.” Changmin scrambled for his newspaper sitting on the empty space of the cushion chair. “Shit. He’s coming our way.”
Changmin stared at the words, just for the sake of it, when all he wanted was to savour his pancakes. But that naturally redheaded twink, still in his high school uniform, hopped over once his eyes settled on Jaewook.
“Hey, Jaewook. Have you seen Min-kun?” Brad Ito stopped at the edge of their table. Jaewook looked into those deep-green eyes despite its Asian-looking shape. He had a lovely milky complexion. He had a slight build, and a cute butt. Those red lips pouted when Jaewook shook his head.
“Ok, who’re you having breakfast with? Your boyfriend?” Brad leaned forward. His six foot tall frame tried to peek at who’s behind the newspaper.
Jaewook tugged on Brad’s arm. “Don’t disturb him. My friend’s got a nasty temper if someone bothers his reading time.”
“Oh really? I’m so sorry, mister.” Brad bowed slightly. “Oh, my friends are here. Talk to you later.”
Jaewook smiled. Brad gave him a quick peck on his lips and hopped away.
“He kissed you?” Changmin asked. He pushed the newspaper enough to see Jaewook’s face. God, he felt his inside burn slightly of... of what?
“So? It’s not like you’re gay.” Jaewook drew his eyebrows together. “Are you ok?”
Yeah right. He wasn’t gay.
“Of course I’m not, do I have to remind you?”
“Thank god. I thought you turned gay or something.” Jaewook laughed though he felt his hope crushed inside.
“Don’t think so.” Changmin laughed bitterly... at himself. He was attracted to Jaewook, but that would be contradicting his words.
***
Jaejoong swung his leg over the bar stool and leaned on his elbows. He watched Yoochun picked a glass and poured what looked like orange juice. The pale blue towel wrapped around his hips and reached just above his knees. Beads of water, remants from a shower rolled over his strong back.
“I’m sorry.” Jaejoong muttered. “I hate myself for pouring my heart out like that.”
“Why should you be sorry? I’m your friend. And that prick deserves to get kick on his ass.” Yoochun leaned against the closed door of his refrigerator. “Don’t you want to shower?”
“Nah, I already did. Unless you want to give me a blowjob, I won’t mind.” Jaejoong licked his lower lip.
Yoochun chuckled. “Give me a break, sexy. We’ve got work to do. You should take a shower. You stink like a foul fish after running around looking for that Ray’s nephew.”
“Cute as hell too.” Jaejoong jumped of the stool and walked over to stand in front of Yoochun. Their eyes met. If any one of them moved, they’d touch.
“I’m going to shower, and I need a towel. Mind if I take this one?” Jaejoong tugged on the knot that held up the towel against Yoochun’s hips.
“Sure, if you don’t mind seeing me naked.” Yoochun laughed when Jaejoong pulled the towel free and slung it over his shoulder.
“Oh, need help?” Jaejoong eyes danced over the erection that Yoochun was pumping.
“No thanks. But I love you for the offer.” Yoochun kissed his cheeks. “I got to dress before I change my mind and ruin us.”
“Ok, fix me coffee later ok?” Jaejoong said over his shoulder and went into the bathroom. Nothing beats a hot coffee with a best friend to share his misery with.
To be continued...
A/N: I hope you liked this. I'm off to continue my revision >< Sorry if there's mistakes -_-;
Chapters: ?
Genre: Angst, Drama, Thriller, Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae, Jaewook/Changmin
Summary:
Eternal beauty was something, Bleau, a bio-chem firm, tried to achieve. In the midst of a ground breaking experiment, two of their patients, Junsu and Yunho, fled.
With the experimental virus in the blood, anything could go wrong and Bleau wasn't taking any risk. They sent two security personnel, Jaejoong and Yoochun, to track them down. With the rule of thumb, execution when necessary.
Despite the danger of the Vampirium virus carried in their blood, nothing could stop them from drowning in a steamy affair. Neither realized that another pair from a rival group was tracking the missing patients and they are not going back empty handed. Fighting a fierce attraction of their own, Changmin and Jaewook, tried to push that aside and carry out their job. But when loyalty and morality collides, neither were prepared to take sides.
These six men met through the power of destiny. And they either work together to live or die running.
A/N: New chp!
Vampirium
Win it. Or die running.
| Prologue | 01 |
| || | Chapter 02 | || |
The low rumble and a flash of light in the night sky told him that it was going to rain. It had been a long time since the last time he was on the streets enjoying life. Yes, he’d been trapped in that freaky white lab for almost all of his five years after he’d graduated from high school. Things have changed, some for the better and some for the worse.
Junsu jiggled the coin change in his pocket. The other hand swung the plastic bag slightly. Dressed in black skinny jeans, sleeveless white tee beneath his V-cut gray sweater, Junsu blend in well. No one would suspect him to be that bubble butt boy in white hospital robe “hospitalised” at Bleau’s prism of a building.
A low humming of the wind caused him to shiver slightly despite the sweater he was wearing. That reminded him that he’d left Yunho all naked, and vulnerable, maybe. He quickened his steps as he jogged across a junction.
***
Yunho stayed behind the dark shadow that would guarantee him safety if he kept quiet. But nothing seemed to stop his teeth from chattering violently. He rubbed his arms and thighs in hopes to warm up even for a bit. Junsu had been gone for almost an hour, and the alley was getting creepier by the minute. Homeless men have walked past him, but fortunately, he wasn’t discovered.
He bumped his head slightly on the cold bricked wall. It was going to rain. He could smell it. A stray cat strutted past him, sniffing the small hole on the lower right of the wall. How long has it been?
“Hey, I’m back. Sorry that I’m late.” Junsu came into view dressed more hip. Gone were the clothes of that drunken man’s, in with clothes that made Yunho thought how gorgeous this man was.
“It’s ok.” Yunho took the pile of clothes from him and started getting dressed. “If they’d let us wear something while in that glass capsule, I wouldn’t be freezing here.”
“Yeah, I hope they fit you.” Junsu helped him into his own turtle-neck sweater that fit nicely over his plain gray t-shirt.
Yunho tucked his cock in dark navy jeans and zipped up. “Either you have a good eye for sizes, or you’re just lucky these are my size.”
Junsu grinned. “How about both? I hope you don’t mind that I couldn’t get any underwear that doesn’t sell in a boxed pack.”
“If that’s the case we need to buy two... because I don’t think your butt could fit inside my underwear.” Yunho smirked, gazing at Junsu’s butt perking up as he stretched his legs.
“Shut up.” Junsu entwined his fingers and stretched them up, as high as he possibly could. He knew full well that the garment he’d worn rose slightly, showing a bit of skin just above the band of his jeans, and the curve of his butt.
“Like what you see, mister?” Junsu purred.
“Oh yeah, I wonder who’s the lucky guy who’d shag you senseless.” Yunho whispered. “So, now what are we going to do?”
Junsu held the plastic bag up. “First, I’ll have to return this to that man.” He pointed towards his back. “His change and a note of thanks.”
“What are you going to say? Thanks sir for your kind help?” Yunho followed Junsu’s direction. They stopped right before the sleeping drunk.
“How did you know?” Junsu pulled up the man, and started to dress him.
The man was slightly heavy but they managed with ease. They made sure he looked just like how he looked before Junsu borrowed his clothes. Junsu pulled a note from his back pocket and slip it the man’s pockets.
“God bless.” Yunho mumbled.
“Let’s go-“
“Somewhere far...”
Junsu shoved both hands into the pockets of his sweater, that was centred somewhere around his front. “And we need money.”
“I can paint. I’m good at it, if I can say so myself.” They walked side by side on the sidewalk. There were only a few cars at this part of the city. Thank god.
“Oh? That sounds good. But we can’t do anything ‘high profile’ jobs. I have a feeling they’re looking for us some time soon.”
“Yeah, they will. But first, let’s go somewhere far from here, not too far though; because once they start to search for us, they’ll assume we have gone out of this city.”
“Are you sure?” Junsu looked over at his friend. When Yunho nodded, Junsu shrugged. “If you say so...”
“I love this city but just not that building.” Yunho muttered under his breath.
“Me too.” Junsu stopped, and stared at the starless sky.
***
“What a wonderful day to begin with.” Changmin stirred his coffee, staring out of the floor to ceiling window that separated him from the sidewalk.
“Yes, to a certain extent. I’d rather snuggle between the sheets with someone warm though.” Jaewook gave Changmin a goofy grin.
Changmin rolled his eyes. He picked up his fork and spread butter over his pancakes. The golden syrup made the pancake taste sweet though honey would be better for those health conscious people. Too bad, he wasn’t one of them.
“I hate how you could eat so much and not grow fat.” Jaewook pierced his chicken ham and savoured the succulent juices melting over his tongue. He felt a dribble of juice at the corner of his lips and deliberately licked it. Changmin was looking at him, alright. He wasn’t sure if it was the attraction like the way he felt. But, a guy’s got to try.
Changmin tore his gaze away from Jaewook’s lips and looked at his pancakes instead. He could feel his semi-erect cock stirring to life. Shit. He didn’t need this.
“You don’t look fat.” Changmin mumbled, trying his best to hide his arousal.
“I know. Have you seen my butt? It’s so fat!” Jaewook flipped a stray strand of his raven hair behind his ear. “But still, nothing could stop me from eating.”
Changmin opted not to answer. He was afraid he might say the wrong thing. He’d seen Jaewook’s arse, a fine one too. Taut and sexy in white snug briefs which he paraded around their shared apartment without any care. Changmin stared and wondered what it felt like under his touch, kneading-
“Changmin, I’m asking you, aren’t you going to call that twink?” Jaewook grinned. “He’s cute.”
“Then why don’t you go out with him?” Changmin shoved another mouthful of pancakes. “Since you think he’s cute.”
“Well, I don’t want to. I think he adores you.”
“I don’t.”
“How come?” The entrance door swung open.
“Shit. It’s him.” Changmin scrambled for his newspaper sitting on the empty space of the cushion chair. “Shit. He’s coming our way.”
Changmin stared at the words, just for the sake of it, when all he wanted was to savour his pancakes. But that naturally redheaded twink, still in his high school uniform, hopped over once his eyes settled on Jaewook.
“Hey, Jaewook. Have you seen Min-kun?” Brad Ito stopped at the edge of their table. Jaewook looked into those deep-green eyes despite its Asian-looking shape. He had a lovely milky complexion. He had a slight build, and a cute butt. Those red lips pouted when Jaewook shook his head.
“Ok, who’re you having breakfast with? Your boyfriend?” Brad leaned forward. His six foot tall frame tried to peek at who’s behind the newspaper.
Jaewook tugged on Brad’s arm. “Don’t disturb him. My friend’s got a nasty temper if someone bothers his reading time.”
“Oh really? I’m so sorry, mister.” Brad bowed slightly. “Oh, my friends are here. Talk to you later.”
Jaewook smiled. Brad gave him a quick peck on his lips and hopped away.
“He kissed you?” Changmin asked. He pushed the newspaper enough to see Jaewook’s face. God, he felt his inside burn slightly of... of what?
“So? It’s not like you’re gay.” Jaewook drew his eyebrows together. “Are you ok?”
Yeah right. He wasn’t gay.
“Of course I’m not, do I have to remind you?”
“Thank god. I thought you turned gay or something.” Jaewook laughed though he felt his hope crushed inside.
“Don’t think so.” Changmin laughed bitterly... at himself. He was attracted to Jaewook, but that would be contradicting his words.
***
Jaejoong swung his leg over the bar stool and leaned on his elbows. He watched Yoochun picked a glass and poured what looked like orange juice. The pale blue towel wrapped around his hips and reached just above his knees. Beads of water, remants from a shower rolled over his strong back.
“I’m sorry.” Jaejoong muttered. “I hate myself for pouring my heart out like that.”
“Why should you be sorry? I’m your friend. And that prick deserves to get kick on his ass.” Yoochun leaned against the closed door of his refrigerator. “Don’t you want to shower?”
“Nah, I already did. Unless you want to give me a blowjob, I won’t mind.” Jaejoong licked his lower lip.
Yoochun chuckled. “Give me a break, sexy. We’ve got work to do. You should take a shower. You stink like a foul fish after running around looking for that Ray’s nephew.”
“Cute as hell too.” Jaejoong jumped of the stool and walked over to stand in front of Yoochun. Their eyes met. If any one of them moved, they’d touch.
“I’m going to shower, and I need a towel. Mind if I take this one?” Jaejoong tugged on the knot that held up the towel against Yoochun’s hips.
“Sure, if you don’t mind seeing me naked.” Yoochun laughed when Jaejoong pulled the towel free and slung it over his shoulder.
“Oh, need help?” Jaejoong eyes danced over the erection that Yoochun was pumping.
“No thanks. But I love you for the offer.” Yoochun kissed his cheeks. “I got to dress before I change my mind and ruin us.”
“Ok, fix me coffee later ok?” Jaejoong said over his shoulder and went into the bathroom. Nothing beats a hot coffee with a best friend to share his misery with.
To be continued...
A/N: I hope you liked this. I'm off to continue my revision >< Sorry if there's mistakes -_-;