Be there or be square 16/?
New chapter, I hope I didn't make you wait for too long hehe ^^"
Chapter 16 : It sounds like rebellion but...
It doesn’t take long for Yunho to catch up with Jaejoong and when he does he quickly grabs the latter by his forearm and drags him to an empty classroom, locking the door behind them.
"Are you happy now ? " Jaejoong asks sourly as soon as he hears the familiar click of the lock.
" Why should I ? " Replies Yunho, coolly leaning against the door. "You still talked to this guy today. "
" But I told him to stop. " Jaejoong protests. "And I argued with him because of you. I said hurtful things to him, and now he’ll never want to be my friend again."
"You only did what you had to do. Did you expect me to congratulate you ? " Yunho sniggers.
" Shut up ! It’s all your fault if I just lost the only friend I had. " Jaejoong accuses sharply. " I hate you for messing up my life. I wish you’d mind your own business that night, and let that old pervert rape me instead of saving me if it means being endlessly tied up and tortured by you ! I wish I’d never met you ! " Jaejoong yells, at last throwing all the hateful and bitter words he had been wanting to tell for so long at Yunho’s emotionless face.
The latter doesn’t even flinch and waits until Jaejoong finishes speaking to let out an amused chuckle.
"What a speech." He sneers." I bet you really wanted to tell me all this, right ? You must feel relieved now, don’t you ?"
"Fuck you ! " Jaejoong barks.
" You mean fuck you." Yunho retorts smugly." Because as far as I know you are the one being fucked here."
"Why are you such an asshole ?! Did you have problems during your childhood ? Maybe not enough love at home ? That’s why you hate everybody so much now ? Yeah, it totally goes with your image of poor little rich boy." Jaejoong laughs. "Parents always away I guess, lack of affection, complex of inferiority…"
"Shut the fuck up Kim ! " Yunho growls suddenly, all trace of amusement erased from his face.
"What Jung ? " Replies Jaejoong contemptuously." Did I see right through it ? Waouh, that’s so cliché I can‘t believe it‘s true." He scorns.
"I told you to shut.the.fuck.up bitch ! " Yunho snarls lividly, his lips set in a thin line as he tries to control himself so as not to beat the smaller boy.
Instead, he roughly grabs his chin and seal their lips together in an angry kiss. Jaejoong answers by biting him and he grunts in pain, biting back harder, tearing the tender flesh open once again. Jaejoong starts thrashing, his fists hitting every part of his body they can reach and Yunho grips his wrists to make him stop, pinning them to both side of his shoulders. But Jaejoong kicks him with his legs instead and Yunho has to trap them with his to finally be able to immobilize him completely.
"Shit ! Can’t you just calm down you bitch ! " He groans.
"Or what ? You’ll hit me ?! " Jaejoong spats mordantly.
" I can’t deny that the idea is somewhat appealing but no, I’d rather fuck you, hard and deep, like the whore you are."
" I won’t let you. Not anymore." Jaejoong says defiantly.
"As if you could do something against it." The other snickers." I know everything about you, remember ? I have you wrapped around my fingers and if I want to break you I only have to snap them. Just be a good slut and none of that will happen. It’s not as if you weren’t used to it anyway."
" I want it to stop Jung. All this shit you have been doing to me, I want it to stop." Jaejoong repeats determinately, his eyes fierce as he stares at Yunho.
" Too bad I don’t babe." Yunho answers, one eyebrow raised in a sarcastic way." And I will keep you as long as I find you entertaining enough."
" I…I…you…" Jaejoong can only stutters, at loss for words. " How can you be so despicable ? " He finally blurts out.
" I guess I was born with this talent. That’s just the way I am baby, and you better get used to it." Yunho grins devilishly. "Oh, and one last thing…" Yunho says, his voice dropping to a low and husky tone.
" You’re hot as hell when you’re mad baby." He whispers hotly against Jaejoong’s ear, nibbling the lobe, wetting the skin with his skilled tongue.
And then, with one last press of the lips on the smoothness of the other boy’s neck, he is gone.
"Shit." Jaejoong breathes shakily, sliding down the wall, feeling weak in the legs, and his heart beating crazily against his ribs. "What a fucker…" he murmurs, his right hand reaching up to the side of his neck, skin still burning from the feel of Yunho’s lips.