Why Did I End Up Falling In Love With You? [chapter fic 5/9] - 2
どうして君を好きになってしまったんだろう?
(why did I end up falling in love with you?)
Chapter: 5/9 (PART 2)
Pairing[s]:
-OVER ALL: Yunho-x-kitty!Jae, SooMan-x-kitty!Jae, Yoochun-x-kitty!Jae (actually, Yoochun-kitty!Jae is VERY VERY small... >>)
-THIS CHAPTER: Yoochun-x-kitty!Jae
Rating: NC-17, the whole story is going to have it! >D (light in this chapter)
Warning[s]: UNDERAGE (Jaejoong is 13 currently), Jaejoong’s a cat (that’s what kitty!jae means), sex slavery, FIRST PERSON P.O.V. (jaejoong’s), AU
Word Count: 2,218
Disclaimer: Don’t own people, just story
Summary: Fees are the cat-human population of the world that just boomed a few years ago. The world didn’t accept it first because it was taking babies and changing them into mutants, into cats. However, that was before people found out they could be used for their personal gain without repercussions. We use them for sex, for cleaning, for gifts, for entertainment. But always sex. The year’s 2XXX and this is the story of Fee 1029.
Note: There is no sex yet, just NC-17 related sexual things like hand jobs and such (there’s a reason for this).I'm sorry sorry sorry sorry for not posting this sooner, like on friday >< Seriously i really am but hopefully you guys will forgive me because a certain person (actually people) come in in this one!! :D Hope you like it <3 Comments keep me going, tell me what you like please!! ^^ And the reason this is in two parts is because LJ hates me and didnt want to post it >< so i had to break it up
Here you are, part 2!
||chapter four|| ||chapter five part one|| ||chapter six||
Ryeowook led me to my oom after having a comforting cookie to eat. It slightly brightened my mood but I still sniffled sadly as I sat on my round bed. Even though my bed curtains were nearly transparent, I felt a false sense of security.
I lied on my bed, curled up in a tight little ball, as my nurse quietly stayed with me. I didn’t say anything but I was grateful that I wasn’t alone. I hated being alone.
“Your master’s going to be home soon. Are you going to greet him at the door?”
I didn’t answer as I closed my eyes, one ear twitching.
“Jaejoong-ah, you know how he gets when you don’t greet him.”
I curled tighter into my ball as if I was trying to protect myself from an invisible attack but didn’t more or anything else.
“Alright, I will tell him you aren’t feeling well.”
And with that, I embraced my fears.
Alone.
I couldn’t stop myself from thinking, which never was good for a young Fee. Why did Yunho oppa hate me? Do I look ugly? Disgusting, as he had put it? Should I die? Will he kill me when Master is gone?
Tears fell down again and I sobbed into my blanket. An hour went by without me noticing. I only cared when my door was opened and Soo Man came in. I tried to quickly wipe my eyes as I sat up.
“Jaejoong-ah, are you crying?”
My ears went forward and I looked down. I was afraid to tell him yes.
“Was it because of my son?”
My quietness seemed to only draw Soo Man closer and I watched him come over and sit on the edge of my bed after moving the cloth screen away.
“Come here Jaejoong-ah.”
Wiping my eyes once again, I crawled towards his side and leaned against him when he put his arm around me.
“I didn’t want Yunho-ah to treat you meanly and I thought he would act more appropriately but I guess I had too much faith in him. Come on then, I have to fix this.”
He stook up and took my hand. I didn’t quite understand when was happening until I was brought in front of the many rooms inside the large house. Soo Man let my hand go and knocked on the door before entering. Uncertainly, I stayed close behind my master.
Yunho was sitting on the couch in the large room, talking to a friend who sat next to him. They got quiet when Soo Man came in. I could see through my blonde bangs the other man rolling his eyes.
“Fath-“
“Listen.”
Soo Man got his angry voice on and I noticeably flinched, keeping my eyes downward with my tail pointing straight at the ground.
“The doctors have already calculated my impending decease and when I die, Jaejoong-ah here will be inheriting everything. You won’t even be mentioned on the will unless you get along with him.”
I looked up in shock, then quickly my eyes went to Yunho when he stood up from the couch abruptly.
“Are you fucking serious?! You can’t do that!”
“I did, so now, I advise you two to get bonding. When Jaejoong tells me too, I’ll switch the names.”
I peaked up and saw Yunho open his mouth but he didn’t talk. His eyes flared aggressively and he turned them on me. I flinched before looking down.
“You better get started.”
Shocked, I looked up at Soo Man past my blond locks and held lightly onto his dress pants but the older never looked down at me. Instead, he turned around and left me with his son… and his friend.
I looked at them with fear before staring at the carpeted floor. My ears changed flattened against my head as they often did and I started to shake out of fear but I wasn’t exactly sure what I was afraid about.
Without my knowing, Yunho had walked up to me with the full intention on slapping me across the face but when I looked up, I saw his friend holding his arm in the air.
“Yunho hyung, don’t.”
My frightened wide eyes locked with the older’s angry ones as he snatched his arm back and stalked away.
“Why’d you stop me Yoochun-ah? This shouldn’t be your concern?”
His friend, the one I believed was Yoochun, never even glanced at me as he turned around, facing Yunho.
“Because you didn’t like it when your dad did that to you.”
“Stop talking about that fucker! It’s because of him and that thing that I can’t get my money.
Yunho pointed at me and I backed up a few steps eventually reaching the large king size bed.
“He’s only good for sex. Every fucking Fee was made for being a slut to greedy old men and it disgusts me!”
Yunho glared at me and was about to leave the room when Yoochun grabbed his arm, talking into ear softly but I could still hear it.
“Then use him.”
“No.”
Timidly I watched Yunho leave angrily while his friend ran a hand through his hair and looked at me.
“I’m Yoochun.”
“…I-I’m Jaejoong.”
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In a matter of an hour, I was already bouncing on the cough, thoroughly happy with my conversation with Yoochun. It surprised me to find that he didn’t hate me and actually wanted to get to know what I was liked or disliked without things getting too personal. Of course me being a Fee, I couldn’t stop myself from going to this subject forever.
“Do you like me Yoochun oppa?”
I smiled bright and sat indian style on the couch, facing him.
He chuckled at me and seemed to think thoughtfully.
“I guess I do.”
That made my tail flick happily onto the couch and across my knee.
“I could ask Master to make it your name on the will then! Since… Since you like me.”
I blushed and looked down, feeling my face heat up.
“Jaejoong-ah…? I have been meaning to ask you, what does Soo Man-ssi do to you?”
Totally side tracked, I looked up and cocked my head to the side.
“Mwo?” (Korean for what**)
Yoochun shifted on the couch slightly and looked back at me seriously.
“What does Soo Man-ssi do to you?”
I was confused as to what brought this question up but didn’t ask why. Instead, I messed with the tips of my tail fur and blushed.
“He talks to me… Loves me and we eat together sometimes.”
“Jaejoong-ah, I don’t mean that.”
I looked back up at the older and turned my head to the side once more, confused but yet understanding. I didn’t want to answer this question because it got into a realm of pain and I didn’t really like pain.
“Uhmm… H-He touches me - “
“Where?”
Yoochun’s tone wasn’t rushed or strained or really any different than a normal conversation so I didn’t question his asking. However, this brought up painful memories of many party dinners with Soo Man and his friends.
Blushing hard, I closed my eyes and held my hands tightly together.
“E-everywhere.”
“Does… Does he have sex with you?”
Suddenly I opened m eyes wide and forward on the couch, hands on the older’s thighs.
“No! Never… He has never done that.”
I reacted quickly because I heard the fear in Yoochun’s voice and I didn’t want him thinking of my master as bad. He wasn’t bad. He loved me. The other looked at me suspiciously and I sat back down, looking away.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that…”
I realized that what I had done wasn’t very Fee like of me.
“That’s alright.”
When I looked up at that, Yoochun was smiling again and I relaxed a great deal, even smiling softly myself.
“So… that’s all? Does he, by any chance, hit you?”
Twiddling my fingers, I nodded my head slowly, not so happy any longer.
“Jaejoong-ah, please stand up. I want to check.”
I couldn’t look up or even voice my question as to why he didn’t believe me but I stood up and moved in front of where Yoochun was sitting on the couch. I kept my head down with band covering part of my face. For that I was thankful because m eyes were tightly shut.
Yoochun’s fingers were felt on my shirt as he pushed it up to show my bare chest. My hands went to cover my blushing face. The air around me started to get hot when I felt his large hand gently gold me side. I felt him pull the shirt higher and with his fingers, he nudged my hand to silently tell me to hold it up for him, and so I did.
I couldn’t fight the temptation to just peak a look at what he was doing, where his hands were going. Yoochun’s face was serious as his fingers ghosted over a bruise on my rib. He didn’t press down but traveled to the next discoloration of skin.
The hand did small zigzags up my pale chest until he reached the fold of the shirt I was holding. I knew it wasn’t high enough to reveal my nipples but Yoochun’s hand went under the shirt and used one finger to press down on a nub. I gave a small jerk because I wasn’t expecting it but the older’s hand on my hip stabilizing me.
“T-That’s not… not a-“
“Bruise? I know.”
I was about to ask why he was doing it then when I felt him pinch the park nipple and I arched my back forward, giving a soft cry.
“Did that hurt?”
I thought for a second before shaking my head no.
“Good.”
The hand left my nipple and I slowly opening my eyes to see Yoochun sit on the edge of the couch cusion and pull me to him by adding pressure on the back of my hips. I thought of letting my shirt fo when the older brought his face close to my chest.
“Yoochun oppa…?”
Already I was breathless even though nothing major happened. I began to wonder how this even came to be when m thoughts were completely shattered by Yoochun’s mouth softly sucking on that nipple he was beginning to mess with.
My head seemed to throw back on its own as I gave a soft, high pitched moan. My tail began to play with Yoochun’s leg since it was right by my side (when Yoochun pulled me closer to him, his legs parted so I could stand between them). His tongue graciously flicked over the erect nub over and over again as he suckled on it. The pleasure almost instantly made me hard and I began to add whimpers into the repeatedly sounded moans.
Before I knew what happened, Yoochun pulled away and I was given a chance to breathe. What I didn’t notice at the time was Yunho sitting on the bed watching us for I don’t know how long. Yoochun did notice him however.
“What are you doing Yoochun-ah?”
I pulled my shirt back down in embarrassment and took a few steps back. I was afraid Yunho would yell at me but his voice was oddly calm. I didn’t have enough courage to open my eyes and look at him or Yoochun.
“Just checking things. He’s similar to how you were, ya know? Soo Man-ssi hits him.”
“So? I don’t care.”
I wanted to cover my face but I figured hiding my erection would be more beneficial.
“Fine then.”
There was a shuffling, Yoochun had gotten off the couch and headed over to Yunho.
“You should get to know him Yunho hyung.”
I refused to look at him for more than a few seconds for fear of getting caught.
“You mean suck his nipples?”
“No, I mean you should get to know him. He’s really a nice person.”
“He’s not a person Yoochun-ah! He’s an it!... Not he.”
I watched Yochun sigh and shake his head before leaving the room.
Leaving me.
With Yunho.
Timidly, I looked at the older but he was glaring at me so I quickly looked down and kept taking a few more steps back, like that would save me for being in a room with him somehow.
I didn’t see the shoes behind me, however, and fell backwards onto the floor as I tripped over them, falling backwards onto the floor as I tripped over them. Giving a surprised shout, I landed on my butt with a thud. Tears were quick to form in my eyes and I started crying rather quickly. I held up my hands to my face to cover it as I heard Yunho get off the bed.
“God you’re pathetic. Did you fall on purpose to get my sympathy?”
I shook my head vigorously as I heard Yunho step closer still. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do to me so I quickly wiped me eyes to see his next move. I saw Yunho look at me with a softened expression, something I hadn’t seen yet. It hanged back to the cold one once he realized I was looking at him and he stopped walking.
“Get out.”
His back was to me as he said it.