어둠의천사 ~ Angel Of Darkness 1/?
Title: Angel of Darkness 1/?
Pairing: Jaejoong x Changmin, Yoochun x Junsu
Rating: pg-13 (for angst? fluff? idk)
Disclaimer: Not mine,, pitty though ;~; we could have so much fun
Summary: an hidden angel and a friendly demon… a combination that won’t do good.
A/N: not beta-read so my apologies for mistakes... and yeah my writing isn't good OTL i failed
‘Is he dead?’ A voice pierced through the silence.
‘No, he’s not dead silly.’ Another voice, this one is more deeply but yet warm.
‘He’s not breathing anymore.’ It sounded like a mere whisper.
‘That’s because he doesn’t wants to inhale your awful scent.’ Someone chuckled.
‘YAH ! I don’t smell awful.’ A quick reply.
‘Yes you do.’ The teasing in the voice could be recognized from afar.
‘No I don’t.’ A pout, words spoken from behind closed lips.
‘GOD, CAN BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP ALREADY?’ Yet another voice, a rough one.
‘Changmin started.’ A whisper again.
‘I don’t care who started. Changmin stop being a bitch and Junsu don’t fall for his teasing.’
….
3 voices.. They were close, maybe even too close. Jaejoong didn’t wanted to open his eyes and face what was happening in front of his closed eyelids. Why was he brought here? And who are those people? Are they even human? Jaejoong sighed on the inside, he had to face it. Slowly opening his eyes, he blinked a few times adjusting to the darkness that surrounded him. He sat up and stared around him but nothing seemed familiar to him. When he looked to his side he saw 3 men standing with their back turned to him. Jaejoong coughed. But got no responds, the men just kept on talking. Jaejoong sighed and coughed again, this time louder. They looked up and turned around.
‘He’s awake.’ One of the men stepped forward which made Jaejoong back up.
‘Who are you?’ Jaejoong’s voice trembled and he cursed under his breath. don’t be scared Jae, if they wanted you dead they would’ve already killed you by now.
‘Ah, we didn’t introduced ourselves yet.’ The man pointed at his own chest. ‘I’m Junsu. This is Yoochun.’ The other man was a little bigger then Junsu and he looked older. ‘And that brat over there is Changmin. He’s the one who brought you here.’
Changmin smiled at him. ‘Hello.’ His voice was warm and kind, the total opposite of how he looked. His eyes were dark, his hair short and his skin was pale like he could faint anytime soon. Changmin reached his hand out at Jaejoong and pulled him on his feet.
‘Why did you brought me here?’ Jaejoong asked and looked at them.
‘You’re in danger.’ Junsu replied him.
‘What? No I’m not. I was living peaceful until yesterday, I have never done anything wrong.’ Jaejoong couldn’t believe that anyone would want to harm him. He always made sure he stayed out of trouble and earned his living fair.
‘You’re not what you think you are.’ Changmin reached out to him but Jaejoong stepped away.
‘What are you talking about? Take me back home.’ Jaejoong shook his head, he wanted to leave this place right now.
‘You don’t belong there Jaejoong.’ Changmin stepped towards him again.
‘H-how do you know my name? What are you talking about? What are you?’ Jaejoong stepped back until his back was facing the wall and he had nowhere else to go.
‘We’re Duras.’ Changmin closed the distance that was left between him and Jaejoong.
‘D-duras?’ Jaejoong mumbled, facing away from Changmin.
‘Demons of the darkness.’ Changmin smirked and leaned forward. ‘Scared?’
‘N-NO!’ Jaejoong put both hands on Changmin’s chest and pushed him away. ‘What do you want from me?’
‘We don’t want anything Jaejoong-shi.’ Junsu replied him. ‘We’re only here to protect you.’
‘Protect me? From who?’ Jaejoong still couldn’t understand what they were trying to say.
‘From your masters.’ Changmin put his hands on his hips and looked down at Jaejoong.
‘My masters? I don’t understand? Who are they? What do they want from me?’ Jaejoong stepped away from the wall.
‘I think the first question you should be asking is, ‘Who am I?’. Yoochun spoke soft, his back facing towards Jaejoong, uninterested.
‘Who am I?’
who am I?
TBC~
Pairing: Jaejoong x Changmin, Yoochun x Junsu
Rating: pg-13 (for angst? fluff? idk)
Disclaimer: Not mine,, pitty though ;~; we could have so much fun
Summary: an hidden angel and a friendly demon… a combination that won’t do good.
A/N: not beta-read so my apologies for mistakes... and yeah my writing isn't good OTL i failed
‘Is he dead?’ A voice pierced through the silence.
‘No, he’s not dead silly.’ Another voice, this one is more deeply but yet warm.
‘He’s not breathing anymore.’ It sounded like a mere whisper.
‘That’s because he doesn’t wants to inhale your awful scent.’ Someone chuckled.
‘YAH ! I don’t smell awful.’ A quick reply.
‘Yes you do.’ The teasing in the voice could be recognized from afar.
‘No I don’t.’ A pout, words spoken from behind closed lips.
‘GOD, CAN BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP ALREADY?’ Yet another voice, a rough one.
‘Changmin started.’ A whisper again.
‘I don’t care who started. Changmin stop being a bitch and Junsu don’t fall for his teasing.’
….
3 voices.. They were close, maybe even too close. Jaejoong didn’t wanted to open his eyes and face what was happening in front of his closed eyelids. Why was he brought here? And who are those people? Are they even human? Jaejoong sighed on the inside, he had to face it. Slowly opening his eyes, he blinked a few times adjusting to the darkness that surrounded him. He sat up and stared around him but nothing seemed familiar to him. When he looked to his side he saw 3 men standing with their back turned to him. Jaejoong coughed. But got no responds, the men just kept on talking. Jaejoong sighed and coughed again, this time louder. They looked up and turned around.
‘He’s awake.’ One of the men stepped forward which made Jaejoong back up.
‘Who are you?’ Jaejoong’s voice trembled and he cursed under his breath. don’t be scared Jae, if they wanted you dead they would’ve already killed you by now.
‘Ah, we didn’t introduced ourselves yet.’ The man pointed at his own chest. ‘I’m Junsu. This is Yoochun.’ The other man was a little bigger then Junsu and he looked older. ‘And that brat over there is Changmin. He’s the one who brought you here.’
Changmin smiled at him. ‘Hello.’ His voice was warm and kind, the total opposite of how he looked. His eyes were dark, his hair short and his skin was pale like he could faint anytime soon. Changmin reached his hand out at Jaejoong and pulled him on his feet.
‘Why did you brought me here?’ Jaejoong asked and looked at them.
‘You’re in danger.’ Junsu replied him.
‘What? No I’m not. I was living peaceful until yesterday, I have never done anything wrong.’ Jaejoong couldn’t believe that anyone would want to harm him. He always made sure he stayed out of trouble and earned his living fair.
‘You’re not what you think you are.’ Changmin reached out to him but Jaejoong stepped away.
‘What are you talking about? Take me back home.’ Jaejoong shook his head, he wanted to leave this place right now.
‘You don’t belong there Jaejoong.’ Changmin stepped towards him again.
‘H-how do you know my name? What are you talking about? What are you?’ Jaejoong stepped back until his back was facing the wall and he had nowhere else to go.
‘We’re Duras.’ Changmin closed the distance that was left between him and Jaejoong.
‘D-duras?’ Jaejoong mumbled, facing away from Changmin.
‘Demons of the darkness.’ Changmin smirked and leaned forward. ‘Scared?’
‘N-NO!’ Jaejoong put both hands on Changmin’s chest and pushed him away. ‘What do you want from me?’
‘We don’t want anything Jaejoong-shi.’ Junsu replied him. ‘We’re only here to protect you.’
‘Protect me? From who?’ Jaejoong still couldn’t understand what they were trying to say.
‘From your masters.’ Changmin put his hands on his hips and looked down at Jaejoong.
‘My masters? I don’t understand? Who are they? What do they want from me?’ Jaejoong stepped away from the wall.
‘I think the first question you should be asking is, ‘Who am I?’. Yoochun spoke soft, his back facing towards Jaejoong, uninterested.
‘Who am I?’
who am I?
TBC~