✈.010 revenge; drabble
revenge
pg-13; 600 words.
a/n: i wanted to try something new and a longer fic for once. this is as long as i could manage :( i hope you can enjoy it anyways :)
it was probably the fault of too many morning beatings. or daily beatings for that matter, because jungmin beat on him a lot. enough for hyungjoon to finally have enough and tie his limbs to jungmin's bed posts one morning, anyway. he settled down on jungmin's chest and with a devilish grin, yanked the patterned boldfold off his eyes.
"-the fuck?" jungmin yelled when his hand was restrained from throwing a punch. his eyes snapped open and he stared at the magnae sitting on his stomach with a Cheshire grin. "hyungjoon?!" if glares could have murdered, hyungjoon would have been a goner. "untie me."
hyungjoon laughed, slipping up jungmin's chest and pressing a kiss to jungmin's lip. "but hyung, why would i ever want to do that?"
"so i can smack you?" jungmin snapped, self righteously. he bit down on hyungjoon's lip, hard.
hyungjoon pulled away with a muffled curse. "sorry hyung, that doesn't give me any reason to want too." he winked and slid off him, leaving jungmin tied up on the bed.
"hyungjoon?" jungmin voice raised with panic. hyungjoon was surprised he even had that kind of range. "hyungjoon get back here!" the magnae closed the door behind him with a secretive smirk. kyujong raised an eyebrow at him from his place at the table.
"where's jungmin?"
hyungjoon poured himself some cereal. "he's not feeling too well."
"ah," kyujong frowned. "maybe i should go check on him..." he started to rise from the table but hyungjoon grabbed his wrist in a panic.
"no hyung," he smiled innocently. "he's really sick, i'll just let the manager know."
the day passed without event, the remaining members attended all their schedule without incedent. they came home, tired and worn out and prepared for bed. hyungjoon, feeling a bit guilty, opened jungmin's bedroom door to check on him.
"hyung? i brought you some take out..." he frowned at the empty bed - the ties still on the posts. "hyung...?" he shrieked as he was suddenly blindfolded from behind and he dropped the takeout box in his hand, splattering the food all over the floor.
his attacker pressed him against the wall as hot lips hissed in his ear. "you're going to pay for what you did earlier," and for the first time, hyungjoon was completely afraid of his elder. he squirmed against the wall and the body.
"no, hyung," he whimpered as jungmin cackled in his ear. there was a click, and an overpowering scent. the next thing hyungjoon knew, there was a wet sensation against his skin and he screamed, squirming away from it.
"hold still or you'll just make it worse for yourself, idiot." jungmin snapped, and hyungjoon went stiff as a board as though he had been hit by a charm.
a few hours later, he wandered out, his face looking like a color spectrum had exploded on it. pinks and purples and all sorts of neon colors weaved around his face. jungmin came out behind him, looking like the king of the universe.
"are your eyebrows gone?!" youngsaeng shrieked in a mixture of surprise and shock. hyungjoon slumped against the table as hyunjoong started laughing uncontrollably. some leader he was, the magnae thought to himself. jungmin preened in the chair beside him.
"you were never sick, were you?" kyujong asked.
"no, i was...detained." jungmin shot hyungjoon an evil look.
"i hate you," hyungjoon moaned, feeling like he could cry.
"i know, you love me," jungmin sighed happily, folding his arms behind his head triumphantly. hyungjoon swore that he would his revenge, no matter what.
pg-13; 600 words.
a/n: i wanted to try something new and a longer fic for once. this is as long as i could manage :( i hope you can enjoy it anyways :)
it was probably the fault of too many morning beatings. or daily beatings for that matter, because jungmin beat on him a lot. enough for hyungjoon to finally have enough and tie his limbs to jungmin's bed posts one morning, anyway. he settled down on jungmin's chest and with a devilish grin, yanked the patterned boldfold off his eyes.
"-the fuck?" jungmin yelled when his hand was restrained from throwing a punch. his eyes snapped open and he stared at the magnae sitting on his stomach with a Cheshire grin. "hyungjoon?!" if glares could have murdered, hyungjoon would have been a goner. "untie me."
hyungjoon laughed, slipping up jungmin's chest and pressing a kiss to jungmin's lip. "but hyung, why would i ever want to do that?"
"so i can smack you?" jungmin snapped, self righteously. he bit down on hyungjoon's lip, hard.
hyungjoon pulled away with a muffled curse. "sorry hyung, that doesn't give me any reason to want too." he winked and slid off him, leaving jungmin tied up on the bed.
"hyungjoon?" jungmin voice raised with panic. hyungjoon was surprised he even had that kind of range. "hyungjoon get back here!" the magnae closed the door behind him with a secretive smirk. kyujong raised an eyebrow at him from his place at the table.
"where's jungmin?"
hyungjoon poured himself some cereal. "he's not feeling too well."
"ah," kyujong frowned. "maybe i should go check on him..." he started to rise from the table but hyungjoon grabbed his wrist in a panic.
"no hyung," he smiled innocently. "he's really sick, i'll just let the manager know."
the day passed without event, the remaining members attended all their schedule without incedent. they came home, tired and worn out and prepared for bed. hyungjoon, feeling a bit guilty, opened jungmin's bedroom door to check on him.
"hyung? i brought you some take out..." he frowned at the empty bed - the ties still on the posts. "hyung...?" he shrieked as he was suddenly blindfolded from behind and he dropped the takeout box in his hand, splattering the food all over the floor.
his attacker pressed him against the wall as hot lips hissed in his ear. "you're going to pay for what you did earlier," and for the first time, hyungjoon was completely afraid of his elder. he squirmed against the wall and the body.
"no, hyung," he whimpered as jungmin cackled in his ear. there was a click, and an overpowering scent. the next thing hyungjoon knew, there was a wet sensation against his skin and he screamed, squirming away from it.
"hold still or you'll just make it worse for yourself, idiot." jungmin snapped, and hyungjoon went stiff as a board as though he had been hit by a charm.
a few hours later, he wandered out, his face looking like a color spectrum had exploded on it. pinks and purples and all sorts of neon colors weaved around his face. jungmin came out behind him, looking like the king of the universe.
"are your eyebrows gone?!" youngsaeng shrieked in a mixture of surprise and shock. hyungjoon slumped against the table as hyunjoong started laughing uncontrollably. some leader he was, the magnae thought to himself. jungmin preened in the chair beside him.
"you were never sick, were you?" kyujong asked.
"no, i was...detained." jungmin shot hyungjoon an evil look.
"i hate you," hyungjoon moaned, feeling like he could cry.
"i know, you love me," jungmin sighed happily, folding his arms behind his head triumphantly. hyungjoon swore that he would his revenge, no matter what.