[FIC] M.P.B Chapter 5
Title: M.P.B
Author: Suju_sapna or Sweetdrugs
Rating: NC-17
Length: 5/?
Pairing: Yunjae
Side pairing: Yoosu, Kimin, Sihan,
WARNING : Child abuse : not the main caracter but they'll have to deal with it.
Disclaimer: none of the caracters belong to me, fortunately for them...
The Wonderful Poster was made by chaebol
They led them to the north of the camp. All was already settled, some rushing policemen were running around but all of the culprit men were apprehended. Whereas all the grown up men had been led to the station for further interrogation, the children or yet to be adult were still in the camp with the MPB, and some others, taking care of them.
There were around 20 of them and Jaejoong seemed like the eldest one. Any of them seemed to be in good health, they were dressed poorly, or better said they had clothes but they looked like they came from the last century. Jaejoong was standing out among them, he didn’t have expensive clothes but he seemed better dressed than the other. The youngest were fooling around glad to have some time to play, knowing nothing about what had happened. The elder seemed suspicious; they looked everywhere looking for someone or something, some even asked what had happened and why they weren’t with their parents.
Yunho eyed the boy, or should he say man?
He was sitting beside the other boy named Taemin. Each of them was clutching at a steaming mug filled of hot and sweet cocoa and a thick cover were hiding their knees.
Taemin was smiling at Jaejoong showing him his milk mustache. Jaejoong smiled lightly before using his sleeve to wipe the little mouth.
Hankyung came before them and pulled a chair to sit. He looked at Taemin with a sympathized look.
“What is your name boy?”
“I am not a boy I am a man! I am 8!” the boy replied pouting slightly at the Chinese man.
Hankyung chuckled lightly
“Oh sorry it seems that I underestimated you, boy!”
“I am Taemin!”
“Hello Taemin, I am Hankyung! I will have some question for you, you agree to reply me? “
Taemin nodded smiling at the Chinese man. Hankyung glanced quickly at Jaejoong worriedly before asking.
“Is it ok if I take you alone?”
Taemin once again nodded, he turned around giving his mug to Jaejoong and followed the man. Hankyung turned around to glance at Jaejoong assuring him by his look that Taemin will be ok and then led the boy in one of the van that they had seized to settle a fast made interrogation room.
Yunho looked around to see if anyone of the team was free. Yoochun Siwon Changmin and Kibum were already busy and the two girls were taking care of the youngest. He sighed as he understood that he will have to do Jaejoong’s questioning. He grabbed Taemin chair to position it before Jaejoong and sat crossing his arms over his chest. Jaejoong was looking at him scanning his every move. Yunho stared back trying to read through the man’s though. But he just failed completely. Jaejoong looked like he was doing the same and Yunho hoped to be as unreadable as the boy. Jaejoong didn’t look like he had been raised in the street among many others children or in those kind of van that they called house. He had his chin held up high and unlike the first time Yunho had seen him his shoulder were straight and his back upright. Yunho took in his figure, he couldn’t deny that Jaejoong was really attractive and his every features screamed sex. His every limbs were slender and lithe. He had a petite waist with a flat stomach. His shoulders were broad enough to convince anyone that he had strength. His blond hair wasn’t that shocking just strange on a Korean boy. Some strands were tucked behind his ears showing all the piercing that graced the shell.
“You were the one in front the station right?” he only got a nodded from the blond guy. Yunho waited a little longer expecting the man to elaborate a little more. But Jaejoong only stared at him, blinking from time to time, and too slowly for Yunho liking. The guy seemed too calm for the situation. “Well he did try to escape and he nearly got your ass” though Yunho. Sensing that he won’t have any speech from the man without questioning him he took another approach.
“You said you were Kim Jaejoong?” again a nodded “What is your relationship with the boy, Taemin?”
“We are brothers”
“Why you were not with the other children?”
“Appa does not want us to hang with them”
“Appa?” Yunho frowned.
“The man behind all of this.” Jaejoong nodded his head toward the field that was now clear from any adult beside the MPB team.
Yunho frowned once again.
“You knew about his activity?”
“Yes”
“That’s why you were in front the station last time?”
“Yes”
“Then why did you not enter?”
“I could not”
“Why”
“You will not understand!”
“Try me”
Jaejoong shook his head.
“Would you have thrust me? Listen to me?”
“This is my job!”
“Yeah you’re job” Jaejoong bitterly, he sighed but keep his eyes on Yunho. The latter frowned at the man reaction.
“Ok, then why won’t your father let you with others children?”
“He told us that I was worth more than those children”
“You? What about Taemin?”
“He did not like Taemin, but as he stayed with me he did not say anything!”
“Why he didn’t like Taemin?”
“I don’t know, I was too afraid to ask.”
“Did he ever hit you or abuse you?”
“No never, but he has this dreading aura around him! yes I was afraid of him”
“Was it the reason why you didn’t come to us?
“Partly, yes”
“Do you have others siblings?”
“No”
“And your mother?”
“Appa told us that she was dead”
Yunho nodded preferring to not to push further. He got up and was ready to leave when Jaejoong spoke again.
“Mister” Yunho turned around his eyes catching once again Jaejoongs’.
“ I am Jung Yunho”
“Mister jung?”
“Yes?”
“What will happen to us?” Jaejoong dropped his eyes to his knees. This was the first time since the beginning of the interrogation that Jaejoong exposed his worries to Yunho.
“Well we’re going to bring you all to a youth home and then you’re going to have a new life!”
“For real?” his voice was a mere whispered now.
“Yes, I assure you than starting today you’ll have a better life.”
“Finally!”
Jaejoong’s head dropped in his opened palms, with his elbow resting on his knees. His shoulders started to shake and soon after Yunho heard some soft sobs. Yunho smiled sadly, it was not the first time he saw someone break down like this after the assurance to be finally free. He had seen every kind of children during his 3 years in the MPB, even though not as mature as Jaejoong, but they all released all their relief at one point. Jaejoong was not an exception and it always give MPB team that they, maybe, save the children at time before they break completely, that for those children who had to endure the worst, there was still a chance to rebuilt a new life and live happily. That’s happiness really worth their hard work.
Yunho was about to leave once again to leave Jaejoong some time alone when he was met with Tiffany glare. He stilled.
“What” he asked with his eyes frowning.
Tiffany glanced at Jaejoong nodding her head to his direction before looking back at Yunho clearly saying “You jerk! you made him cry and you think you can leave like this?”
His frowned deepened “Not my fault” he groaned and turned his head away from the woman to ignore the accusation, but only to meet Jessica’s glare.
Yunho sighed and finally surrendered.
He approached the still sobbing man and crouched beside him. He glanced at Tiffany then Jessica before reaching the back of the man and started to draw some soothing circle. The muscles underneath his palm were contracting spasmodically in rhythm with his shoulder and cry. But Yunho was quiet surprise to feel that despite his slim silhouette Jaejoong had firm muscles.
“Everything will be alright now?” Jaejoong asked as his head lift up from his palm looking straightly into Yunho’s eyes. His face was a mess but frankly it didn’t make him any less attractive, because his eyes were sparkling with renew happiness and raw hope. Even his tears, that were flowing freely against his cheeks, were shining with the beams of the dawn. They were illuminating his handsome face, washing his soul of the hard time he had in the rat hole. Yunho could only nod his head lightly. Jaejoong sighed and lift his head high, lolling it back to look at the orange sky.
“I was waiting for this since too long” he closed his eyes and a beautiful smile graced his lips as he savored the moment of liberation. A light wind was hitting his cheeks and messing with his strands, it was a refreshing sight to Yunho, the man looked appeased and happy. It broke the dull image he had of the guy who was waiting in front of the station 4 weeks ago. He turned to look at Yunho.
“Thank you”
It took the policeman by surprise. Their eyes locked at each other as Jaejoong spoke. The two felt at peace at the moment like everything was fine and that nothing could disturb this peace. Yunho tensed features soothed as he lost himself in the deep of Jaejoong’s pupils. The sun was slowly getting up lightening the whole camp. A new day was starting. A new life for Jaejoong. Another day for Yunho.
“Yunho”
The two men broke the contact and Yunho looked at the Chinese man that had called him.
“Can you come with me? We have to speak!”
Yunho nodded and stood up, Taemin running past him to Jaejoong’s side.
Jaejoong looked at Yunho and Hankyung speaking as Taemin bugged him to have his mug back. Absented-mindly he grabbed the mug he had out on the floor earlier and handed it to his little brother, his eyes never leaving Yunho’s figure. The man was really handsome he though, and despite his cold or haughty attitude he looked so cool. He was so tall, not the tallest of the team though, and he was damn good. Just looking like at him you could know that this man was the leading type, someone who was not stepped on by others, someone who could bear any hit physically or mentally. He was strong and he was letting it showed. But he didn’t seem like one of those brainless brute who hit before thinking, and beside him Jaejoong felt at peace. Jaejoong replayed the moment before when the two locked eyes. His eyes brought assuagement to his distressed state. And Jaejoong liked that.
“Are we safe now?”
Jaejoong looked at his side to see his brother sipping his cacao. Taemin wasn’t looking at him but in front of him, his eyes were on the two men but his mind seemed far away.
“Yeah” he diverted his eyes back to his previous occupation.
“No more pick pocket?”
Jaejoong chuckled and extended his hand to ruffled Taemin’s hair.
“No more pick pocket we are given a chance to begin anew!”
The younger sighed as he leaned against Jaejoong’s side.
“You will be going to school, you’ll have a proper bed, three meals per day.” Jaejoong continued.
“A real life ?”
“Yes, a real life like others children, like you should have had since the beginning!”
“What about father?”
“I don’t know.”
Taemin buried his head in the crook of Jaejoong neck.
“I’m so happy” his shoulders were shaking and finally he was sobbing on his brother’s shoulder with Jaejoong arm wrapped around him.
The cleared eyes of Jaejoong began to water once again, he kissed his brother’s head and let his tears flow from his eyes for the second time this day. He was not shameful to cry. No, because he was waiting for this since too long, he had always wished for a good life, if not for him then for his little brother. And now that they were free, that they knew they will never have to endure this again, the emotion and happiness were too overwhelming.
Yunho looked at the two brothers crying and supporting each others.
“We will have to tell them.” Said Hankyung as he too stared at the pair.
“Yeah, I know but let them enjoy the moment. We will tell them later.” Sighed Yunho.
“Kibum doesn’t agree with that.”
He just hummed in respond.
Changmin and Siwon came at their side.
“What about those two?” asked Siwon
“They were kept away from others. We still don’t know why exactly!” answered Hankyung. He took Siwon’s coffee from his hand to warm up his hands.
“ Yunho almost got beaten by the blond one!” laughed Changmin, Yunho groaned as he hit his colleague not so lightly on the shoulder.
“Shut up! He has more strength than it seems.”
“Of course”
Yunho growled as the three others laughed at him.
“What’s happening?” they all turned to the two new comers, and Yunho replied before anyone else.
“Nothing, Changmin is just being a brat once again!”
Kibum smiled at his partner and Yoochun only raised one eyebrow at the youngest.
“Anyway we have to bring them now.” He said. They all nodded, Yunho and Hankyung headed to the two boys.
“We have to go now. We will bring you to your new house. You will able to see your father later, ok?” Hankyung spoke softly to them and help Taemin up. The two nodded wiping their tears away.
Yunho wrapped the cover tightly around Jaejoong before leading him ahead to the bus that was waiting for them. He looked at the Chinese man to be sure that Taemin was as well tightly wrapped in a new cover that Yoochun gave them.
In the bus Yunho sat Jaejoong beside his brother and without any other word turned to leave, but he could not take one step as one hand grabbed his wrist. He looked back at the sitting man.
“Thank you” whispered Jaejoong.
Yunho took his time to examine the boy. He was blushing lightly and his eyes were once again looking directly at him. The pressure tightened around his wrist and Jaejoong darted his eyes away.
“You’re welcome” he finally replied softly. And the grip loosened slowly before letting his wrist go.