[FIC] M.P.B Chapter 6
Title: M.P.B
Author: Suju_sapna or Sweetdrugs
Rating: NC-17
Length: 6/?
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
The girl woke up suddenly in her bed. She quickly took a glance around the room just to find an empty space at the other side of the bed. She sighed in frustration before looking at the digit clock. 7 am. She groaned as she fell back on the fluffy red pillow making her hair whirled around her. Out of sudden anger she pushed harshly the duvet off her body and stomped off her room. She made her entrance in the kitchen as loudly as she could and sat in front of her waiting breakfast. She didn’t touch her meal but glared at the man sitting across her who was sipping at his coffee staring calmly back at her.
“Where were you yesterday?” she asked finally her tone was harsh and her tune bitter.
“Good morning to you too, Yes I’m fine today and you?” the man replied as he put down the cup. The sound did not even outmatch the deafening silence that was now reigning in the flat. Her glare only intensified at the response; he couldn’t make her more angry right now. She snarled showing off her white teeth to him.
“I’m sorry, I had some time with my colleagues“ He finally sighed in defeat.
“You know it was supposed to be tonight!” she yelled slamming her hands on the table, almost desperately straightening, trying to outweigh him but failing miserably.
“I couldn’t know!”
“You kidding me? It’s written here on the fridge!” she pointed at the calendar pinned on the fridge to prove her point “And look yesterday night was circle in red! We made it to be sure to have a child! Why couldn’t you follow this, huh?”
“And you think that I want to fuck because today was in red? I’m not programmed like this! I don’t get a hard on because today is red you know? I get one because you do all the things for it! And when I’m finally in the mood you just shoo me away saying today is not a baby-day! And I have to relieve myself in the bathroom with my hand as only ally!”
“Oh yeah you poor guy” she said clearly mocking him as she crossed her arm over her chest glaring at him for his stupid talk.
“Yes of course! When was it the last we fucked, like for real?” he whined almost looking cute to her eyes, but no she was angry and she was going to prove it. But as she tried to recall the last time they had some couple-lovey-dovey’s time, her face fell down slowly, soothing her creased forehead and clenched jaw. She couldn’t remember when the last time was. She could only recall forced intercourse two or three days following, trying vainly to put some life in her stomach. She sighed deciding to put aside her anger to have a good day-start with her love.
“Don’t know! I’m quite surprised that you’re still here with me” she took a bite at her toast that he had prepared for her before her outburst.
“Don’t worry I have my fun. I leave the building : I fuck the concierge, I go to my work : I fuck my secretary”
She rolled her eyes at him “stupid”
“No really” he put his hand on her forearm pressing it softly “I want us to be like before, I want it to be like it must be done! Like the first time we met! You know like we didn’t plan it and it just came like that, and finally we got carried away and it was fucking awesome to make love to you till morning came!”
She smiled at him covering his hand with her own and squeezed it. As she felt something hard poking her finger she looked down. Their alliances shined lightly as to make them remember that they were once an happy couple and that they had to make it durable. Yes she could not stay angry at him, she was guilty too. Maybe tonight she would be able prove him her culpability and offer him a wonderful night.
She smiled: yes she definitely would.
Yunho woke up as always just few seconds before his alarm went off. And at the first steering ring his arm flung by automatism across the bed and shut the angry item. He stayed there long enough for his second alarm to ring the same deafening sound. Yes he put two alarms. Why? Because. This time he got up and stepped into his wide bathroom to prepare himself for an other routine workday.
One hour later his was on the street he knew all too well. The sun would not have been too high if the clouds had let him shine on the city. An other rainy days for Seoul people. This was a little depressing, yet he liked this kind of weather.
“Mister Jung?”
Yunho looked around to see who was calling him. He did not have to search too long as he saw few steps away from him a guy leaning on the fence behind him. Yunho recognized him. Well he recognized the platine blond hair more than the guy in himself. Because Jaejoong did not look the same. It only has been 3 days since the break out in the camp, and Yunho remembered that today they had to hear him out. Jaejoong had now better clothes or to be said more fashioned clothes. Jeans that did not seem too loose, more like too thigh, a black shirt and a brown jacket. It did not look brand new but it looked right on him. Yes he just had to admit that Jaejoong was undeniably handsome. He would have said beautiful but after hearing his manly voice and tasting his strength, Yunho knew he could not mistake the boy for a girl. And he knew the boy would not appreciate any mistake.
“Hi” Yunho came beside him. He wanted to stare at him a little bit longer to define what other manly features he could find to the feminine boy. But staring was rude, and usually boys or girls who went through too many hardship, did not like to be stare at. So he just averted his eyes in front of him giving his profile to Jaejoong.
“Why are you dressed like that?”
Yunho looked down at him. Today he was wearing a suit, a black one. His white shirt was not iron and the first two buttons were open showing off his neck and gave a glimpse of his collarbone. A grey tie was hanging loosed around his neck. Oh hell he did not like when the tie was too tight around his neck so fuck off his look he just wanted to be comfortable when doing his job. Leeteuk usually let the thing pass after just one comment about how they had to look proper enough to give a good image of police.
“Because all others days we have casual clothes, every Tuesday we have to come to work like this.”
Jaejoong hummed in response as he looked at him up and down, the brunette just letting him stare and letting his weigh lean on the fence and causing it to deep a little.
They did not speak as Yunho reach for his pocket and pulled from it his cigarettes. He put one between his lips, lighted it and tucked his lighter back in the packet.
“Can you give me one?” Yunho did not turn to Jaejoong as the latter spoke. He just drew a long puff from the stick and stared at the entrance of his “office”
“No, you’re still underage”
“Weren’t you underage when you started?”
“Yes”
“See!!”
“That’s still no”
“Unfair!”
Yunho knew he was not the one to explain to him that’s life was not fair. The boy surely did not have his childhood and maybe had never known what really “Childhood” means. But as his work dictated him he had to make a comment.
“I’m no one to tell you that, but smoking won’t solve your problems”
He was just met with a long silence. When finally the boy spoke out he seemed so tired and far away.
“My father was usually the one to give me cigarettes” He hoped up on the fence to sit on it “He wasn’t a bad man I think, he was just lost! Everyone will tell me that I’m just trying to deny the true, but I know better. Even if he didn’t like Taemin he tried to take a good care of him and I. But he had no money and had debt everywhere so what could he do? He was always angry and yelled a lot but never took his anger on us. Never beat us. Every time he would go outside to smoke and drink, and some times after I had tucked Taemin in bed I would go sit beside him and that’s when he would give me cigarettes. It was not the best thing a father should do but it was how he was, we would not speak because we didn’t have to. We were not happy, but we were not abused. I just wished that we had more money and maybe our life would have been better as our relationship with him. Now I don’t want him to have too much charges pressed against him, I want him to have a new life an try to redeem himself, maybe a new wife, new children…”
His voice started to crack and Jaejoong lolled his head back to stare at the sky and to let his tears remained unshed. He had already cried too much, now it was time to get its act together and have his life back to move toward a brighter future.
Yunho had been listening to him though he still did not look at him.
“You’re really mature”
“I guess I had to, I had no choice”
“After what you’ve lived I guess no”
“We didn’t live; we’ve just tried to survive”
They just stay there side by side each of them lost in their own though. He just heard Jaejoong shuffling beside him and from the corner of hi eyes he could see that the boy was now sitting in the fence. Yunho threw his cigarettes on the floor before putting his hands in his pockets. He did not know what to reply, but he knew that he did not have to.
Not too long after a car pulled over in front of them. Yoochun extracted himself from the passenger seat and shut the door behind him. Like Yunho he was wearing a black suit with a light brown tie. Yunho and Jaejoong stared as the window was pulled down revealing a young smiling man.
“Hello Yunho”
“Hi Junsu, bringing the Diva before going to uni?” he smirked as Yoochun came at the other side of the car. Junsu laughed
“He soo wanted me to! As he said “I don’t want the entire girls jumping me on the subway because of my hot look””
Yoochun smirked at them and leant down.
“What can I do? I’m handsome” He pecked his boyfriend’s lips wishing him a good day.
“Love you”
“Me too” And then Junsu was gone Yoochun waving madly at the disappearing car just causing Yunho to shake his head at his friend behavior.
“Too cheesy”
“I’m lovestruck!” grinned wildly Yoochun.
“Do you have no shame?”
“Not at all!” Yoochun wiggled his eyebrow and Yunho could only smile at his friend silliness.
“Hello, you’re Jaejoong right?” Yoochun had turned to face the boy. Jaejoong nodded lightly at him.
“Where is your brother?” Yoochun asked as he looked around expecting the younger boy near the blond man.
“He couldn’t come, today he was going to register with the Head Lady“
“Register?”
“To go to school”
“Wow that’s fast! But that’s good! What about you Jaejoong?”
“I think I’m going to find a little job”
“You shouldn’t” intervened Yunho and the two other turned to look at him “You should go back to school too!” Jaejoong smiled sadly at Yunho’s profile as the man still did not look at him.
“I have no money to do so” A that Yoochun and Yunho did not have anything to reply.
“Hey losers!” Yoochun and Yunho sighed in relief as they heard their Oh-so-gentle colleague called them.
Changmin came to them waving and smiling wickedly. He stopped by Yoochun’s side and gave him a big slap on the back making the poor man chock as his upper body was snapped forward.
“As always you look you look ugly in this suit!”
“You don’t look any better” he coughed.
“I’m hot, you fool!”
Yoochun was ready to shot back but Changmin simply ignored him to look at Jaejoong and Yunho. He sized Jaejoong up and down trying to remember where he had seen the guy before.
“Staring is rude” Jaejoong couldn’t help but let the words out of his mouth before thinking. Changmin’s eyes were brought up to meet the man’s stare as Yoochun gawk in bewilderment. Yunho chuckled lightly at their reaction when Changmin tried vainly to stutter an excuse to the blond man, Yoochun burst in laughter thanking Jaejoong’s blunt comment.
“I like this guy!”
Changmin glared at him before turning back to Jaejoong.
“And you are?”
“Kim Jaejoong”
“Ah yes Jaejoong, right Yunho? “ he said slowly, his eyes drifting to Yunho standing form.
“Shut up” Yunho didn’t like the new sparkling that was born in the tall man’s eyes. Yes Jaejoong took him by surprise earlier this week, but really he didn’t need Changmin almighty mouth to remind him.
“By the way, where are the others?”
“I guess Jessica is already inside, and the others won’t be that long! But I was thinking, I’m quite surprise to see Yoochun here” Changmin smirked as he poked repeatedly Yoochun in the ribs.
“Junsu’s brought him”
Changmin paused mid air looking back at Yunho, blinking, surprised at the fact, but his grin slowly got back on his face.
“Oh, that’s explain everything” and he resumed his poking dodging every attacks from Yoochun who was trying to paw his finger away. The two started bickering or more like Changmin kept teasing Yoochun who couldn’t get away.
“Did you get laid Chunni?”
“Shut up!”
“Oh Chunni got laid”
“Shut up you acne-boy”
“I’m not”
“You are!”
“What’s happening here?” Siwon came suddenly between them eyebrows raised in question.
“Changmin got his first erection this night!” Yoochun smiled evilly at the poking Changmin, speaking before the youngest could, delighted at the sight of Changmin’s eyebrows that was now twitching.
“Oh really it’s about time!” Siwon replied turning to Changmin glad to be able to tease the youngest.
“Maybe next time he will have his first ejaculation” laughed Hankyung as he wrapped his arm around Changmin shoulders in a manly manner but pinching his cheek like a Grand ma would do to a children.
“Yeah maybe Yunho could teach me how to use my hands” He smirked at him and all the men laughed at the poor Yunho.
“What’s the?” frowned the said man who didn’t understand why his name suddenly popped in the conversation while he was doing nothing but smoking silently.
Kibum who had arrived the same time as the two others, turned to Jaejoong smiling at him.
“Don’t mind them they tend to act like children sometimes”
Jaejoong chuckled as he looked back at the group of men while Yunho smiled glaring playfully at Changmin and tucking once again another cigarette in his mouth.
As he looked at the men before him Jaejoong could not help but think that all of them were really handsome, clad in there suit. They just outstand, here in the gloomy street. Manliness and authority were dripping from their every move, every word spoken and whatever they did it was sweating of confidence..To Jaejoong they were the first strong figures he ever had in his entourage, strong and reliable, not like his father’s “friends” he had seen times to times. He really wished that one day he will also be able to be like them, to have real friends, real work, real life.
He sighed looking down at him. Well he had some decent clothes so for now it was a beginning.
“Jaejoong?” Kibum voice snapped him from his thought. He looked up at the man surprised to have been caught in his thought like this. Looking around him he noted that while he was thinking the men had entered the station leaving him behind with Kibum and Yunho.
“Are you coming with us?”
He nodded to the policemen who smiled in return before turning and heading to the gate leaving Yunho behind. Jaejoong turns slightly too admire the older man who was now lightening an other long stick. Among them Yunho had caught his eyes first. Maybe because he was the first he saw but even after meeting them all, his mind didn’t change. Yunho was tall, Yunho was handsome, Yunho was strong, Yunho was a lot of things, he had felt that the first time he had met his eyes. And at that moment Yunho had awoken something inside him, he knew it, at the same time he set him free from his father’s hold. And for that, Jaejoong could not now stop himself from admiring him more than he should.
“You should stop smoking” said Yunho snapping once again Jaejoong out of his though once again when Kibum had disappeared from their sight.
“You too”
“If I’m caught smoking I won’t have any problems while you…” Yunho turned around to look at him for the first time since they’ve started to talk. A jolt of electricity ran up Jaejoong’s spine as their eyes locked making him shiver from delight and new excitement he could not describe but which felt so right.
“That’s for me to decide!” he managed to said.
“Yeah you right” Yunho parted from the fence taking one more puff from his cigarette making their contact end just as he came. “But if I caught you smoking, I won’t make any difference from others teenager” he added. And Jaejoong felt disappointed, he didn’t know why. He couldn’t understand why but the feeling he had, that came with the shivers, he wanted to have it again, taste it and keep it.
“I’m not a teenager, but I guess you seeing me as one shouldn’t surprise me right?” he jumped from the fence in a standing position and stepped toward the older man.
Yunho merely arched one eyebrow at the boy comment staring at Jaejoong who was now standing to close before him, his eyes slightly up to meet his but not too much as he noted that Jaejoong was not really far behind his own height. Their eyes were locked and he had to refrain himself from diverting them away from the blond. Jaejoong reached slowly to Yunho’s hand which was mid way to his mouth with his two fingers circled around the stick. He hardly had time to register what was happening that Jaejoong had already snatched away his stick and was now bringing it to his own lips never leaving Yunho’s almond shaped eyes, as to dare him to protest. And Yunho watch too stunned to protest and he just witnessed as Jaejoong drew slowly on it. Satisfied, Jaejoong threw the butt aside not minding at all where it land and breathed out his toxic but addicting steam in Yunho’s face. Yunho just stared back at him not moving from an inch quite surprised by the youngest’s act.
“I could arrest you right now, you know!?” his voice calm.
Jaejoong just smiled at him then in a fast motion pushed him harshly causing Yunho to stumble backward to collide with the car parked along the side walk and making his back arched at the choc. He tried to say something only to have his breath taken away as Jaejoong came crashing their bodies together brutally leaving Yunho’s lunges empty of air. Jaejoong’s form slide up sensually against Yunho’s body, fitting the manly curves like a puzzle and awaking good shiver at every inch of stimulated area. Once again Yunho did not know what was happening to him and before he knew Jaejoong’s hand wrapped around his nape, fingers tangling in his hair, and pulled him roughly toward him his lips crashing harshly against his.
SO??? I don't know what to think about this chapter.... tell me!!