[fic] Chapter 13b - Love Complex

[jadexscandal]

Title: Love Complex
Length: 13b/??
Author: jadexscandal
Beta: peachinlabel
Rating: overall NC17
Pairings: YooSu (main), YunJae (side), JaeMin(side) (hints off: MinSu, Past!HoMin&Past!Ho/FC)
Themes: Drama, Romance, smut, Angst and some fluff at times.
Warning: Yaoi, cheating, rough language.
Disclaimer: I'm still saving my money., & banner made byaiko103
Summary for this chapter: Yoochun thinks it's time for Junsu to confront his parents, JaeMin gets busy while Yunho meets someone familiar.
A/N: Found me a beta for this fic YAY XD
Previous: 00.|| 01.|| 02., 03.|| 04.|| 05.|| 06.|| 07a.|| 07b.|| 08.|| 09.|| 10.|| int.|| 11a. || 11b.|| 12.|| 13a.



Note:
-There had been a little confusion about the way they address Jaejoong in this fic, if you don't remember, then read the Character profiles , I can remember I mentioned the reason there. Hopes it clears up the confusion :).
- The text the italic parts are the Junsu's (and sometimes Yoochun's) thoughts.
-I still not figured out how many chapters this fic will be, but for now, I've plenty of ideas. That means there will still be a lot of chapters in the future XD (until I just get so annoyed and fed up with this story that I just toss it away *bricked*

Chapter 13b - Do I really love you?
Never trust him… Never trust him… NEVER TRUST HIM!

Exhaling deeply, the used air left his lungs only to make way for new oxygen. His breathing came in pants and his body was trembling with the non-stop touches on his bare skin.

Hard on hard.

“Ch-Changmin...” The man on top of him made him do unexpected things, his body jerking up as electrifying shocks dominated him, his eyes shut tightly and his hands clenching the bed sheets. He should be feeling good; he should be enjoying the tenderness Changmin was treating him with.

But something didn’t feel right, he felt like he was making a terrible mistake.

“Jaejoong...” He heard him whispering in his ear. The soft, trembling tone sent shivers down his spine, causing him to moan faintly. He couldn’t deny that deep in his heart, he wanted to hear his name being called out.

But by who?

And what’s with all these sudden doubts, this stingy feeling in his chest?

He extended his neck to fully enjoy the moving lips, the kisses and licks on his pale skin. How long had it been since he’d felt like this? Too long to even remember.

The last one who had caressed him like this was Yunho, but that was years ago, before everything went wrong. There had been times when Yunho held him, lazily kissed the back of his neck and rocked him to sleep. There had been times when they had exchanged glances, little words of love and kisses, but where did it all go?

He’d always been hoping that those times would last forever, but forever couldn’t happen.

And now, Jaejoong was drowning in Changmin’s dark eyes, allowing himself to enjoy Changmin’s breath on his collarbones, his chest, abdomen and thighs.

Never trust him. Jaejoong huffed in thought.

If Yunho had ever loved him, for real, he wouldn’t have treated him so badly. Pleasuring him, but at the same time hurting him deeply.

Jaejoong wanted to break free from that pain by running away from the guy he once thought he would be with forever. But that dream of forever had been shattered into pieces.

Now, he’d found someone he could share that pain with, someone who’d felt the same as he did.

But was this a good way?

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With a loud heave for oxygen, Junsu woke up from his terrible nightmare. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he faced the darkness of the bedroom.

“Y-Yoochun-shii!” A cry of despair left his throat, a call in the darkness to the one he knew he would be safe with. Then he felt two familiar arms wrap themselves around his slender frame. Wet lips touched his cheek and said hands caressed his lower back when he fell down on top of his lover, tears freshly flowing down his face; breath coming out in sobs.

“Junsu... Junsu, I'm here.” His lover’s low, but gentle voice whispered in his ear.

Junsu hid his face against Yoochun's shoulder, still shaking from the fear of his nightmare. “Y-Yoochun-shii~” His hands clawed the teacher's T-shirt. “I... I...”

“Shhh, don't force it.” The man's words soothed his raging heart, drying his tears. Desperately, he nuzzled into the warmth of his lover’s body; the only safe place he had. “I... I had a nightmare...”

Yoochun's fingers combed through Junsu's thick locks. “I see. Do you want to talk about it?”

Junsu nodded his head slowly. “It... It was about my parents... About Yun Jin...” He swallowed the lump in his throat and closed his eyes. “One time- I made her stop breathing...”

“…”

“My parents didn't talk to me for weeks... Maybe months…” The memory was painful; he could still feel the dull ache in his heart. “I… I've never felt so lonely in my life.” His voice died off, now biting his bottom lip to stop himself from shedding even more tears.

“Junsu... Why don't you go to them and talk to them?” Yoochun asked, caressing the teenager's cheeks softly.

“N-No!” A shocked squeak emerged from his throat and his eyes widened. “I-I can't… They will... “

“They will what, Junsu?”

“They won't let me talk to them...” Junsu lowered his head. “E-Even if I want to talk to them it's impossible... They’ll act like I don't exist because they don't c-care about me...”

As Junsu started to cry again Yoochun couldn't do anything but to hug him closely. “Junsu... If you want to feel better we must face them.” Yoochun said, hands reaching up to gently stroke Junsu's spine. “I'm not only your lover, but I'm also your teacher. And as your teacher I think your parents have the right to know where you are… “

“B-But... I don't want t-to see them... “

“They are your parents Junsu-ah...”

Junsu nuzzled his face into Yoochun's shoulder and cried on for a while, until he fell asleep in Yoochun's arms, exhausted.

The one thing Junsu feared the most was facing his parents, and even more so if Yoochun were to tag along. If they knew he was in a relationship with his teacher they'd only hate him more. And if that happened, he'd surely never be able to see Yoochun again.

The last thing he wanted was to end up alone again.

He wanted Yoochun to be always there; to catch him when he falls.

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“Shim Changhae...”

“Hmm?”

“What are you doing here?”

Changhae blew out the smoke from his cigarette and chuckled. “Why? You brought me here.” He stretched out his hand to the glass of vodka on the side table and took a long sip. “So I should ask you instead, what am I doing here.”

The dim light lit the room well enough to see each other's faces; Yunho stared lazily at Changhae, wiggling his head slightly so the few stray strands of hair got out of his sight. Groaning he turned on his stomach. “Never mind...”

“I've got to say, you’ve become even more handsome, Yunho-shii…”

“You don't have to tell me things I already know...”

Changhae clicked his tongue. “Very modest aren’t we, today?” He retorted sarcastically, scooting closer so he could slide the filter of his cigarette in between Yunho's lips. “Usually people thank others when they give them compliments.”

Yunho chuckled bitterly. “No fucking way will I ever thank you. I know who you're looking for but I don't know where he is.”

“Oh, but I do know.”

The evil smirk on Changhae's face made him want to throw up, but he resisted, surprised by the other’s words. “Why don't you just go to him then?”

“Because there's someone who's staying with my brother, Yunho-shii. Mother told me about him, some guy she was totally happy about, someone called Jaejoong.”

“Jaejoong?!” Yunho raised his head as he heard the oh-so familiar name. “He's with Changmin?” Anger started to boil up in his chest.

“Ah~ So you know this Jaejoong?” Changhae let his fingers trail over Yunho's arm, touching his bare skin with his fingertips. “What do you think they're doing now, Yunho-shii?”

Yunho gritted his teeth. “Tell me where he is.”

“Hmm, but why should I tell you?”

In an instant, Yunho rolled on top of Changhae and wrapped his arms around the guy's neck. “Tell me where Jaejoong is!”

Changhae gasped and weakly placed his hands on Yunho's. “Yun-Yunho. I-I'll tell you... J-Just...” Yunho's grip slightly loosened around his neck. “B-But, I won't tell you for free…”

“What do you want?”

“Make love to me.”

Yunho jerked up a little, frowning. “And why would I do that?”

“Hmm. Well, didn't we just make out already? So why don't we go a little further?” Changhae grinned and pushed Yunho on his back. His legs straddled Yunho's waist and he leaned in to ghost his lips over the other's. “Besides, I know you can't resist a good fuck and if you can, I won't tell you where your Jaejoong is.”

With an inaudible hiss he turned his head away when Changhae planted kisses all over his body, marking him like he used to.

It all felt so familiar.

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AT LAST!  IT'S HERE *flails* Muuh Don't kill me for being so late T^T! I was in a little writers block *gets bricked* BUT I'm back again 8D

Today school starts... I don't want to go. But I made a promise with myself, I'll do my homework in the afternoon and spend time on the computer in the evening! I want to pass my exams this year so n___n HWAITING!