Beast Over Flowers (4/?) - part 1
Title : Beast Over Flowers (4/?)
Author: shasha717
Pairing : Dooseob / Eventual Junseung
Rating : PG-13
Summary : Yang Yoseob enters the Shinhwa High where he meets F4, Yong Junhyung, Son Dongwoon, Lee Kikwang and the last but not least, our almighty Yoon Doojoon.
--------
“That boy… No matter how I think about it, is totally into me.”
Kikwang gaped open on the words, was that the exact words that just fall from Yoon Doojoon’s mouth? If it was indeed Doojoon, then the said male must have been crazy. But he still treasures his life, so he doesn’t sound out his thinking.
Junhyung’s eyebrow twitched at the statement. “Yoon Doojoon, how in the world did you come into that conclusion?”
Doojoon shook his head and made a ‘tsk tsk’ sound. “You guys… How can you call yourselves experts of love or even get the title of 'Casanova'?”
Doojoon got up from his seat while crossing his arms in front of his chest, while the other two were sitting down like two little good student. Doojoon started, “People always say things which are opposites from what they intend to say.”
Kikwang and Junhyung just mumbled an ‘unh’, not sure where Doojoon is going with this.
Doojoon continued, “Although that blonde appears to loathe me on surface, I can tell he’s totally infatuated by me- Kikwang, lower your hand, I don’t take question.”
Kikwang, who was raising his hand, quickly took it down and fidget with it instead.
“That blonde didn’t want the person he likes to misunderstand, so he came insisting himself to be pure and innocent.” Doojoon’s lips curved up to a smirk, “Saying that he hasn’t had his first kiss yet…” Doojoon trailed off, hoping his two students would continue his sentence, but they didn’t.
“…is his way of saying he’s waiting his first kiss from me.” Doojoon concluded with a huff.
There was a slight moment of silence before Kikwang got up from his seat and started clapping his hands, “Bravo! Bravo!”
Junhyung’s mouth was parted open until he realized it was open that he closed it in his conscious. He was too struck in awe. “Impressive, Yoon Doojoon. You’re my friend, but that’s really some logic there.” Junhyung’s expression dropped for a while, before questioning, “…and are you aware that he’s a he?”
Doojoon lifted up his shoulders while nonchalantly answered, “It’s not that I dislikes males.”
***
“Excuse me, are you Mr. Yang Yoseob?”
Yoseob turned around just to find a suspicious baldy ajhussi with sunglasses and dark suit. He answered timidly, “If I am…?” Is he in some kind of trouble?
The ajhussi smiled, but not in a friendly way. “Can you come with me for a while?”
Yoseob’s instinctive answer in his head is no, but the word was stuck at his throat. He knew he shouldn’t trust this creep, and he made up a lame excuse, “Sorry, sir. But I’m a little bit busy now, so…” The blonde said while walking backwards but stumbled upon another man in dark suit.
The other person smiled, “We received an order to take you with us.”
This is the part where you should run away, Yang Yoseob. He cursed himself for slow reflects and decided just to make a run for it. So he did, but unfortunately, the men in dark suit grabbed him without any difficulties as it is two against one. They tied him neatly and anesthetized him as the limo ride along.
Then again, it was another blackout for Yoseob.
A distinctive odor spread around the room. Yoseob shifted comfortably in his sleep while snuggling to the soft pillow. He found the fragrant just a little bit like his garden of flowers, and the massage somebody was giving him feels heavenly- wait a minute.
Yoseob’s eyes fluttered open, only to find out that there were four women exploring his body. That seemed the most right word to describe this situation. He tried to get up but failed miserably as he found out that he was cuffed onto the table.
One of the women noticed the blonde has regained his consciousness. She smiled to the blonde, "Ah, you're awake. How do you feel Sir?"
Yoseob wanted to answer anything but 'fine' but it would be a lie because the treatment he was getting is the best he could ever wish for.
The woman who was probably used to people ignoring her question, she continued, "Please change into these, Sir."
Yoseob's trace of sleepiness had been long gone as he saw what was the costume the woman was refering too.
A maid costume. Great, which perverted ajhussi kidnapped him for some kinky cosplay?
Before Yoseob could realize what was happening, it was too late. A scream howled throughout the building, making one particular young man smiled in satisfaction.
Yoseob was a little bit hindered on his walking as it was the first time he walked with high heels. He applauds women who barely had any difficulties running on this thing.
He then shifted his attention to the beautiful corridor, walls made of glass, revealing the heavenly garden. It was complete with a big fountain, all kinds of greek statues and extraordinary flowers. Upon the breath taking view, Yoseob calmed down a bit.
He took a quick glance to the ajhussi that had been leading the way. The man seemed quite normal, friendly looking too, which make this whole thing quite difficult for Yoseob to understand.
The awkward silence was broken when the ajhussi started the conversation. "Everyone is very curious as this is the first time our Young Master has brought a friend other than F4 home," he said with a warm smile.
The blonde returned the smile half-heartedly, before gaining up his courage to ask, "Ajhussi, this place, is still in Korea, right?"
The older man nodded in response, "Yes, that's right"
"Is this Cheongwadae* or something?" Yoseob asked again. -(*Korean President's house)
The butler bite back a laugh at the ridiculous question, "No, Sir."
"Oh." Yoseob paused a bit, as his dress stuck out awkwardly, hindering him from walking freely. He tilted his head to the side, while asking again, "Why am I here?"
"I'm not quite sure myself, Sir," the ajhussi answered. "Ah, we've arrived. He's waiting for you."
Yoseob unconsciously fixed his hair as the male reached for the door knob, the blonde couldn't help but hope...
Dongwoon-sunbae?
But then reality wasn't as he wanted, and it was the last person he wanted to see on earth that was greeting him with a sly smile.
"Hey there, gorgeous," the deep voice spoke.
The ajhussi cleared up his throat and backed away from the room, leaving the two for some privacy.
Yoseob instinctively went for the door, but it was too late until he realized that it was locked and there was no escape from this pervert.
Yoseob could feel another body pushed up against him from behind, forcing him to kiss the door. The warm breath of the other was a bit disturbing. He quickly released himself from the awkward position, and now facing his kidnapper.
"Why are you here?" Yoseob cried out his pointless question.
Doojoon brought up his hand and stroked the blonde's rosy cheek affectionately, "Isn't it normal for me being in my own house?"
"What do you plan on doing to me this time?" Yoseob questioned with a hint of fear hidden behind the voice.
"I've done it already." Doojoon said with a cheeky grin, while maneuvering Yoseob in front of the mirror.
It took quite a while to digest the view. Yoseob wanted to puke at what his appearance. He looked like a fucking girl. Damn it, he was even wearing make up. Not that he looked ugly, but the fact that he was even prettier than ordinary girl disgusted him the most. Not to mention the maid hat with black ribbon complimented his now silky blonde hair. The maid costume just made it worse, the frills hanging cutely at just the half length of his thigh, his guyliner framing his brown orbs, okay he got to stop here.
"Well, well, aren't you a pretty little thing." Doojoon whispered in a low husky voice from behind, sending shivers down the blonde's spine.
"Why are doing this to me? You pervert-freak." Yoseob snapped back, in order to disguise his growing fear of what Doojoon might do to him.
Doojoon ignored the question and gave out a smile. "Hey, commoner. If you like me, just say so."
Yoseob blinked a few times. No, he hadn't just heard wrong. "...What?"
Doojoon snickered at the response, "Right, I forgot you talk in opposites."
Yoseob's fear turned out to be pretty much unreasonable. Maybe this guy won't sexually harrass him. "Yah, Yoon Doojoon, this kind of joke isn't funny."
Doojoon's smile just widened, nearly reaching ear to ear. "Nobody's around, so you can be open about liking me here."
Yoseob stared dumbly to the elder in front of him. This guy must have miraculously escaped from the asylum.
"I'm willing to make an exception, and will humbly recognize you outside the school area." Doojoon shamelessly continued, "If you do as I say, I will treat you as the Almighty Yoon Doojoon's lover. Understand?"
An awkward silence reigned.
Hell, this have been a waste of time. Yoseob's mind could only string these words, "Fuck this. I'm leaving."
Doojoon was a little bit stunned at the refusal. Now, he didn't expect that. He caught the other by the arm, before he could leave the room, "Are you saying you don't want it?"
Yoseob pried his wrist off the rather painful grab, with a scoff answered, "After being kidnapped by a psycho like you, did you really think I would say yes? Just from the sight of your face makes me feel like bugs are crawling all over my body."
No response. Maybe a yell would do.
"Get me my uniform now!!!"
***
Yoseob started to regret his decision of refusing without hesitation the offer Yoon Doojoon made for driving him home. He's now walking barefooted, legs cramped from walking god knows how far has he walked. It's been 30 minutes but even the front gate was nowhere in sight.
His complaints and rants were going on and on in his mind, until a Harley stopped in front of him, therefore preventing him from proceeding.
He looked up, the person was removing his helmet, revealing a handsome face. Guess who.
F4's Son Dongwoon.
Why does this guy keep showing up when he's in an embarassing situation?
"Where are you heading to?" He asked with a nonchalant voice.
The blonde hung his head low, obviously ashamed of his state. "Home."
"In that manner?" Dongwoon raised an eyebrow, eyes directing to Yoseob's bare feet.
"Some situation cropped up," was the best answer he could give.
"Every time I see you, you're always in some kind of dramatic situation." Dongwoon commented while grabbing a pair of shoes from his bag and threw them to the shorter male.
Yoseob muttered out a thanks, and wore them. His feet were already hurting anyway, no need to worry about his pride here.
"Hop aboard, commoner." Dongwoon supplied.
***
Yoseob peeped through the entrance of the F4 Headquarters. It's been the first time he actually visit this place without ill intentions.
His eyes scanned the room, but had no luck finding the man. He sighed and then took a few steps in. Soon enough, he was already being welcome by the other F4 members, Yong Junhyung and Lee Kikwang.
Junhyung was looking unusually happy, too quick to jump out from his seat and went for the door, something he rarely does. "My, my, look what we've got here. The infamous flower boy has stepped in to the F4 Headquarters."
Kikwang followed Junhyung to the front entrance like a puppy to his mother. "Why are you here?" Kikwang questioned with curiosity, "Doojoon isn't here, you know."
Yoseob scrunched up his face in disgust while involuntarily emitted an "ew".
Junhyung noticed the pair of red sneakers which the blonde was hugging tight. "Isn't that Dongwoon's shoes?"
Yoseob nodded in reply, "Yes. Please help me return it to him." After handing Junhyung the object, the blonde was about to back away and left, but Junhyung stopped him.
"Wait. Have a cup of tea before you leave," Junhyung offered.
Yoseob hesitated at the invitation, but he had no reason to refuse, so he took a seat.
"You really said that to Doojoon?" Kikwang couldn't stop giggling as he listened to Yoseob's story back at Doojoon's residence.
Junhyung was rather amazed, because so far, there hasn't been one single soul dared to defy the F4 Leader.
Yoseob was feeling quite awkward telling these things to his mortal's enemy friends, but they didn't seem evil. Then a commercial that played on TV caught the blonde's attention. Specifically, Yoon Eunhye's CF.
Junhyung who noticed this, commented, "Ah, Eunhye-noona." He turned to Kikwang, "She should be coming back soon, right?"
Kikwang nodded in agreement, "Dongwoonie will be very happy."
Junhyung eyed the uneasy blonde, "You seemed to be very curious about something."
"Ask us. We'll tell you if we know." Kikwang added with a tooth grin, "Take it that we're repaying you."
Yoseob was confused, "Repaying? For what?"
"It has been really fun lately." Junhyung said, chuckling. "All thanks to you."
Yoseob let out a half-hearted smile before questioning, "Does Dongwoon-sunbae and Yoon Eunhye, know each other?"
(Part 2)
Author: shasha717
Pairing : Dooseob / Eventual Junseung
Rating : PG-13
Summary : Yang Yoseob enters the Shinhwa High where he meets F4, Yong Junhyung, Son Dongwoon, Lee Kikwang and the last but not least, our almighty Yoon Doojoon.
--------
“That boy… No matter how I think about it, is totally into me.”
Kikwang gaped open on the words, was that the exact words that just fall from Yoon Doojoon’s mouth? If it was indeed Doojoon, then the said male must have been crazy. But he still treasures his life, so he doesn’t sound out his thinking.
Junhyung’s eyebrow twitched at the statement. “Yoon Doojoon, how in the world did you come into that conclusion?”
Doojoon shook his head and made a ‘tsk tsk’ sound. “You guys… How can you call yourselves experts of love or even get the title of 'Casanova'?”
Doojoon got up from his seat while crossing his arms in front of his chest, while the other two were sitting down like two little good student. Doojoon started, “People always say things which are opposites from what they intend to say.”
Kikwang and Junhyung just mumbled an ‘unh’, not sure where Doojoon is going with this.
Doojoon continued, “Although that blonde appears to loathe me on surface, I can tell he’s totally infatuated by me- Kikwang, lower your hand, I don’t take question.”
Kikwang, who was raising his hand, quickly took it down and fidget with it instead.
“That blonde didn’t want the person he likes to misunderstand, so he came insisting himself to be pure and innocent.” Doojoon’s lips curved up to a smirk, “Saying that he hasn’t had his first kiss yet…” Doojoon trailed off, hoping his two students would continue his sentence, but they didn’t.
“…is his way of saying he’s waiting his first kiss from me.” Doojoon concluded with a huff.
There was a slight moment of silence before Kikwang got up from his seat and started clapping his hands, “Bravo! Bravo!”
Junhyung’s mouth was parted open until he realized it was open that he closed it in his conscious. He was too struck in awe. “Impressive, Yoon Doojoon. You’re my friend, but that’s really some logic there.” Junhyung’s expression dropped for a while, before questioning, “…and are you aware that he’s a he?”
Doojoon lifted up his shoulders while nonchalantly answered, “It’s not that I dislikes males.”
***
“Excuse me, are you Mr. Yang Yoseob?”
Yoseob turned around just to find a suspicious baldy ajhussi with sunglasses and dark suit. He answered timidly, “If I am…?” Is he in some kind of trouble?
The ajhussi smiled, but not in a friendly way. “Can you come with me for a while?”
Yoseob’s instinctive answer in his head is no, but the word was stuck at his throat. He knew he shouldn’t trust this creep, and he made up a lame excuse, “Sorry, sir. But I’m a little bit busy now, so…” The blonde said while walking backwards but stumbled upon another man in dark suit.
The other person smiled, “We received an order to take you with us.”
This is the part where you should run away, Yang Yoseob. He cursed himself for slow reflects and decided just to make a run for it. So he did, but unfortunately, the men in dark suit grabbed him without any difficulties as it is two against one. They tied him neatly and anesthetized him as the limo ride along.
Then again, it was another blackout for Yoseob.
A distinctive odor spread around the room. Yoseob shifted comfortably in his sleep while snuggling to the soft pillow. He found the fragrant just a little bit like his garden of flowers, and the massage somebody was giving him feels heavenly- wait a minute.
Yoseob’s eyes fluttered open, only to find out that there were four women exploring his body. That seemed the most right word to describe this situation. He tried to get up but failed miserably as he found out that he was cuffed onto the table.
One of the women noticed the blonde has regained his consciousness. She smiled to the blonde, "Ah, you're awake. How do you feel Sir?"
Yoseob wanted to answer anything but 'fine' but it would be a lie because the treatment he was getting is the best he could ever wish for.
The woman who was probably used to people ignoring her question, she continued, "Please change into these, Sir."
Yoseob's trace of sleepiness had been long gone as he saw what was the costume the woman was refering too.
A maid costume. Great, which perverted ajhussi kidnapped him for some kinky cosplay?
Before Yoseob could realize what was happening, it was too late. A scream howled throughout the building, making one particular young man smiled in satisfaction.
Yoseob was a little bit hindered on his walking as it was the first time he walked with high heels. He applauds women who barely had any difficulties running on this thing.
He then shifted his attention to the beautiful corridor, walls made of glass, revealing the heavenly garden. It was complete with a big fountain, all kinds of greek statues and extraordinary flowers. Upon the breath taking view, Yoseob calmed down a bit.
He took a quick glance to the ajhussi that had been leading the way. The man seemed quite normal, friendly looking too, which make this whole thing quite difficult for Yoseob to understand.
The awkward silence was broken when the ajhussi started the conversation. "Everyone is very curious as this is the first time our Young Master has brought a friend other than F4 home," he said with a warm smile.
The blonde returned the smile half-heartedly, before gaining up his courage to ask, "Ajhussi, this place, is still in Korea, right?"
The older man nodded in response, "Yes, that's right"
"Is this Cheongwadae* or something?" Yoseob asked again. -(*Korean President's house)
The butler bite back a laugh at the ridiculous question, "No, Sir."
"Oh." Yoseob paused a bit, as his dress stuck out awkwardly, hindering him from walking freely. He tilted his head to the side, while asking again, "Why am I here?"
"I'm not quite sure myself, Sir," the ajhussi answered. "Ah, we've arrived. He's waiting for you."
Yoseob unconsciously fixed his hair as the male reached for the door knob, the blonde couldn't help but hope...
Dongwoon-sunbae?
But then reality wasn't as he wanted, and it was the last person he wanted to see on earth that was greeting him with a sly smile.
"Hey there, gorgeous," the deep voice spoke.
The ajhussi cleared up his throat and backed away from the room, leaving the two for some privacy.
Yoseob instinctively went for the door, but it was too late until he realized that it was locked and there was no escape from this pervert.
Yoseob could feel another body pushed up against him from behind, forcing him to kiss the door. The warm breath of the other was a bit disturbing. He quickly released himself from the awkward position, and now facing his kidnapper.
"Why are you here?" Yoseob cried out his pointless question.
Doojoon brought up his hand and stroked the blonde's rosy cheek affectionately, "Isn't it normal for me being in my own house?"
"What do you plan on doing to me this time?" Yoseob questioned with a hint of fear hidden behind the voice.
"I've done it already." Doojoon said with a cheeky grin, while maneuvering Yoseob in front of the mirror.
It took quite a while to digest the view. Yoseob wanted to puke at what his appearance. He looked like a fucking girl. Damn it, he was even wearing make up. Not that he looked ugly, but the fact that he was even prettier than ordinary girl disgusted him the most. Not to mention the maid hat with black ribbon complimented his now silky blonde hair. The maid costume just made it worse, the frills hanging cutely at just the half length of his thigh, his guyliner framing his brown orbs, okay he got to stop here.
"Well, well, aren't you a pretty little thing." Doojoon whispered in a low husky voice from behind, sending shivers down the blonde's spine.
"Why are doing this to me? You pervert-freak." Yoseob snapped back, in order to disguise his growing fear of what Doojoon might do to him.
Doojoon ignored the question and gave out a smile. "Hey, commoner. If you like me, just say so."
Yoseob blinked a few times. No, he hadn't just heard wrong. "...What?"
Doojoon snickered at the response, "Right, I forgot you talk in opposites."
Yoseob's fear turned out to be pretty much unreasonable. Maybe this guy won't sexually harrass him. "Yah, Yoon Doojoon, this kind of joke isn't funny."
Doojoon's smile just widened, nearly reaching ear to ear. "Nobody's around, so you can be open about liking me here."
Yoseob stared dumbly to the elder in front of him. This guy must have miraculously escaped from the asylum.
"I'm willing to make an exception, and will humbly recognize you outside the school area." Doojoon shamelessly continued, "If you do as I say, I will treat you as the Almighty Yoon Doojoon's lover. Understand?"
An awkward silence reigned.
Hell, this have been a waste of time. Yoseob's mind could only string these words, "Fuck this. I'm leaving."
Doojoon was a little bit stunned at the refusal. Now, he didn't expect that. He caught the other by the arm, before he could leave the room, "Are you saying you don't want it?"
Yoseob pried his wrist off the rather painful grab, with a scoff answered, "After being kidnapped by a psycho like you, did you really think I would say yes? Just from the sight of your face makes me feel like bugs are crawling all over my body."
No response. Maybe a yell would do.
"Get me my uniform now!!!"
***
Yoseob started to regret his decision of refusing without hesitation the offer Yoon Doojoon made for driving him home. He's now walking barefooted, legs cramped from walking god knows how far has he walked. It's been 30 minutes but even the front gate was nowhere in sight.
His complaints and rants were going on and on in his mind, until a Harley stopped in front of him, therefore preventing him from proceeding.
He looked up, the person was removing his helmet, revealing a handsome face. Guess who.
F4's Son Dongwoon.
Why does this guy keep showing up when he's in an embarassing situation?
"Where are you heading to?" He asked with a nonchalant voice.
The blonde hung his head low, obviously ashamed of his state. "Home."
"In that manner?" Dongwoon raised an eyebrow, eyes directing to Yoseob's bare feet.
"Some situation cropped up," was the best answer he could give.
"Every time I see you, you're always in some kind of dramatic situation." Dongwoon commented while grabbing a pair of shoes from his bag and threw them to the shorter male.
Yoseob muttered out a thanks, and wore them. His feet were already hurting anyway, no need to worry about his pride here.
"Hop aboard, commoner." Dongwoon supplied.
***
Yoseob peeped through the entrance of the F4 Headquarters. It's been the first time he actually visit this place without ill intentions.
His eyes scanned the room, but had no luck finding the man. He sighed and then took a few steps in. Soon enough, he was already being welcome by the other F4 members, Yong Junhyung and Lee Kikwang.
Junhyung was looking unusually happy, too quick to jump out from his seat and went for the door, something he rarely does. "My, my, look what we've got here. The infamous flower boy has stepped in to the F4 Headquarters."
Kikwang followed Junhyung to the front entrance like a puppy to his mother. "Why are you here?" Kikwang questioned with curiosity, "Doojoon isn't here, you know."
Yoseob scrunched up his face in disgust while involuntarily emitted an "ew".
Junhyung noticed the pair of red sneakers which the blonde was hugging tight. "Isn't that Dongwoon's shoes?"
Yoseob nodded in reply, "Yes. Please help me return it to him." After handing Junhyung the object, the blonde was about to back away and left, but Junhyung stopped him.
"Wait. Have a cup of tea before you leave," Junhyung offered.
Yoseob hesitated at the invitation, but he had no reason to refuse, so he took a seat.
"You really said that to Doojoon?" Kikwang couldn't stop giggling as he listened to Yoseob's story back at Doojoon's residence.
Junhyung was rather amazed, because so far, there hasn't been one single soul dared to defy the F4 Leader.
Yoseob was feeling quite awkward telling these things to his mortal's enemy friends, but they didn't seem evil. Then a commercial that played on TV caught the blonde's attention. Specifically, Yoon Eunhye's CF.
Junhyung who noticed this, commented, "Ah, Eunhye-noona." He turned to Kikwang, "She should be coming back soon, right?"
Kikwang nodded in agreement, "Dongwoonie will be very happy."
Junhyung eyed the uneasy blonde, "You seemed to be very curious about something."
"Ask us. We'll tell you if we know." Kikwang added with a tooth grin, "Take it that we're repaying you."
Yoseob was confused, "Repaying? For what?"
"It has been really fun lately." Junhyung said, chuckling. "All thanks to you."
Yoseob let out a half-hearted smile before questioning, "Does Dongwoon-sunbae and Yoon Eunhye, know each other?"
(Part 2)