E.T. 3/5
Title: E.T. (Extraterrestrial)
Pairing: ChangMin/JaeJoong
Length: chaptered
Genre: supernatural, science-fiction, romance, fluff, smut, AU
Rating: NC 17
WARNING:M-Preg
Beta:shadowofmyday
A/N: This fic is obviously caused by this video.
And till now, this the most fcked up thing I have ever written. xD
Summary: For already 5 years JaeJoong works as an assistant to his cousin JunSu on a space exploring base "Athena", run by commander Jung YunHo.
He have seen all kind of space monsters, aliens and creeps, yet he never imagined that somewhere in the universe there could be someone as gorgeous as the new 'inhabitant' of the base. And even more- he never could have imagined that this gorgeous creature is made for him - that he is his mate and that he can give JaeJoong everything he could ever want.
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Part 1 // Part 2
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Extraterrestrial 3
“JaeJoong.” A pleasant voice, that seemed more familiar than any other sound on earth, whispered against JaeJoong’s ear, and a warm breath tingled his neck.
JaeJoong murmured something that sounded like ‘just a little bit longer’ and cuddled closer to the body next to him.
“JaeJoong.” The voice repeated and soft lips pressed against JaeJoong’s forehead. “I already stayed here longer than I should.” The voice continued, while a pair of strong arms wrapped around JaeJoong’s still sleepy body, pulling him up into a sitting position.
“No…” JaeJoong murmured against the other's chilly skin and somehow settled in the other's lap, like it was the right place for him to be.
“We will both get in major trouble if I don’t leave now.” The voice now seemed a bit different and the other's breath didn’t touch JaeJoong’s skin.
JaeJoong finally forced his eyes to open and looked at the gorgeous alien in whose lap he was now settled.
“But I want to know more about you. I want to base my affection on something apart from physical attraction.” JaeJoong’s arms snaked around ChangMin’s neck. “And apart from the fact that the Universe set us together.” He continued with a smile before ChangMin even said anything.
“We will have plenty of time to know each other better later.” ChangMin said with a smile and kissed JaeJoong’s neck. “But right now it might cause panic, if I’m not where I'm supposed to be.” His voice clearly rang through JaeJoong’s mind, but ChangMin’s lips didn’t move.
“How did you do that?” JaeJoong’s eyes went wide and ChangMin raised his head from JaeJoong’s skin.
As a reply he got a smile and ChangMin’s voice ringing trough his mind. “As I said before- high level telepathy. And this is not the only trick I know, but there’s no use of others here.” He smiled a bit wider, as JaeJoong’s mouth opened a little because of the shock.
“I guess this is the limit of new information you can accept in less than a day.” ChangMin said aloud now and kissed JaeJoong, letting his tongue to slide over the inside of the other's parted lips, waking JaeJoong up from his state of shock and join the kiss.
His hold around ChangMin’s neck got only tighter when the other started to nibble on JaeJoong’s lower lip, sucking it into his mouth, licking and gently biting on it, until it was bright red. And he didn’t stop at that.
ChangMin’s kisses traced over JaeJoong’s neck, making him arch out, revealing more skin for ChangMin’s kisses and touches. The alien continued to worship every inch of skin on JaeJoong’s shoulders and chest with his mouth, this time leaving marks like proof, that he was here and JaeJoong didn’t imagine anything.
The urge to ‘return the favor’ and touch ChangMin with the same affection and attention grew only stronger and JaeJoong slid one of his hands over ChangMin’s chest and abdomen, trying to remember every single curve of that perfect body, that unique feeling when he touched the other's skin. His fingers finally curled around the other's cock, thrusting his own body forward with enough force to make ChangMin fall on his back.
“JaeJoong…” ChangMin half groaned, half moaned as JaeJoong’s hand moved even faster and his hips continued to rock back and forth, his other hand gripping ChangMin’s chest. “We really don’t have time…” he groaned again and stopped JaeJoong’s hand.
“This will be fast.” JaeJoong pouted and fell forward to kiss ChangMin.
“I don’t want fast.” ChangMin’s arms wrapped around JaeJoong’s shoulders, pulling him as close as possible, without breaking the kiss. “I want it slow. As slow as possible. Making you go crazy with every move.” His fingers danced over JaeJoong’s spine, down to his lower back, his tongue still invading the other's mouth. “I want to fulfill every single wish you have, to fulfill mine with you.” His long digits traced over JaeJoong’s crack, making him moan.
They broke away with a gasp and ChangMin sat up again, pulling JaeJoong along.
“I really have to go.” He whispered nuzzling in JaeJoong’s hair, catching his scent.
“Can’t we, like, get your ship back and just go away?” JaeJoong asked, resting his head against ChangMin’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around his torso in a strong grip, trying to ignore his own erection.
“No.” ChangMin’s fingers brushed trough others hair. “The baby needs to be born in Earth's atmosphere. The air on Jumun would be too hot for his first breath.” He continued.
JaeJoong raised his head and looked into the other's lizard-like eyes.
“You know, that I have at least a hundred questions about the baby, right?” he asked, brushing a few bangs away from ChangMin’s face.
“I know. But I bet the crew of this base will have even more questions if I won’t be in my cell soon.” ChangMin said with a little bit sad smile.
“I know.” JaeJoong sighed and climbed out of the other's lap, letting him get up.
His eyes were almost glued to the other's tall, perfect frame, moving around the room to pick up his clothes.
“I wonder what I did to receive this gift literally from heaven…” JaeJoong sighed in his thoughts as ChangMin started to put his clothes on.
“I heard that.” The other's voice rang through JaeJoong’s mind clearly, shocking him yet again.
With a wide smile, already fully dressed, ChangMin climbed back in bed and kissed yet again shocked JaeJoong. “Our bound is now stronger and I can communicate with you like this.” He said aloud. “So, in a way I will be next to you all the time.” He kissed JaeJoong again. “Just don’t ‘reply’ too dirty. I don’t know how much I will be able to control my body, now that I know you’re mine.”
JaeJoong just smiled in return and blushed a little.
How could he keep dirty thoughts away, if he was 100% sure that they will invade his mind every time he sees ChangMin?
“I really have to go.” ChangMin said in a little bit sad tone and kissed JaeJoong’s forehead and just before he climbed out of the bed, he leaned down and kissed JaeJoong’s abdomen.
“See you later.” He smiled and melted into thin air, leaving JaeJoong alone, a bit touched and definitely sexually frustrated.
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The first changes in JaeJoong’s body didn’t make him wait too long.
It took just a few days for the first signs of pregnancy to announce to JaeJoong that there’s less than a month until his baby will be really here.
It was almost odd how happy he felt knowing this and from ChangMin’s ‘replies’, he was pretty sure that even his thoughts squealed like crazy.
Gladly, no one noticed JaeJoong’s sudden craving for all possible food he could get. Neither did anyone notice the glances he exchanged with ChangMin nor the slight touches, nor the way how JaeJoong smiled when ever he was near the tall alien. The rest of time JaeJoong probably looked sad and if he didn’t look like that, he definitely felt like that for sure.
It wasn’t enough just to hear ChangMin’s voice.
JaeJoong wanted to see him, to feel his touches, to feel how his breath touches his skin. He wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to cuddle in his arms and ask all those questions he had. And he couldn’t deny how much he wanted to feel the other filling him up again; fitting in his body so perfectly that even remembering made JaeJoong long for that even more.
Near the middle of second week from the night JaeJoong finally ‘binded’ with ChangMin, there was no way that no one noticed the obvious changes in JaeJoong’s body.
It was rather impossible to hide his growing stomach in the uniforms, but gladly JunSu was too busy with finding a replacement to another device that ChangMin blew up when they run more tests on his definitely fascinating mind, to spare a moment and check on JaeJoong.
Things would probably have continued like this if not for JaeJoong’s clumsiness.
He was taking away a tray from ChangMin’s ward, when he tripped over his own feet and almost landed hard on the floor, if not for a pair of arms, that caught him in the middle of his fall and pulled him into a protective embrace, where, he thought, he fit just perfectly.
“Be more careful.” ChangMin said in a worried tone.
Forgetting about where they were, JaeJoong wrapped his arms around ChangMin’s neck and tilted his head back to look in others eyes.
“But it feels so good now.” JaeJoong smiled and received a smile in a return.
“JaeJoong!” A voice that rather fit in JaeJoong’s nightmares not the half dream he was in now rang around the ward, dragging ChangMin’s and JaeJoong’s attention to the door.
Commander Jung stood in the door among with some of his best men, guns aimed straight at JaeJoong and ChangMin.
“Step away from him JaeJoong.” He said and JaeJoong could feel how ChangMin’s arms leaves his body and falls helplessly against his sides.
“Do what he says.” ChangMin’s voice rand trough JaeJoong’s mind. “I really don’t want to kill anyone while I’m on earth and that would only cause problems.” The anger in his voice was obvious, so JaeJoong obeyed and unwillingly stepped away from ChangMin until Jung grabbed his wrist and pulled him farther, until they were out of the ward and Jung continued to pull him toward JunSu’s office.
Soldiers followed them, still aiming at ChangMin, until the door shut and was locked.
“I would like to rip ‘commander's’ arm out of his shoulder just because he touched you.” ChangMin hissed and JaeJoong glanced back to see ChangMin’s death glare, drilling in Jung’s back.
Soon the glass wall of the ward disappeared from JaeJoong’s view, as Jung continued to drag him down the hall and straight in to JunSu’s office.
“He needs a checkup.” Jung said, almost tossing JaeJoong forward. The latter one barely managed to catch himself on the table in the middle of the room.
“I have…”
“He needs a checkup NOW! That’s an order!” Jung cut JunSu off and followed every single movement of his with his eyes.
It seemed like forever until JunSu finished the examination, especially checking JaeJoong’s suddenly ‘swollen’ stomach.
“This can’t be right.” JunSu murmured and checked the notes he took again. “This isn’t possible.” He muttered and pulled out a device he never used, mostly because there were only men in this base, but it was left there in case of a need for search for bullets.
“JaeJoong, please lie down and lift your shirt.” JunSu murmured and turned the ultrasonic device.
“Maybe… No?” JaeJoong murmured and forced out a fake laughter. “There’s no need for that thing…” he laughed again.
“Do what JunSu said.” Jung ordered, still standing next to the door, arms crossed on his chest.
With a heavy sigh JaeJoong did as he was told and JunSu’s gasp after a few minutes made him to sat up quickly and stand up from the table.
“Maybe I should…”
“JaeJoong has… has something inside him.” JunSu cut JaeJoong off and turned to Jung.
“What?” Jung yelled.
“It looks like a child in a bout 3rd or 4th month of developing, but I have no idea how that is possible.” JunSu murmured, still shocked.
“The alien.” Jung uttered and JaeJoong automatically turned to him. “He’s been around him even more than you JunSu.” Jung continued and walked closer to JunSu.
“That could be true…” other murmured and once more checked his notes.
“What are you waiting for?” Jung asked, raising his voice. JunSu looked at him with questioning gaze. “Get that thing out of JaeJoong.” JaeJoong’s eyes went wide and he automatically wrapped his arms around his abdomen.
“But…” JunSu tried to say something.
“No ‘buts’. We don’t know how the thing got in him or what can it do to him when it grows, neither what it is and…”
“Stop calling him an ‘it’” JaeJoong murmured.
“What?” Jung turned to him.
“He’s not ‘it’, so stop calling him like that.” JaeJoong was fully aware how delusional he sounded, but it hurt his feelings as a… as a parent, if his child was called ‘it’.
“See!” Jung turned back to JunSu. “I bet that thing is affecting his mind.”
“He’s not a thing!” JaeJoong almost screamed.
“It’s okay, JaeJae.” Jung turned to him with a fake smile. “Just lie down and we will get it out of you.” He tried to touch JaeJoong but the other stepped back.
“No. I won’t.” JaeJoong shook his head.
“Listen to us and everything will be okay.” Jung still tried to keep up with the ‘kind’ act.
“I said no! No one will touch me not to mention harming my baby.” JaeJoong took few more steps back.
“Get ready for operation.” Jung hissed at JunSu and continued to move closer to JaeJoong. “It’s going to be okay. Trust us.” He tried to reach for JaeJoong but the other snapped his hand away.
“Don’t you dare touch me!” JaeJoong hissed.
“Fine.” YunHo took few steps back. “Let’s do it your way. Guards!” A few of Jung’s best men came in. “Set him on the table.” He nodded toward JaeJoong and the guards started to move forward.
“No!” JaeJoong yelled and stepped even more back, until he hit the wall. “Don’t touch me!” he screamed when one of the guards tried to grab his wrist. He threw him away with the entire strength he had, though he didn’t have a lot of it, since carrying an alien child under his heart took a lot of energy.
Somehow the guards got closer and grabbed JaeJoong.
At the very moment the door popped open and another guard rushed it, dragging Jung’s attention.
“Sir, the alien.” The guard gasped. “he disappeared from his ward. He’s not there.” He continued to try to catch his breath until his colleagues screamed and one of them flew across the room.
Jung turned back to JaeJoong, finding the alien breaking all possible bones in his mens' bodies by tossing them around.
The one who was still holding JaeJoong’s upper arm because of the shock ended up with the same hand he was holding JaeJoong, twisted behind his back until it cracked and then roughly pushed forward. The guard landed on the medical table with a thud.
Automatically the alien's arms wrapped around JaeJoong’s shaking frame, turning his back to everyone else in the room.
It took almost a minute for JaeJoong to realize that he was in ChangMin’s arms.
He desperately clenched his hands in the other's shirt and hid his face in the crook of the other's neck.
“I’m sorry. I should have come faster.” ChangMin drew smoothing circles on JaeJoong’s back, trying to calm his still shaking mate.
“They were going to…”
“I know.” ChangMin pulled him closer. “I should have…” He didn’t end his thought as a heavy growl broke trough his lips. A rain of lasers started to burn ChangMin’s back, as Jung ordered his men to open fire on the alien.
He wrapped his body even more around JaeJoong so they wouldn’t hit him, though he obviously was in mind-blowing pain right now.
JaeJoong’s grip on ChangMin’s shirt got even stronger as the other's body started to shook.
“Let’s see how much he can take! Full power!” Jung ordered and even JaeJoong could feel how they were pushed forward.
Laser guns were meant not to kill, but to shock and stop from further actions with massive burns, but in such intensity…
He couldn’t be sure how much ChangMin could take.
JaeJoong’s heart ached as he felt how ChangMin’s hold loosens, though he tried not to show any reaction to lasers burning his back.
It didn’t take long for guns to overheat and when he heard the soldiers changing their guns, he slipped out of ChangMin’s hold and stood in front of him.
“JaeJoong. Don’t.” Even ChangMin’s voice in his mind sounded weak.
“Trust me.” JaeJoong tried not to tear up as he glanced back at ChangMin and saw his bright red, raw back.
“Get out of the way!” Jung hissed.
“No! Shoot me too then.” JaeJoong moved a little, so he would cover as much of ChangMin as possible.
“Don’t be stupid.” Jung scoffed.
“No, you stop being stupid.” JaeJoong said with confidence. “You have a perfect humanoid specimen who’s cooperating and now you also have an example how this humanoid breeds. You have his mate and child.” JaeJoong heard how his own voice rang with pride when he called himself ChangMin’s ‘mate’. “We will cooperate if you don’t separate us and just let us be. Doesn’t matter if that means for us to be under constant observation.” JaeJoong continued and dragged JunSu’s attention.
The scientist went closer to Jung and whispered something in his ear that made the commander frown but nod in agreement.
“Fine.” Jung uttered. “But remember that this was your choice.” He continued and ordered a few soldiers to go toward JaeJoong and the alien.
“We can walk ourselves.” JaeJoong said when one of the soldiers tried to grab ChangMin’s arm.
“Fine.” Jung scoffed and left.
“Can you walk?” JaeJoong turned to ChangMin and asked aloud, receiving a nod in return. “Okay.” He said feeling a bit relieved, though he was sure, that ChangMin lied.
He hooked the other's arm around his neck and followed the guards who escorted them back to ChangMin’s ward.
When the metal doors closed and the lock clicked, ChangMin’s legs gave up and he collapsed on his knees.
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PART 4
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Pairing: ChangMin/JaeJoong
Length: chaptered
Genre: supernatural, science-fiction, romance, fluff, smut, AU
Rating: NC 17
WARNING:M-Preg
Beta:shadowofmyday
A/N: This fic is obviously caused by this video.
And till now, this the most fcked up thing I have ever written. xD
Summary: For already 5 years JaeJoong works as an assistant to his cousin JunSu on a space exploring base "Athena", run by commander Jung YunHo.
He have seen all kind of space monsters, aliens and creeps, yet he never imagined that somewhere in the universe there could be someone as gorgeous as the new 'inhabitant' of the base. And even more- he never could have imagined that this gorgeous creature is made for him - that he is his mate and that he can give JaeJoong everything he could ever want.
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Part 1 // Part 2
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Extraterrestrial 3
“JaeJoong.” A pleasant voice, that seemed more familiar than any other sound on earth, whispered against JaeJoong’s ear, and a warm breath tingled his neck.
JaeJoong murmured something that sounded like ‘just a little bit longer’ and cuddled closer to the body next to him.
“JaeJoong.” The voice repeated and soft lips pressed against JaeJoong’s forehead. “I already stayed here longer than I should.” The voice continued, while a pair of strong arms wrapped around JaeJoong’s still sleepy body, pulling him up into a sitting position.
“No…” JaeJoong murmured against the other's chilly skin and somehow settled in the other's lap, like it was the right place for him to be.
“We will both get in major trouble if I don’t leave now.” The voice now seemed a bit different and the other's breath didn’t touch JaeJoong’s skin.
JaeJoong finally forced his eyes to open and looked at the gorgeous alien in whose lap he was now settled.
“But I want to know more about you. I want to base my affection on something apart from physical attraction.” JaeJoong’s arms snaked around ChangMin’s neck. “And apart from the fact that the Universe set us together.” He continued with a smile before ChangMin even said anything.
“We will have plenty of time to know each other better later.” ChangMin said with a smile and kissed JaeJoong’s neck. “But right now it might cause panic, if I’m not where I'm supposed to be.” His voice clearly rang through JaeJoong’s mind, but ChangMin’s lips didn’t move.
“How did you do that?” JaeJoong’s eyes went wide and ChangMin raised his head from JaeJoong’s skin.
As a reply he got a smile and ChangMin’s voice ringing trough his mind. “As I said before- high level telepathy. And this is not the only trick I know, but there’s no use of others here.” He smiled a bit wider, as JaeJoong’s mouth opened a little because of the shock.
“I guess this is the limit of new information you can accept in less than a day.” ChangMin said aloud now and kissed JaeJoong, letting his tongue to slide over the inside of the other's parted lips, waking JaeJoong up from his state of shock and join the kiss.
His hold around ChangMin’s neck got only tighter when the other started to nibble on JaeJoong’s lower lip, sucking it into his mouth, licking and gently biting on it, until it was bright red. And he didn’t stop at that.
ChangMin’s kisses traced over JaeJoong’s neck, making him arch out, revealing more skin for ChangMin’s kisses and touches. The alien continued to worship every inch of skin on JaeJoong’s shoulders and chest with his mouth, this time leaving marks like proof, that he was here and JaeJoong didn’t imagine anything.
The urge to ‘return the favor’ and touch ChangMin with the same affection and attention grew only stronger and JaeJoong slid one of his hands over ChangMin’s chest and abdomen, trying to remember every single curve of that perfect body, that unique feeling when he touched the other's skin. His fingers finally curled around the other's cock, thrusting his own body forward with enough force to make ChangMin fall on his back.
“JaeJoong…” ChangMin half groaned, half moaned as JaeJoong’s hand moved even faster and his hips continued to rock back and forth, his other hand gripping ChangMin’s chest. “We really don’t have time…” he groaned again and stopped JaeJoong’s hand.
“This will be fast.” JaeJoong pouted and fell forward to kiss ChangMin.
“I don’t want fast.” ChangMin’s arms wrapped around JaeJoong’s shoulders, pulling him as close as possible, without breaking the kiss. “I want it slow. As slow as possible. Making you go crazy with every move.” His fingers danced over JaeJoong’s spine, down to his lower back, his tongue still invading the other's mouth. “I want to fulfill every single wish you have, to fulfill mine with you.” His long digits traced over JaeJoong’s crack, making him moan.
They broke away with a gasp and ChangMin sat up again, pulling JaeJoong along.
“I really have to go.” He whispered nuzzling in JaeJoong’s hair, catching his scent.
“Can’t we, like, get your ship back and just go away?” JaeJoong asked, resting his head against ChangMin’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around his torso in a strong grip, trying to ignore his own erection.
“No.” ChangMin’s fingers brushed trough others hair. “The baby needs to be born in Earth's atmosphere. The air on Jumun would be too hot for his first breath.” He continued.
JaeJoong raised his head and looked into the other's lizard-like eyes.
“You know, that I have at least a hundred questions about the baby, right?” he asked, brushing a few bangs away from ChangMin’s face.
“I know. But I bet the crew of this base will have even more questions if I won’t be in my cell soon.” ChangMin said with a little bit sad smile.
“I know.” JaeJoong sighed and climbed out of the other's lap, letting him get up.
His eyes were almost glued to the other's tall, perfect frame, moving around the room to pick up his clothes.
“I wonder what I did to receive this gift literally from heaven…” JaeJoong sighed in his thoughts as ChangMin started to put his clothes on.
“I heard that.” The other's voice rang through JaeJoong’s mind clearly, shocking him yet again.
With a wide smile, already fully dressed, ChangMin climbed back in bed and kissed yet again shocked JaeJoong. “Our bound is now stronger and I can communicate with you like this.” He said aloud. “So, in a way I will be next to you all the time.” He kissed JaeJoong again. “Just don’t ‘reply’ too dirty. I don’t know how much I will be able to control my body, now that I know you’re mine.”
JaeJoong just smiled in return and blushed a little.
How could he keep dirty thoughts away, if he was 100% sure that they will invade his mind every time he sees ChangMin?
“I really have to go.” ChangMin said in a little bit sad tone and kissed JaeJoong’s forehead and just before he climbed out of the bed, he leaned down and kissed JaeJoong’s abdomen.
“See you later.” He smiled and melted into thin air, leaving JaeJoong alone, a bit touched and definitely sexually frustrated.
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The first changes in JaeJoong’s body didn’t make him wait too long.
It took just a few days for the first signs of pregnancy to announce to JaeJoong that there’s less than a month until his baby will be really here.
It was almost odd how happy he felt knowing this and from ChangMin’s ‘replies’, he was pretty sure that even his thoughts squealed like crazy.
Gladly, no one noticed JaeJoong’s sudden craving for all possible food he could get. Neither did anyone notice the glances he exchanged with ChangMin nor the slight touches, nor the way how JaeJoong smiled when ever he was near the tall alien. The rest of time JaeJoong probably looked sad and if he didn’t look like that, he definitely felt like that for sure.
It wasn’t enough just to hear ChangMin’s voice.
JaeJoong wanted to see him, to feel his touches, to feel how his breath touches his skin. He wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to cuddle in his arms and ask all those questions he had. And he couldn’t deny how much he wanted to feel the other filling him up again; fitting in his body so perfectly that even remembering made JaeJoong long for that even more.
Near the middle of second week from the night JaeJoong finally ‘binded’ with ChangMin, there was no way that no one noticed the obvious changes in JaeJoong’s body.
It was rather impossible to hide his growing stomach in the uniforms, but gladly JunSu was too busy with finding a replacement to another device that ChangMin blew up when they run more tests on his definitely fascinating mind, to spare a moment and check on JaeJoong.
Things would probably have continued like this if not for JaeJoong’s clumsiness.
He was taking away a tray from ChangMin’s ward, when he tripped over his own feet and almost landed hard on the floor, if not for a pair of arms, that caught him in the middle of his fall and pulled him into a protective embrace, where, he thought, he fit just perfectly.
“Be more careful.” ChangMin said in a worried tone.
Forgetting about where they were, JaeJoong wrapped his arms around ChangMin’s neck and tilted his head back to look in others eyes.
“But it feels so good now.” JaeJoong smiled and received a smile in a return.
“JaeJoong!” A voice that rather fit in JaeJoong’s nightmares not the half dream he was in now rang around the ward, dragging ChangMin’s and JaeJoong’s attention to the door.
Commander Jung stood in the door among with some of his best men, guns aimed straight at JaeJoong and ChangMin.
“Step away from him JaeJoong.” He said and JaeJoong could feel how ChangMin’s arms leaves his body and falls helplessly against his sides.
“Do what he says.” ChangMin’s voice rand trough JaeJoong’s mind. “I really don’t want to kill anyone while I’m on earth and that would only cause problems.” The anger in his voice was obvious, so JaeJoong obeyed and unwillingly stepped away from ChangMin until Jung grabbed his wrist and pulled him farther, until they were out of the ward and Jung continued to pull him toward JunSu’s office.
Soldiers followed them, still aiming at ChangMin, until the door shut and was locked.
“I would like to rip ‘commander's’ arm out of his shoulder just because he touched you.” ChangMin hissed and JaeJoong glanced back to see ChangMin’s death glare, drilling in Jung’s back.
Soon the glass wall of the ward disappeared from JaeJoong’s view, as Jung continued to drag him down the hall and straight in to JunSu’s office.
“He needs a checkup.” Jung said, almost tossing JaeJoong forward. The latter one barely managed to catch himself on the table in the middle of the room.
“I have…”
“He needs a checkup NOW! That’s an order!” Jung cut JunSu off and followed every single movement of his with his eyes.
It seemed like forever until JunSu finished the examination, especially checking JaeJoong’s suddenly ‘swollen’ stomach.
“This can’t be right.” JunSu murmured and checked the notes he took again. “This isn’t possible.” He muttered and pulled out a device he never used, mostly because there were only men in this base, but it was left there in case of a need for search for bullets.
“JaeJoong, please lie down and lift your shirt.” JunSu murmured and turned the ultrasonic device.
“Maybe… No?” JaeJoong murmured and forced out a fake laughter. “There’s no need for that thing…” he laughed again.
“Do what JunSu said.” Jung ordered, still standing next to the door, arms crossed on his chest.
With a heavy sigh JaeJoong did as he was told and JunSu’s gasp after a few minutes made him to sat up quickly and stand up from the table.
“Maybe I should…”
“JaeJoong has… has something inside him.” JunSu cut JaeJoong off and turned to Jung.
“What?” Jung yelled.
“It looks like a child in a bout 3rd or 4th month of developing, but I have no idea how that is possible.” JunSu murmured, still shocked.
“The alien.” Jung uttered and JaeJoong automatically turned to him. “He’s been around him even more than you JunSu.” Jung continued and walked closer to JunSu.
“That could be true…” other murmured and once more checked his notes.
“What are you waiting for?” Jung asked, raising his voice. JunSu looked at him with questioning gaze. “Get that thing out of JaeJoong.” JaeJoong’s eyes went wide and he automatically wrapped his arms around his abdomen.
“But…” JunSu tried to say something.
“No ‘buts’. We don’t know how the thing got in him or what can it do to him when it grows, neither what it is and…”
“Stop calling him an ‘it’” JaeJoong murmured.
“What?” Jung turned to him.
“He’s not ‘it’, so stop calling him like that.” JaeJoong was fully aware how delusional he sounded, but it hurt his feelings as a… as a parent, if his child was called ‘it’.
“See!” Jung turned back to JunSu. “I bet that thing is affecting his mind.”
“He’s not a thing!” JaeJoong almost screamed.
“It’s okay, JaeJae.” Jung turned to him with a fake smile. “Just lie down and we will get it out of you.” He tried to touch JaeJoong but the other stepped back.
“No. I won’t.” JaeJoong shook his head.
“Listen to us and everything will be okay.” Jung still tried to keep up with the ‘kind’ act.
“I said no! No one will touch me not to mention harming my baby.” JaeJoong took few more steps back.
“Get ready for operation.” Jung hissed at JunSu and continued to move closer to JaeJoong. “It’s going to be okay. Trust us.” He tried to reach for JaeJoong but the other snapped his hand away.
“Don’t you dare touch me!” JaeJoong hissed.
“Fine.” YunHo took few steps back. “Let’s do it your way. Guards!” A few of Jung’s best men came in. “Set him on the table.” He nodded toward JaeJoong and the guards started to move forward.
“No!” JaeJoong yelled and stepped even more back, until he hit the wall. “Don’t touch me!” he screamed when one of the guards tried to grab his wrist. He threw him away with the entire strength he had, though he didn’t have a lot of it, since carrying an alien child under his heart took a lot of energy.
Somehow the guards got closer and grabbed JaeJoong.
At the very moment the door popped open and another guard rushed it, dragging Jung’s attention.
“Sir, the alien.” The guard gasped. “he disappeared from his ward. He’s not there.” He continued to try to catch his breath until his colleagues screamed and one of them flew across the room.
Jung turned back to JaeJoong, finding the alien breaking all possible bones in his mens' bodies by tossing them around.
The one who was still holding JaeJoong’s upper arm because of the shock ended up with the same hand he was holding JaeJoong, twisted behind his back until it cracked and then roughly pushed forward. The guard landed on the medical table with a thud.
Automatically the alien's arms wrapped around JaeJoong’s shaking frame, turning his back to everyone else in the room.
It took almost a minute for JaeJoong to realize that he was in ChangMin’s arms.
He desperately clenched his hands in the other's shirt and hid his face in the crook of the other's neck.
“I’m sorry. I should have come faster.” ChangMin drew smoothing circles on JaeJoong’s back, trying to calm his still shaking mate.
“They were going to…”
“I know.” ChangMin pulled him closer. “I should have…” He didn’t end his thought as a heavy growl broke trough his lips. A rain of lasers started to burn ChangMin’s back, as Jung ordered his men to open fire on the alien.
He wrapped his body even more around JaeJoong so they wouldn’t hit him, though he obviously was in mind-blowing pain right now.
JaeJoong’s grip on ChangMin’s shirt got even stronger as the other's body started to shook.
“Let’s see how much he can take! Full power!” Jung ordered and even JaeJoong could feel how they were pushed forward.
Laser guns were meant not to kill, but to shock and stop from further actions with massive burns, but in such intensity…
He couldn’t be sure how much ChangMin could take.
JaeJoong’s heart ached as he felt how ChangMin’s hold loosens, though he tried not to show any reaction to lasers burning his back.
It didn’t take long for guns to overheat and when he heard the soldiers changing their guns, he slipped out of ChangMin’s hold and stood in front of him.
“JaeJoong. Don’t.” Even ChangMin’s voice in his mind sounded weak.
“Trust me.” JaeJoong tried not to tear up as he glanced back at ChangMin and saw his bright red, raw back.
“Get out of the way!” Jung hissed.
“No! Shoot me too then.” JaeJoong moved a little, so he would cover as much of ChangMin as possible.
“Don’t be stupid.” Jung scoffed.
“No, you stop being stupid.” JaeJoong said with confidence. “You have a perfect humanoid specimen who’s cooperating and now you also have an example how this humanoid breeds. You have his mate and child.” JaeJoong heard how his own voice rang with pride when he called himself ChangMin’s ‘mate’. “We will cooperate if you don’t separate us and just let us be. Doesn’t matter if that means for us to be under constant observation.” JaeJoong continued and dragged JunSu’s attention.
The scientist went closer to Jung and whispered something in his ear that made the commander frown but nod in agreement.
“Fine.” Jung uttered. “But remember that this was your choice.” He continued and ordered a few soldiers to go toward JaeJoong and the alien.
“We can walk ourselves.” JaeJoong said when one of the soldiers tried to grab ChangMin’s arm.
“Fine.” Jung scoffed and left.
“Can you walk?” JaeJoong turned to ChangMin and asked aloud, receiving a nod in return. “Okay.” He said feeling a bit relieved, though he was sure, that ChangMin lied.
He hooked the other's arm around his neck and followed the guards who escorted them back to ChangMin’s ward.
When the metal doors closed and the lock clicked, ChangMin’s legs gave up and he collapsed on his knees.
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PART 4
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