Quite Forbidden Chapter 1
Quite Forbidden
Yunho/Jaejoong, Changmin/Jaejoong, Changmin/Taemin (complicated)
NC-17 - R
After a drunken night of passion and ecstasy, Jaejoong wakes to the pleasant ray of sunshine caressing his face due to wide open curtains. He was in an uncluttered foreign room, under soft, azure blankets and beside him, a handsome stranger.
One night stands.
He's never engaged in one before. Jaejoong firmly believed in commitments, most especially monogamy and now here he was, hungover with his back pressed against some older man he met in a bar. After pushing all the events of that perfect night behind him, Changmin finds him then begs to start anew. What happens when he meets the stranger once more, but this time, he's dressed in an ugly sweatshirt, reading the daily newspaper, sipping a cup of strong, black coffee, and introduced as a father... Changmin's father.
Note: Yunho's “wife” shall be an OC since I don't want to attribute so much evil on any female celebrity. Seriously. You may imagine whoever you want. She's irrelevant lol.
CHAPTER 1
Yunho sighed upon reading the bank statements he received this morning by mail. It seems like it's that part of the year again where Haneul decides to lavishly spend all her money, also maxing out her black credit card in the process. The man did not have it in him to lecture his beloved wifeanymore since he's already had enough headaches to add up to a year's worth.
One more year.
Once Changmin turns eighteen, he can finally file for a divorce, and believe him, he's wanted to -tried to - file for one three years ago but she threatened him. At first, he did not heed to her warnings so after that, she threatened to steal his son away (even though she did not give a rat's ass about him). Yunho just couldn't take a risk... by doing so, he has bound his soul with that foul witch for another four years.
Oh how he wished he could sever all ties with her already. He did not love her; never did and never will. A relationship that begins with lies will inevitably end with lies. She is a cold and calculating harlot who he wished he had never crossed paths with.
But Changmin.
Without that evil demon of a woman, he'd never have his precious son. Well... Yunho decided that he should be glad. The wild, weed-like, shrub bore a beautiful fruit, one that he would forever love and care for, his only son.
Yunho's heart was scraped with a speck of guilt for cheating on his so-called wife. The man frequented in sex (with no strings attached). Most of the time, it was to release the tension and stress from within him. On others... well, he doesn't really need to explain that. He is a warm-blooded man after all. But what really ate at his heart was the fact that while he was doing this, he already knew of how his son would tear apart. He already lived in a dispassionate household, why add the fact that Yunho's an adulterer to hurt him even more?
Yunho's mind then diverged to a distant memory, one of the rare and sweet memories he has albeit living in this period of frustration all due to Haneul's constant aggravations; The one sole night that he lost himself to lust, passion, and absolute ecstasy that is, for someone a tad bit too young. The emotion he had for the boy was so close to love, and in a sick way, it reminded him of how he cared for Changmin. Seeing that teen so heartbroken beyond belief, made him feel protective. He suddenly felt the urge to hold him tight, comfort, soothe, and to spare those swollen doe-like eyes from the pain that was surfacing... for Yunho definitely knows how true sadness really feels.
The latter took a seat in the kitchen table after popping two pills in his mouth. Advil. Sadly, even though he's been wedded to Haneul for seventeen years, he still isn't immune to her atrocious ways and not to mention the added stress of his company.
Right at that moment, he heard the doorbell ring and barely a millisecond passed before he heard a booming “I'LL GET IT!!!” resonate from the living room. And to think about it, Yunho noticed that his son seemed to be overly perky this fine morning. Changmin must have been expecting someone, Yunho thought dismissively while he skimmed through the articles written on today's newspaper.
After reading a full article on today's economy, Yunho heard an attention-seeking cough.
“Dad?”
“Mmm” He replied while carefully folding up the newspaper and laid it on top of the glass table.
“I want you to meet someone.... This is Jaejoong... my lover...”
Jaejoong?!
Jaejoong, he said? Unnoticed by Changmin (who was currently preoccupied by his boyfriend), Yunho's eyes bolted up and he scrunched his eye brows in disbelief.
It was him.
The very teen he plundered into only a month ago. The same boy who rode his cock to oblivion whose erotic moans still taunt him in his wildest of dreams. The one he yearned for ever since he left...
He's Changmin's boyfriend.
Right when the man on top was about to latch his lips to his neck once more, the raven pushed him off harshly. The other man was now on the other side of the bed with a confused expression dawning on his face as Jaejoong stared, still trying to catch his breath.
“Wait... Jae-”
“I have a boyfriend.”
His son's boyfriend. He fucked his son's boyfriend... and he fucking enjoyed it.
“Father,” Changmin's head was now bowing low in his semblance of shame, “I'm deeply remorseful for... hiding this from you. I don't know what I was thinking I...”
Yunho could not help but tune his voice out as he simply stared at Jaejoong whose beauty was still as radiant as the shining sun. The young boy bit on his plump lips as he stood their uneasily, fully aware of Yunho's undivided attention towards him. Yunho could see that the fey man was trying his very best to look everywhere and anywhere but at him. He took note of how his usually pink flushed skin was slowly creeping to paleness, obviously horrified with this revelation too.
“...really wanted to tell you but I did not know how and I just feel so sorry, father, you don't deserve this especially since...”
Yunho's lips curved up a bit at his son's nervous habit that was unveiling. If the situation weren't as serious as this (one where you find out that your son is dating a man you just recently screwed), he would have laughed.
“...you can shout at me, I'll understand, for I am in the wrong. I just wish that you can bless-“
The eldest raised his hand to silence his rambling son, the single gesture causing Changmin to break out in cold sweat, afraid for the words that would escape his father's lips next.
“Jaejoong, was it?” Yunho pretended not to be familiar with the beauty. “A word, please.”
The raven-haired boy exchanged a nervous glance with his boyfriend, each glance because of very different reasons, before following Yunho's father down the long hallway leading to his study.
Jaejoong, all in his flustered and red glory, stood with his back pressed against the large brown doors with Yunho's sweet breath fanning his face. He disrupted Jaejoong's personal space a while ago and he chose to remain that way, domineering and haughty, focusing those sharp eyes on the younger boy.
“So...” He said after a moment of silence, “My son is the reason you were crying that night.” That night we....
Jaejoong's closed his eyes tightly. He did not like that. The phrase “My son.” passing through Yunho's fine lips sounded like a discordant melody sung by a peacock to his ears. It only reminded of his sins....and how he cannot turn his back from this issue. He was utterly disgusted in himself for sleeping with the very man that raised Changmin, whose very blood flows in Changmin's veins as well.
Changmin's fucking father.
A while ago while they were all still in the kitchen, he allowed the realization to first sink in, to settle in the roots until it finally dawned on him, reality slapping him on the face. That was what moved him to this mortified state.
And to think that that night with Yunho was one of the best he's ever had. And if he could recall correctly, Yunho hadn't gone with a condom... The boy couldn't even fathom the wrongness of it all.
“Yes, Yunho, he was...”
“And you cheated on my son... with me, his father...”
At this, Jaejoong slowly sank to the ground and covered his face in shame. “Yes, yes.” The beauty sobbed as he tried to curl into himself, still every bit embarrassed of himself.
Jaejoong never felt so small before, head hiding within his arms and rested on his knees. He was trembling... He could not control his overwhelming emotions that rampaged through his body.
All the while, the taller man stood frozen as he watched the anguish laden teen break down before him.
Yunho was confused. Definitely not with Jaejoong but more so, he was confused with himself. He didn't know if he should be guilty for bedding his son's boyfriend. He didn't know if he should apologize... and if so, to whom? Apologize to Jaejoong? But whatever for? It isn't like he knewhe dated Changmin in the first place. It isn't like he knew Changmin was dating anyone to begin with... (let alone fucking his peer). Apologize to Changmin? Or maybe... apologize to himself? Why? It was because.... he felt no remorse at all whatsoever. He felt the need to apologize to himself for thinking... that he wouldn't mind doing it with Jaejoong again if he had the chance...
The handsome man stooped down to Jaejoong's shaking form. He unsurely lifted his hand to caress his back, attempting to comfort him. With that, Jaejoong's head snapped up and laid his heartbreakingly beautiful eyes, now drawn to angered slits, on Yunho.
“Don't touch me.” He whispered coldly.
Not affected with his countenance at all, Yunho only tugged the svelte form closer, as if daring him to oppose him more...if he can.
“I said.” Jaejoong quietly hissed. “Don't. Touch. Me.”
“Or what?” The brunette pushed on, face nearing Jaejoong's menacing one.
“Or I'll-”
The other was not able to voice out his thoughts as the taller man's lips rushed on his own. Angered, he tried to push the man off. Yunho, desperately wanting to probe deeper in the man's hot cavern, all but grasped the raven's wrists and pinned them to the oak doors. Jaejoong yelped, not expecting his sudden show of dominance, but this only made the access to his mouth all the more easier. Yunho's tongue surged in, caressing each and every corner of the young man's hot mouth. An unintended moan passed Jae's lips while Yunho tried to chase his tongue. Jaejoong snapped his head to the left, trying to end the contact, but the other merely continued his assault and pressed his firm lips on the exposed neck.
“Yunho....” He breathed. “Stop. Please.” But his moans betrayed him.
“Be quiet, dear, or else Changminnie might hear you...”
Changmin stood up to get his sixth glass of water. The anxiety was really eating away at him while he patiently waited for their “talk” to be over. Though, “patiently” isn't exactly the correct term since he had been chewing away at his lips and biting at his nails for the past twenty minutes that they have been gone. If Jaejoong saw him, he would surely give him a lecture. He hated these habits Changmin had. Maybe chewing his lips were tolerable, but God knew how Jae detesteds it when he gnaws at his finger nails.
The long-legged teen refilled his tall glass and right when he was about to chug it down (again) in record speed, he felt the need to empty his full bladder that he had been holding since then.
The man briskly walked down the hallway to use the loo which was right across his father's study. But, when he creaked the door open (damn you, door, and your rusty hinge!), he heard a faint groan coming from his father's office, so low that he wondered if he really heard it at all.
His father would not dare to hurt his angel, would he? He questioned himself in panic. Changmin, all but ignoring his painfully full bladder, walked down to the door and burst it open.
“Father!”
Upon opening the door, he saw his lover on the floor, who looked daintily flushed in his opinion. What had happened?
“What...”
“Oh! Minnie! What brings you here?” Jaejoong croaked.
“I... was going to check up on you.” He lied while staring intently at his father. “You two have been gone for a long time...”
“Oh. Sorry, son. I wanted to make sure to get to know him well.” His father said with a deep, velvety voice while exchanging a look with his lover, probably thinking that Changmin would not notice.
Changmin chose to dismiss it and instead pointed a questing glare to his dad, eyes demanding to know why Jae was sprawled on the floor.
Jaejoong caught on and explained, “I had to tie my shoe laces...”
“Oh. Umm so... are you guys done? With your talk, I mean?”
“U-uh yes we are! Let's get going now, Minnie-ah. I still have to buy those stuff for tonight...”
“What stu-”
“The stuff.” He confirmed, looking as if Changmin were growing an extra nose. “Come on... Bye Mr. Jung... I-it was nice meeting you. And thank you for accepting our relationship.” And without further adieu, the two teenagers hastily strutted away, only, one was dragging the other.
Yunho could only smirk, now all alone in the large, orderly room. “Thank you for accepting...” He repeated to himself with an amused smile painted on his face. “Yeah sure, Jaejoong, my dearest... Sure.”
Lee Taemin. He stared through black binoculars with undeniable hate clouding over his brown eyes at couple who were sitting under a big shade. He placed down the instrument and sneered at their renewed closeness. He was this close, this close, to drifting the star-crossed lovers apart. He grabbed the binoculars again. His agile orbs zeroed in at the way Changmin, his Changmin, held the soft body closely to himself, he scoffed at how he was unable to keep his hands to himself, always having the need to touch Jaejoong intimately. How revolting! And Jaejoong - that filthy whore - would not stop giggling at his boyfriend's advances.
“Min... stop staring, you look like a murderer to-be.” His friend, Minho muttered under his breath.
It was currently lunchtime and Taemin purposefully chose this specific bench to keep an eye onMinJae. That couple name made him want to hurl. 2Min would be so much better... way, way better. Taemin knew he and Changmin were meant to be. They both had a 'Min' in their names while Jaejoong did not.
Taemin was very knowledgable of where Changmin and Jaejoong always chose to sit. They sat atop the blades of grass, protected in the shade. To them, if felt as if they were solely the only ones inhabiting the field.
If it's privacy that they want, surely they will not get it.
“Shut up, Minho.” The pretty boy hushed, his voice laced with acid. “We do this everyday and yet you always bitch about it. Can't you already tell I won't listen to your advice. I love him. Changmin should belong to me.... We even almost fucked! Saying that he doesn't want me is a total lie. I know he does...”
“Taeminnie... Listen to yourself! Stop being such a home-wrecker. Can't you at least wait for them to break up before you do...” He made wild gestures with his hand, “this?”
“Absolutely not.”
“Care to explain?”
“How about no. I will do whatever I want and you can mind your own business.”
“But I'm your best friend! Minding your business is like me full-time job...”
Taemin merely rolled his eyes then grabbed his binoculars again to spy on the two. The scene that met his eyes this time made him gasp. Apparently, the couple decided to feast on each other. He sighed at how Changmin devoured the smaller man's neck, trying to press his lips to each and every ounce of bare skin in sight. Oh how he wished that were him instead. Changmin ravishing him, Changmin nibbling and sucking on his skin, Changmin sticking his big, fat, jui-
“Earth to Taemin. Hello? Earth to Taemin. I think they can see you.”
Taemin snapped back to reality and saw Changmin gazing darkly in his direction.
Hmmm...
The dismissing bell had rung and all the students were scattered in the halls, getting ready to make plans with their friends, talk about parties to attend, and etcetera.
Jaejoong was just about to leave the gates of the school when his lover caught up to him.
“JaeJae!” The handsome man called out.
He stopped in his tracks to turn back and give his boyfriend a smile. “Hey.”
“I have to take care of something. I'm sorry I can't walk you home today.” He said sadly while looking down at the delicate beauty.
It was quite hilarious how mostly all eyes were on them. Changmin and Jaejoong were just the type of human beings that were hard to miss and hard to look away from.
“It fine, Minnie.” Jaejoong's cherry-red lips curved into a sweet smile. “Go and take care of it.”
“Are you sure? Maybe I can-”
“Oh, stop it, Changmin. I'm a boy. What could possibly go wrong with me walking home alone?”
“You'll attract potential rapists because you're so beautiful!” Changmin joked but after the pretty man gave him a dark look, he raised his arms up, proclaiming, “I'm kidding, I'm kidding! Don't hurt me!”
“You better be.” The raven-haired dared almost sensually, though unintended. He then tipped on his toes a bit and stole a kiss. “I'll see you.”
The other, in return, bended his head down to seal another kiss on those plump kiss pads. “Yeah. Bye. I love you.”
“Love you too.”
Jaejoong was still pretty far from his home but was considering to stop by a convenience store. The afternoon sun was blazing hot and he could sense the beginnings of a headache about to settle on his temple. What emphasized the heat more were the grey clouds looming over the city. So not only was it scorching hot, it was scorching hot and annoyingly humid. He wiped off some of the sweat that gathered on his forehead and looked ahead if he was near 7-Eleven. He grimaced when he recognized the street he was still in. 7-Eleven won't appear until two more blocks from here. Just then, he saw a sleek and black sports car stop on the curb right next to him. Wow, what a sweet ride, he thought. The ostentatious car triggered something in his memory yet he didn't know exactly what. Maybe it was from a magazine... Yup, definitely from a magazine. This perfection-of-a-car can be found everywhere, from billboards to commercials. Jaejoong laughed at his earlier notion. He felt as if he had rode one before. Ha ha ha. As if.
While he was preoccupied with laughing at himself, one of the tinted black windows rolled down to reveal someone he really did not want to face right now...
“Hello there, stranger. Where are ya headed to?” Yunho, looking as smug as ever with dark shades covering his eyes, asked.
“Nowhere, kind sir, nowhere. Go ahead and carry on your merry way.” He replied with obvious sarcasm while stubbornly marching away, picking up his pace even though he was already exhausted. To his aggravation, the taunting, black sports car merely trailed next to him, going atbarely a mile an hour...
“Are you sure?” Yunho pressed on.
“Yes.”
“You look pretty tired to me, Jae. I think I should personally drive you home.”
Jaejoong turned to stare at the painfully handsome man in utter frustration, “I am fine, thank you very much.”
“Oh yeah? It looks like it's about to rain soon, though.” The latter mentioned with mock pity. The man wasn't lying though, Jaejoong feared that those giant grey clouds might explode at any given moment....
“Honestly, I'd rather get soaked in the rain than sit in there with you, you... pedophile!”
“Wow, how very mature of you, Jaejoong.” He said deadpan. “Look, I just want to get you home safety without you catching a cold, is that so bad?”
“Well, Mr. Jung, thank you very much for your concern but it is unnecessary.”
“Oh? So I've been demoted to Mr. Jung now?”
Jaejoong rolled his eyes then replied a yes. “Are you seriously going to follow me as I walk home?” He sighed.
“Yup, that's the plan, my dear.” Yunho chuckled, and no it did not sound sexy to Jaejoong at all, nope, nope, nope. “So, Jae, it's either I drive you home or follow you home. Your choice.”
Jaejoong growled in annoyance then forcefully opened the passenger seat door. “You are the bane of my existence, Jung Yunho.” The slender boy groaned while slouching back and sighing in defeat. “Just keep on driving straight.”
To be continued
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Author's note #2 3344 WC
Hey readers! Tell me what you think about their development. I love getting many different insights from people :) I also want to thank all those who commented on the prologue... You don't know it... but you're seriously helping me out with my confidence (since I'm usually pretty diffident when it comes to posting my stuff)
I love you guys ;__;
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