Flights 20/?
Title: Flights 20/?
Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs.
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them being secure and happy.
A/N: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 20: Flights of Revenge
“Baby, you need to sleep,” Junsu said quietly.
Changmin lifted his head up, mouth open to protest. Junsu frowned, and Changmin shut his mouth. He nodded and let whatever tool was in his hand fall to the table with a clatter.
“Just an hour,” Junsu continued. He held out his hands and Changmin gripped them. He let himself be pulled away from the table. While he had been so focused on his work, Junsu and Jaejoong had gone around the bunker securing a few extra blankets and pillows since their bedroom was otherwise occupied. Yoochun and Jaejoong already lay there, curled up together. Yoochun wasn’t asleep, but Jaejoong was.
“If we’re leaving after dusk, then you need to rest.” Junsu sat, and Changmin smiled down at his mate for a moment before kneeling and pressing their lips together. Junsu’s arms went around his shoulders with a moan, and Changmin pushed him back, hovering over him.
Yoochun watched them kiss, remembering the moment of craziness in the bathroom. They both blamed it on the feelings running through Yunho and Junho. Had either of them been weaker, they probably would have fucked each other in that bathroom.
I would have fucked you, you mean, Changmin said to him.
Yoochun stifled his chuckle and apologized, because he hadn’t realized he’d been broadcasting that thought.
Changmin pressed soft kisses to Junsu’s cheeks, chin and neck. Junsu’s breath left him in a quiet gasp, chest arching to press up against Changmin’s.
“Sleeping,” Junsu muttered.
Jaejoong felt the pull of arousal in his sleep and lightly rutted against Yoochun’s leg. Yoochun smacked the back of Changmin’s head.
“Knock it off,” he said.
Changmin grinned down at his mate. Both of their eyes softened at a mental transfer of love.
“You two are stupid,” he said.
Junsu smiled. “Stupid in love.”
Changmin’s normal glare at being called stupid didn’t come. He pressed another kiss to Junsu’s lips. “Stupid in love for six hundred years.”
“Six hundred more?” Junsu said.
Changmin nodded. “Longer. Forever.” His voice lowered. “I’m so sorry, my love. I don’t deserve you.”
Junsu’s face split in a blinding smile. “Yes, you do. You’re an arrogant bastard who is too smart for his own good, and I’m always here to point that out to keep your ego from reaching god-status.”
Changmin rolled his eyes. “I’m being serious.”
“I know. You’re always so serious.” Junsu touched his cheek. “You will never, ever get rid of me. Last time, I ran away, I was netted. The time before that, I was round up in a compound. Love, please … if I ever do something stupid again, just remind me that you love me.”
“I’m going to have to remind you that I love you almost every hour.”
Junsu pouted and then he smiled. “That actually sounds perfect.”
Changmin smiled. Their lips met for a moment, and then the two of them nestled together, Changmin’s wings lightly spread over his mate. It did not take long for Junsu to fall asleep in his warmth. Changmin ran his hand up and down Junsu’s stomach, smiling.
“Yeah, god, I’m stupid, aren’t I?” Changmin whispered.
Yoochun nodded. He shifted around until he had Jaejoong in front of him, their bodies spooned together. He was sure that Changmin would not sleep, nor lay with them for long. The nets were being frustrating. He’d found that Jaejoong had been right. They were giving off a signal, but when Changmin disabled it, he disabled the whole thing. He did not want to lose such a valuable piece of equipment.
When Yoochun had said, “So disable them and then we’ll just have normal nets,” Changmin probably would have thrown fire at him had he been able. He’d very sternly reminded Yoochun that he had a mess to clean up in the bedroom. With a grin, Yoochun had left to do it.
Junho and Yunho were unconscious, though Yunho had been drinking from Junho again when he walked in. The wounds from finding the transmitters had already healed over. Yoochun cleaned quickly, because even though they were in their own new mate world, he knew they could tell he was there. He left the mess of the bed for later. Changmin would have to burn those linens anyway.
Jaejoong shifted against him and Yoochun thought back to his turning. It had been slightly different since he’d started the process in the air. Yoochun remembered all the times their souls touched over the days after the turning. With a small smile, he reached for Jaejoong’s soul again, shivering as the tired essence touched him. The link flared with love flowing over and over them both.
With their souls connected, Yoochun let himself relax and drop into a light sleep.
v-v
He was flying again. Speeding, wind blowing his hair behind him, the chill pulling tears from his eyes. The feeling of his mate teased him just beyond his senses. It flit through his heart, here and there and then over there. Yoochun changed direction, over and over. Again and again. He started out determined. He would catch his mate. They would not take him far. But hours passed and desperation set in. Yoochun flew faster, harder longer. Panic filled him as the sky he flew towards turned gray with dawn. His body slowed, his energy waned. The bright edge of the sun pierced the sky and Yoochun fell. Just before he hit the ground, pain lashed through his soul. His mate’s pain, despair and anguish.
Yoochun sat up with a gasp, hand on his chest as his heart beat harshly.
“Are you okay?”
Yoochun looked up and met Changmin’s eyes. “Y-yeah. Nightmare.”
“About?” Changmin went back to the net. Yoochun glanced at a clock. He’d been right. It was only three hours since they lay down to sleep.
Yoochun sighed and caressed Jaejoong’s side. “Jaejoong being taken from me. And running after him, never able to get him. It’s not the first one.”
Changmin frowned. “Too much stress, maybe?”
“I hope so. I would hate for them to be premonitions.” Yoochun shivered. “The first one was in the forest, then in a lake, and now just flying through the sky until the sun rose. Did you sleep?”
“I can’t sleep.”
“You should try at least.”
“I did, but every time I lay down my brain refuses to shut off. It’s better to stay busy than to think of scenarios full of what ifs and only ifs and should have done’s.”
“Yeah.” Yoochun pressed a kiss to Jaejoong’s forehead and stood up. He sent a mental reassurance down their link and then carefully rolled him toward Junsu. The two submates curled together and settled. Yoochun went to Changmin’s work table and offered his services to help.
The dream plagued him through the rest of the day. He watched the clock, waiting for that moment where his body knew it was dusk. Then he could relax.
Yoochun. Yunho’s tired voice said.
What?
Are we leaving yet?
No. A few more hours.
I don’t know how am I going to do this with Junho.
We’ll figure it out. Yoochun received a picture of Junho sleeping, of Yunho barely able to move.
He frowned and then looked at Changmin. Based on Changmin’s face, he had the same one.
“Another complication,” Changmin muttered.
“We’ll have to wait another day.”
“I’m not sure we can afford to.”
Heechul and Leeteuk entered the room, attached at the hip and arms and wings. Leeteuk’s fangs were buried in Heechul’s neck. Yoochun’s bloodlust flared for a moment.
“You are so weak,” Changmin said. “What’s going on?”
“Came to ask you that,” Heechul said, as they settled on the couch.
Changmin grunted. “Well, Jaejoong was right. There is a transmitter in the damn nets, but it’s an essential part to the rest of the circuitry. I can’t figure out how to override it.”
“And the humans?”
Changmin waved at the monitors. “Same as always. Yunho and Junho are dead to the world. We may have to stay here another day.”
Leeteuk slowly withdrew his fangs. He licked blood from his lips. Jaejoong whimpered. Yoochun moved to the pile of limbs and pried Jaejoong away from Junsu.
Chunnie, hungry.
I know. But not right now, okay. When you wake up. Sleep.
Yoochun heard the pout down his link and he chuckled.
“What are you laughing at?” Changmin asked, voice muffled since his head was practically in one of the drawers of a cabinet.
“Nothi-“
“Oh my god! I have one … no! Two of these!” Changmin stood up quickly, eyes alight. In each hand was a metal ball. They looked harmless, about the size of a cantaloupe. “When did I bring these here? Molted, they better not be prototypes.” He flipped them over and his smile widened. “Fully functional!” He brought one up to his mouth and kissed it.
“What are those for?” Leeteuk asked.
“They’re going to royally fuck up the humans, that’s what.” Changmin looked at the screen and slowly smirked.
Yoochun was very glad that evil, cunning look was not pointed at him.
“Time for a little revenge," Changmin muttered.
Heechul cackled. “Does this mean we get a snack? I need some human blood.”
“You’re about to get a meal.”
Yoochun ate the night before, but human blood sounded good.
“Round up all the doms,” Changmin said. “I’ll stay here and monitor the activity. I’ve always wanted to actually use these and not just test them.”
“Dare I ask?” Yoochun asked.
Changmin grinned. He tossed one to Leeteuk and the other to Yoochun. “Drop them in the middle of the camp and then haul ass. Don’t go back until they go off.”
“Go off?” Leeteuk said.
“You’ll see.”
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Yoochun slipped from a small rear entrance and into the darkness of the night. Eight others followed him. Leeteuk gave him a look and he and Ryeowook flew off. The others took their posts around the camp.
We have a total of thirty humans, Yoochun said to Changmin.
For now.
The two balls dropped to the ground. The motion sensors went off, and the humans panicked. Their leader called them under control. He brandished his weapon and walked to the two balls.
Showtime. Changmin said. Good bye electronic communication.
A little piece of metal slipped back on the ball. It pulsed green and then blue and then there was a pulse of visible white energy. The lights went out, everything electric sizzled and snapped.
The humans went insane.
I love humans. They are so simple.
The leader again shouted for silence as he continued approaching the closest ball. Another human went towards the other.
This may get messy, Changmin said.
There was a beep. The light turned red and both of the balls exploded.
Changmin’s laughter echoed through all of their heads. Happy eating. Keep at least two of them alive. I have some questions.
Yoochun and Leeteuk exchanged smirks and they spread their wings, flying over the carnage.
Yoochun found a live and dazed human easily. They were all over the ground. It looked as if the small explosion only took out those closest to it. He bent the man’s head back and bit his neck. Keening as human blood flowed into his throat.
Six are dead, Eunhyuk reported. Four injured. Probably fatally.
Drain them, Kibum said, We’ll need the blood stores, I bet.
Yoochun drained his human and then let the body fall. His head went light and he put up a hand as blood sloshed around his stomach. He felt Jaejoong’s concern and said he was okay. With a full body shake, he settled his wings, pulled back his fangs and went to find another human. This one so he could talk to him.
A whimper caught his attention, and he looked down. A human lay on the ground, gripping a broken leg. He frowned and kneeled next to him.
“Don’t hurt, please, it … please.” Yoochun reached for his leg, and the human screamed and tried to move and screamed again. Another Avixiary landed next to Yoochun. Shindong rolled his eyes and hit the human hard over the head and then snapped his neck.
Yoochun sighed and stood up. He really did hate killing humans. He’d killed or been part of too many human deaths in the last week.
Leeteuk had three humans surrounded and he went over there, amidst the others feeding.
“They’re part of a task force specifically sent to kill wayward Avixiary,” Leeteuk said. “It’s like this top secret thing since the government says that all Avixiary are in compounds. Their name is ADS. The Avixiary Death Squad.”
Yoochun snorted. “Clever. Are they expecting reinforcements?”
Leeteuk shook his head. “But they’re supposed to report every hour on their current situation and status. The next report is due in forty minutes.”
“And if they don’t get a report?”
“Reinforcements would be sent out. We have about a night and a half.”
“So they’d arrive tomorrow sometime in the day?”
“Yep.”
“Fuck.”
“Yep.”
Yoochun relayed all the information to Changmin.
Then we make them disappear. Tonight. Make it look like they were never here. It might buy us some time. We’ll get out of here tomorrow when Yunho and Junho are more coherent.
Good idea. We’ll start cleaning up right now.
Bring me every piece of technology that isn’t in pieces.
Will do.
Oh, and Yoochun. I’m starving. Save me a human.
Part 21: Flights of Relaxation
Part 19: Flights of Indecision
Part 18: Flights of Planning
Part 17: Flights of Feeding
An Interlude: Flights of HoHo | Part 16: Flights of Realization | Part 15: Flights of Distractions | Part 14: Flights of Battles | Part 13: Flights of Obstacles | Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty | Part 11: Flights of Understanding | Part 10: Flights of Control | Part 9: Flights of Discovery | Part 8: Flights of Recovery | Part 7: Flights of Abduction | Part 6: Flights of Passion | Part 5: Flights of Suspicion | Part 4: Flights of Change | Part 3: Flights of Freedom | Part 2: Flights of Desperation | Part 1: Flights of Possession
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Pairing: Yoochun/Jaejoong, Changmin/Junsu, Junho/Yunho (implied Yunho/Changmin/Junsu) Many SuJu pairings
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Only in my little delusionall world does Yoochun have wings and fangs.
Summary: After centuries, Yoochun has finally found his mate in the human Jaejoong, but circumstances beyond his control are keeping them being secure and happy.
A/N: This fic is for jirluvien who wanted a JaeChun vampire fic. I hope you like it! *huggles*
Poster credit goes to ponyboy! Thank you! It's gorgeous!
Part 20: Flights of Revenge
“Baby, you need to sleep,” Junsu said quietly.
Changmin lifted his head up, mouth open to protest. Junsu frowned, and Changmin shut his mouth. He nodded and let whatever tool was in his hand fall to the table with a clatter.
“Just an hour,” Junsu continued. He held out his hands and Changmin gripped them. He let himself be pulled away from the table. While he had been so focused on his work, Junsu and Jaejoong had gone around the bunker securing a few extra blankets and pillows since their bedroom was otherwise occupied. Yoochun and Jaejoong already lay there, curled up together. Yoochun wasn’t asleep, but Jaejoong was.
“If we’re leaving after dusk, then you need to rest.” Junsu sat, and Changmin smiled down at his mate for a moment before kneeling and pressing their lips together. Junsu’s arms went around his shoulders with a moan, and Changmin pushed him back, hovering over him.
Yoochun watched them kiss, remembering the moment of craziness in the bathroom. They both blamed it on the feelings running through Yunho and Junho. Had either of them been weaker, they probably would have fucked each other in that bathroom.
I would have fucked you, you mean, Changmin said to him.
Yoochun stifled his chuckle and apologized, because he hadn’t realized he’d been broadcasting that thought.
Changmin pressed soft kisses to Junsu’s cheeks, chin and neck. Junsu’s breath left him in a quiet gasp, chest arching to press up against Changmin’s.
“Sleeping,” Junsu muttered.
Jaejoong felt the pull of arousal in his sleep and lightly rutted against Yoochun’s leg. Yoochun smacked the back of Changmin’s head.
“Knock it off,” he said.
Changmin grinned down at his mate. Both of their eyes softened at a mental transfer of love.
“You two are stupid,” he said.
Junsu smiled. “Stupid in love.”
Changmin’s normal glare at being called stupid didn’t come. He pressed another kiss to Junsu’s lips. “Stupid in love for six hundred years.”
“Six hundred more?” Junsu said.
Changmin nodded. “Longer. Forever.” His voice lowered. “I’m so sorry, my love. I don’t deserve you.”
Junsu’s face split in a blinding smile. “Yes, you do. You’re an arrogant bastard who is too smart for his own good, and I’m always here to point that out to keep your ego from reaching god-status.”
Changmin rolled his eyes. “I’m being serious.”
“I know. You’re always so serious.” Junsu touched his cheek. “You will never, ever get rid of me. Last time, I ran away, I was netted. The time before that, I was round up in a compound. Love, please … if I ever do something stupid again, just remind me that you love me.”
“I’m going to have to remind you that I love you almost every hour.”
Junsu pouted and then he smiled. “That actually sounds perfect.”
Changmin smiled. Their lips met for a moment, and then the two of them nestled together, Changmin’s wings lightly spread over his mate. It did not take long for Junsu to fall asleep in his warmth. Changmin ran his hand up and down Junsu’s stomach, smiling.
“Yeah, god, I’m stupid, aren’t I?” Changmin whispered.
Yoochun nodded. He shifted around until he had Jaejoong in front of him, their bodies spooned together. He was sure that Changmin would not sleep, nor lay with them for long. The nets were being frustrating. He’d found that Jaejoong had been right. They were giving off a signal, but when Changmin disabled it, he disabled the whole thing. He did not want to lose such a valuable piece of equipment.
When Yoochun had said, “So disable them and then we’ll just have normal nets,” Changmin probably would have thrown fire at him had he been able. He’d very sternly reminded Yoochun that he had a mess to clean up in the bedroom. With a grin, Yoochun had left to do it.
Junho and Yunho were unconscious, though Yunho had been drinking from Junho again when he walked in. The wounds from finding the transmitters had already healed over. Yoochun cleaned quickly, because even though they were in their own new mate world, he knew they could tell he was there. He left the mess of the bed for later. Changmin would have to burn those linens anyway.
Jaejoong shifted against him and Yoochun thought back to his turning. It had been slightly different since he’d started the process in the air. Yoochun remembered all the times their souls touched over the days after the turning. With a small smile, he reached for Jaejoong’s soul again, shivering as the tired essence touched him. The link flared with love flowing over and over them both.
With their souls connected, Yoochun let himself relax and drop into a light sleep.
v-v
He was flying again. Speeding, wind blowing his hair behind him, the chill pulling tears from his eyes. The feeling of his mate teased him just beyond his senses. It flit through his heart, here and there and then over there. Yoochun changed direction, over and over. Again and again. He started out determined. He would catch his mate. They would not take him far. But hours passed and desperation set in. Yoochun flew faster, harder longer. Panic filled him as the sky he flew towards turned gray with dawn. His body slowed, his energy waned. The bright edge of the sun pierced the sky and Yoochun fell. Just before he hit the ground, pain lashed through his soul. His mate’s pain, despair and anguish.
Yoochun sat up with a gasp, hand on his chest as his heart beat harshly.
“Are you okay?”
Yoochun looked up and met Changmin’s eyes. “Y-yeah. Nightmare.”
“About?” Changmin went back to the net. Yoochun glanced at a clock. He’d been right. It was only three hours since they lay down to sleep.
Yoochun sighed and caressed Jaejoong’s side. “Jaejoong being taken from me. And running after him, never able to get him. It’s not the first one.”
Changmin frowned. “Too much stress, maybe?”
“I hope so. I would hate for them to be premonitions.” Yoochun shivered. “The first one was in the forest, then in a lake, and now just flying through the sky until the sun rose. Did you sleep?”
“I can’t sleep.”
“You should try at least.”
“I did, but every time I lay down my brain refuses to shut off. It’s better to stay busy than to think of scenarios full of what ifs and only ifs and should have done’s.”
“Yeah.” Yoochun pressed a kiss to Jaejoong’s forehead and stood up. He sent a mental reassurance down their link and then carefully rolled him toward Junsu. The two submates curled together and settled. Yoochun went to Changmin’s work table and offered his services to help.
The dream plagued him through the rest of the day. He watched the clock, waiting for that moment where his body knew it was dusk. Then he could relax.
Yoochun. Yunho’s tired voice said.
What?
Are we leaving yet?
No. A few more hours.
I don’t know how am I going to do this with Junho.
We’ll figure it out. Yoochun received a picture of Junho sleeping, of Yunho barely able to move.
He frowned and then looked at Changmin. Based on Changmin’s face, he had the same one.
“Another complication,” Changmin muttered.
“We’ll have to wait another day.”
“I’m not sure we can afford to.”
Heechul and Leeteuk entered the room, attached at the hip and arms and wings. Leeteuk’s fangs were buried in Heechul’s neck. Yoochun’s bloodlust flared for a moment.
“You are so weak,” Changmin said. “What’s going on?”
“Came to ask you that,” Heechul said, as they settled on the couch.
Changmin grunted. “Well, Jaejoong was right. There is a transmitter in the damn nets, but it’s an essential part to the rest of the circuitry. I can’t figure out how to override it.”
“And the humans?”
Changmin waved at the monitors. “Same as always. Yunho and Junho are dead to the world. We may have to stay here another day.”
Leeteuk slowly withdrew his fangs. He licked blood from his lips. Jaejoong whimpered. Yoochun moved to the pile of limbs and pried Jaejoong away from Junsu.
Chunnie, hungry.
I know. But not right now, okay. When you wake up. Sleep.
Yoochun heard the pout down his link and he chuckled.
“What are you laughing at?” Changmin asked, voice muffled since his head was practically in one of the drawers of a cabinet.
“Nothi-“
“Oh my god! I have one … no! Two of these!” Changmin stood up quickly, eyes alight. In each hand was a metal ball. They looked harmless, about the size of a cantaloupe. “When did I bring these here? Molted, they better not be prototypes.” He flipped them over and his smile widened. “Fully functional!” He brought one up to his mouth and kissed it.
“What are those for?” Leeteuk asked.
“They’re going to royally fuck up the humans, that’s what.” Changmin looked at the screen and slowly smirked.
Yoochun was very glad that evil, cunning look was not pointed at him.
“Time for a little revenge," Changmin muttered.
Heechul cackled. “Does this mean we get a snack? I need some human blood.”
“You’re about to get a meal.”
Yoochun ate the night before, but human blood sounded good.
“Round up all the doms,” Changmin said. “I’ll stay here and monitor the activity. I’ve always wanted to actually use these and not just test them.”
“Dare I ask?” Yoochun asked.
Changmin grinned. He tossed one to Leeteuk and the other to Yoochun. “Drop them in the middle of the camp and then haul ass. Don’t go back until they go off.”
“Go off?” Leeteuk said.
“You’ll see.”
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Yoochun slipped from a small rear entrance and into the darkness of the night. Eight others followed him. Leeteuk gave him a look and he and Ryeowook flew off. The others took their posts around the camp.
We have a total of thirty humans, Yoochun said to Changmin.
For now.
The two balls dropped to the ground. The motion sensors went off, and the humans panicked. Their leader called them under control. He brandished his weapon and walked to the two balls.
Showtime. Changmin said. Good bye electronic communication.
A little piece of metal slipped back on the ball. It pulsed green and then blue and then there was a pulse of visible white energy. The lights went out, everything electric sizzled and snapped.
The humans went insane.
I love humans. They are so simple.
The leader again shouted for silence as he continued approaching the closest ball. Another human went towards the other.
This may get messy, Changmin said.
There was a beep. The light turned red and both of the balls exploded.
Changmin’s laughter echoed through all of their heads. Happy eating. Keep at least two of them alive. I have some questions.
Yoochun and Leeteuk exchanged smirks and they spread their wings, flying over the carnage.
Yoochun found a live and dazed human easily. They were all over the ground. It looked as if the small explosion only took out those closest to it. He bent the man’s head back and bit his neck. Keening as human blood flowed into his throat.
Six are dead, Eunhyuk reported. Four injured. Probably fatally.
Drain them, Kibum said, We’ll need the blood stores, I bet.
Yoochun drained his human and then let the body fall. His head went light and he put up a hand as blood sloshed around his stomach. He felt Jaejoong’s concern and said he was okay. With a full body shake, he settled his wings, pulled back his fangs and went to find another human. This one so he could talk to him.
A whimper caught his attention, and he looked down. A human lay on the ground, gripping a broken leg. He frowned and kneeled next to him.
“Don’t hurt, please, it … please.” Yoochun reached for his leg, and the human screamed and tried to move and screamed again. Another Avixiary landed next to Yoochun. Shindong rolled his eyes and hit the human hard over the head and then snapped his neck.
Yoochun sighed and stood up. He really did hate killing humans. He’d killed or been part of too many human deaths in the last week.
Leeteuk had three humans surrounded and he went over there, amidst the others feeding.
“They’re part of a task force specifically sent to kill wayward Avixiary,” Leeteuk said. “It’s like this top secret thing since the government says that all Avixiary are in compounds. Their name is ADS. The Avixiary Death Squad.”
Yoochun snorted. “Clever. Are they expecting reinforcements?”
Leeteuk shook his head. “But they’re supposed to report every hour on their current situation and status. The next report is due in forty minutes.”
“And if they don’t get a report?”
“Reinforcements would be sent out. We have about a night and a half.”
“So they’d arrive tomorrow sometime in the day?”
“Yep.”
“Fuck.”
“Yep.”
Yoochun relayed all the information to Changmin.
Then we make them disappear. Tonight. Make it look like they were never here. It might buy us some time. We’ll get out of here tomorrow when Yunho and Junho are more coherent.
Good idea. We’ll start cleaning up right now.
Bring me every piece of technology that isn’t in pieces.
Will do.
Oh, and Yoochun. I’m starving. Save me a human.
Part 21: Flights of Relaxation
Part 19: Flights of Indecision
Part 18: Flights of Planning
Part 17: Flights of Feeding
An Interlude: Flights of HoHo | Part 16: Flights of Realization | Part 15: Flights of Distractions | Part 14: Flights of Battles | Part 13: Flights of Obstacles | Part 12: Flights of Uncertainty | Part 11: Flights of Understanding | Part 10: Flights of Control | Part 9: Flights of Discovery | Part 8: Flights of Recovery | Part 7: Flights of Abduction | Part 6: Flights of Passion | Part 5: Flights of Suspicion | Part 4: Flights of Change | Part 3: Flights of Freedom | Part 2: Flights of Desperation | Part 1: Flights of Possession
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