[fic] All of You 5/7
Title: All of You
Pairings: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, romance, smut, angst
Chapters: 5/7
Summary: Abandoned by his parents at the age of 6, Jaejoong's life has been nothing but a great downfall. Getting sent to prison might have meant the end to some - but for Jaejoong, it's falling in love with a mystery called Jung Yunho.
A/N: Next chapter will most likely be posted a bit late because I'm going to be out of town for the weekend, and won't have time to draw :/ Just to let you guys know! Anyways, here's part 5 with pictures... Will Yunho's story finally be told??
This part is not safe for work!! (Nothing explicit but still...)
Chapter 5
I woke up on the next day, feeling just as bad as the night before. Yunho was again out the door without paying any attention to me, but this time I didn't stay there feeling sorry for myself. I put on my clothes in a hurry and got out in record time, planning to follow him again. I had spent most of the night awake, thinking about all that had been said on the evening before and how I was going to continue on from here. Yunho was mad at me for wanting so bad to know the truth so it couldn't possibly have gotten any worse than it already was.
Catching up with him was easy when I already knew where Yunho was headed. I walked behind him like a shadow, keeping my distance but this time focusing more on the task at hand. I needed to know where he went every day, even if he wouldn't tell me. I knew I was being an asshole but I was still angry and disappointed with what he had told me last night, and I couldn't possibly leave it at that. As we got closer to the left wing of the building, I got more careless and followed him more closely so that this time I wouldn't miss where he had went. Honestly I didn't even care if I'd get caught - I almost wanted him to notice me and get so mad he'd accidentally blurt out something.
But Yunho didn't see me. He turned to the left at the corner where I had lost him last time and I managed to reach the turn and peek around the corner just in time to see him open one of the doors and get inside. I waited for a short moment and walked to the door as silently as I could. It was the room on the opposite side of the nurse's office - the director's workroom. Just what in the world? I pressed my ear to the door and tried to listen to the muffled voices coming from inside but couldn't even grasp a single word. Was Yunho in some sort of trouble?
"What are you doing?" came a voice from the other end of the hallway and I turned my gaze to the speaker. It was another guard, different than last time and I pulled back from the door, caught in the act.
"Nothing," I said dumbly as the officer approached me. It was a younger guard, probably close to my own age and as he got closer, I saw the name tag in his chest. So this was the guard Yoochun was fucking.
"Were you trying to break into the director's office?" Junsu asked, grabbing me by the arm and starting to drag me away. "You're in trouble now!"
"I know you're fucking Park Yoochun!" I shouted desperately and the guard paused in his tracks, turning to me and looking very much surprised.
"What did you say?"
"I'm going to tell everyone if you don't let me go," I threatened, trying to look as scary as possible but Junsu only smiled, shaking his head at my efforts.
"So you're Jaejoong," Junsu raised me an eyebrow, "I've heard all about you. Were you spying on Yunho?"
"No... Yes," I admitted, rubbing my arm in relief when Junsu released his hold. "So, he is in there talking to someone."
"Yeah, but it's none of your business," Junsu emphasized clearly, "And no, before you ask, I don't know what he's doing in there. It has nothing to do with you even if you guys are a couple."
"We're not a couple!"
"Right," the guard replied, clearly not believing what I was saying, "Listen, I'm going to let you go this time but this has got to stop. You're not allowed to loiter around these hallways without a permission, so just quit being a little bitch and leave Yunho alone."
I only stood there gaping, unable to comprehend what Junsu was rudely telling me.
"If he wants you to know it's his choice. Everyone around here has the right to privacy even if you guys are all crooks here. So, man up."
"I wasn't..." I started but closed my mouth when I realized he was right. Why was I acting like such a bitch when Yunho had never promised me anything? I was being really unfair thinking I could just go around finding out everything behind his back. This wasn't who I wanted to be at all.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled, stuffing both of my hands in my pockets and looking up at Junsu in shame.
"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to," Junsu said wisely.
Thinking about what Junsu had told me, I made my way out to the yard to sit down in the grass and really figure out why I had become like this. I was acting like a girlfriend from hell, following Yunho and basically stalking him. No matter how much I wanted to know what was going on in Yunho's life, I couldn't force him to let me in - and what I had been doing now would certainly cause him to discard me completely unless I wasn't going to change. I wanted Yunho so much it had made me go crazy.
I stayed out in the sun for at least an hour before I managed to gather the courage to go back in and try to find him so that I could apologize. I got up and brushed the grass stains out of my blue cotton pants, starting to head back inside but was stopped on the way. There were three guys, much bigger and older than me, standing in front of the gates blocking my way.
"There he is," one of the men told me and I blinked, looking around if they were actually talking to me. I had no idea who those men were, but they looked like they were up to no good.
"I'm sure you've got the wrong guy," I mumbled unclearly, quite afraid of the three men in front of me.
"No, it was you," the same man spoke again, shaking his head and looking down at me like I was a filthy stain in his shoe, "Walking around like you own the place, huh? Are you that confident?"
"What are you talking about?" I took a few steps back, trying to remember if I had never even seen the guys before. Then it hit me - the guy talking was the one I had ran into yesterday while trying to get away from the left wing. Oh crap.
"Are you sure you want to attack me with the guards right there?" I asked, trying to sound more confident, but the guys obviously didn't care. They stepped closer and I backed up, hoping I could somehow grab the attention of the guards smoking cigarettes on the other side of the locked gate.
"Oh, it's going to take them at least a couple minutes to open the gate and get here," the tallest of the three men said, moving forward and grabbing the collar of my t-shirt. "By that time we're already going to be done with you. I could snap that neck of yours in two just like that."
"I won't do it again," I admitted my defeat, trying a different strategy to get them to let go of me. "I'm very sorry, sir-"
But I wasn't able to finish my sentence before the first blow landed straight to my cheek, causing my legs to immediately give in and drop to the ground. I heard people shouting it's a fight, it's a fight, and the gates opening as the next hit landed on my stomach and I grunted in pain. I covered my head with both of my arms, trying to save my head from their kicks and the beating of their fists but it was all over much sooner than I had expected.
I stayed on the ground, still hiding my face when I felt the guy being pulled up and off of me - and heard Yunho's furious voice.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he roared, and I looked up, still trying to block in case there was going to be another attack but saw Yunho pushing the guy to the ground. The other two men had ran off and we're being chased by a few strong looking guards. All the other prisoners were shouting in glee, obviously very excited about the incident.
"I'm going to kill you!" Yunho shouted again, first punching the guy and then going for a kick before another guard reached us and got in the way.
"Don't you ever fucking touch him again!" he continued, completely infuriated as two of the guards took a hold of Yunho to stop him from again attacking the man. I stayed on the ground, not even paying attention to the bleeding of my lip because I had never seen Yunho look like that.
He seemed like such a gentleman I had never even imagined he could look like that. All his features were consumed by anger, eyebrows furrowed and lips turned down to a scowl - but most of all I was surprised he was so worked up because of me. I didn't know when he had come out to the yard but he had saved me in time.
"Yunho, it's okay!" I called out to him, slowly getting up from the ground, "I'm alright!"
Forgetting about the man, Yunho turned his eyes to me, still panting heavily in anger. The guards let him go and he hurried towards me, grabbing me by the wrist so roughly it kind of hurt a bit. He looked up and down my face, scowling even more and tightened his hold of my hand.
"They bruised your face," Yunho said, shaking all over like he was about to have a panic attack, "They bruised your pretty, little face."
"It's just a scratch," I tried to dismiss it all, "It'll heal."
One of the officers approached us awkwardly, clearly understanding we were having a moment.
"Are you alright, new kid?" the guard asked carefully. "Do you need to go see a nurse?"
"No, I'm fine-"
"You're going to go see a nurse," Yunho stated, turning to look at the officer, "Take him to the nurse, guard."
The guard didn't seem to mind Yunho giving him orders. He took a hold of my arm and started walking me back inside, with Yunho following close behind. I could still hear him breathing faster like containing the anger was physically painful to him. I wasn't sure when he'd stopped following me, but when I entered the nurse's office he was gone.
I returned to our cell a short while after, only to find Yunho sitting on my bed with his face buried in his hands. Our eyes met as I stepped inside our small room and he got up, standing in front of me without knowing what to do. He looked so worried I felt my heart swell up from sheer happiness - I couldn't believe Yunho cared about me that much - but the expression on his handsome face was so stormy I had to stop myself from smiling. Something was clearly not right here.
"What is it?" I asked, causing Yunho to look away and all of a sudden - punch the wall with his bare fist.
"Yunho!" I shouted in shock, hurrying closer to him to stop him from doing anything more. "What's wrong?"
"Fuck," Yunho cursed, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"Calm down!"
"I can't calm down! They hurt you!"
"It was my fault, I ran into them on the other day and didn't apologize," I tried to reason, reaching up and wrapping my arms behind Yunho's neck, caressing the hair at back of his head in a soothing motion.
"Jaejoong," his voice broke down as he pulled me closer, hugging me flush against his chest with all his strength.
"It's alright, the nurse said I didn't break anything it's just a nasty bruise," I continued, relieved that Yunho had seemed to have forgotten all about our fight last night, "You saved me in time."
I heard him let out a shuddering breath but he didn't say anything.
"I promise I will stay out of trouble from now on so you don't have to worry," I hugged him back with all my might. "Now stop acting like this, you're scaring me."
"I promised myself I would never..." Yunho muttered with his lips against my neck, still shaking like he was cold, "I can never care about anyone again, I just can't take any more."
"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to guide Yunho's head up to meet my eyes but he only hugged me harder, keeping his face hidden from me.
"I don't want to lose you, Jaejoong, but I know it's better if I disappear..."
"What in the world are you saying?"
I was honestly starting to get really afraid.
"I saved you today but I won't be able to be there always. I wasn't there for her, I couldn't save her," Yunho finally lifted his gaze, meeting my eyes with tears glistering in his.
"Save who?"
"My sister," he whispered, looking so vulnerable I had a hard time believing he had seemed so strong out on the yard. "They took her from me. She was innocent."
"Yunho, who took your sister? What happened to her?"
With those words, Yunho let go of me and sat back down on the bed, wiping his eyes furiously. I sat next to him and wrapped an arm around his waist, waiting patiently for him to talk to me.
"You can't tell anyone."
"I won't, I promise," I assured, placing a soft kiss to Yunho's shoulder. His fingers found mine and took a hold of my hand, and then looking down at our intertwined fingers, he started talking.
"I made so many wrong decisions growing up. We didn't have much money and when my parents passed away I had to take care of my sister all by myself. It was so hard because I couldn't get a job and the only way for us to survive was for me to commit crimes. I know it was the same for you," Yunho glanced at me briefly, and turned his gaze down to keep staring at our hands.
"I started with small jobs, breaking in to small shops and stealing the money and stuff like that, and at first it worked well. My sister got to go to school and I had enough money to rent a small apartment for us - but I wanted to go bigger. I heard I could get bigger gigs if I started working for some people and much sooner than I had expected, it got real serious."
"There were drugs, beating up people... but once they asked me to kill someone, I couldn't do it. I wanted to back down but I was already in too deep. I had enough money saved up to secure my sister's education and our rent for a whole year, so I planned to quit and go find a real job - but of course they didn't trust me enough to let me go like that. They started threatening me, telling me they were going to cut off all my fingers and all that shit, but I didn't take them seriously enough."
Yunho paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to keep on going.
"We moved to another part of town and I thought they wouldn't come after me. I was so dumb back then, I thought we could start a new life but of course, they found me within a week. They took me and my sister, and they killed her in front of my eyes. I got stabbed in the side and left there to die, but somehow I survived."
Yunho let out another shuddering sigh, and determinedly wiped the tears away from his eyes. I sat there listening, unable to say anything to comfort him. I had never imagined his story to be something so terrible. What in the world could you say to something like that?
"I wished I had died too. I knew it was my fault and the only person I cared for was gone because of me. I never wanted anything other than a normal life for her, but she was taken away and I was to blame," Yunho's voice broke down but he kept talking, "And as I layed there in the hospital bed, recovering from the wounds, I decided I needed to avenge her. I had no choice."
"So that's how you ended up killing someone?" I asked softly, squeezing Yunho's hand in mine. I felt like crying too but I knew I had to be strong for Yunho.
"No, that's not it," Yunho turned to look at me, "I never killed anyone."
"Then why-"
"I could have never succeeded if I tried to kill them myself. It would have been just me against a hundred men," he explained, "So I talked to the cops and told them everything. I wasn't the only one who had been hurt, there were others, but with the lack of evidence, they hadn't been able to arrest anyone."
"It was told to the press that I had died from my wounds - the police arranged everything, even a tomb stone - and I gave them all my information. That's where I go every morning, to the directors office to give my consultation with the case and make sure the people responsible for my sister's death get dealt with. I confessed every single crime I had committed in my life and that's why they sent me to prison - to serve my rightful sentence and also, to keep me safe."
"When I'm done here I'm going to be sent somewhere far away and start living a new life. I can never go back because their people are everywhere and they can never find out I'm still alive."
"So people here think you killed someone-"
"They're just rumors to make other prisoners keep a distance," Yunho finished my sentence, "But obviously they weren't enough to keep you away."
"I'm so sorry," I finally managed to say with tears in my eyes, "I never knew something so bad happened to you. I'm so sorry."
"Jaejoong... There was no way you could have known," Yunho smiled sadly and for the first time, I truly saw how broken he was inside. "That's why I freaked out earlier on the day. I thought I was again going to have to watch someone important being taken away from me."
"I understand now," I whispered, "My life seems easy now compared to yours."
"Don't compare what has happened to us, suffering can't be measured," Yunho said wisely, his voice coming out much stronger. "This is also the reason why we can't be anything more than friends. I'm already so emotionally attached to you it's going to be difficult to say goodbye. I can never put your life in danger by making you be with me."
"You wouldn't have to make me, I want nothing more than..." I tried to finally tell him how I felt, but Yunho interrupted me.
"This is final, my feelings won't change," he told me, finally letting go of my hand and softly caressing my cheek instead. "Let's keep it like you said. We'll just enjoy each other while we're here and then when it's over, it's over."
"I'm really sorry for being such a bitch," I sighed in defeat, inching closer to him on the bed and pressing my face against his shoulder, "It's just that... I'm really attached to you too."
"I could think of a way for us to be a bit more attached right now," Yunho mumbled against the top of my head with a bit of laughter in his voice. I raised my eyes and met his mischievous gaze. Yunho obviously wanted something else to think about - I didn't really feel like it but then again, if that was something that would make Yunho forget his sorrows for a moment, I wasn't going to refuse.
"It's the middle of the day," I replied with a shy smile, but felt the arm that had been wrapped around my waist travel lower and then, fingers playing with the waistband of my trousers.
"Yunho..." I sighed, unable to pull away when Yunho lowered his lips down to my neck and cupped the front of my pants. Rubbing in slow, circular motions, Yunho's hand moved as his lips sucked on patch of skin - successfully making me grow hard under his palm.
"We have a blanket, don't we?" he tried to persuade me. Thinking was very hard when his hand slipped into my pants and took a hold of my cock, covering the length with his warm palm and running his thumb over the tip.
"Ah," I moaned quietly, looking down and seeing the shape of his hand disappearing into my blue prison trousers. I felt him press his forehead to my cheekbone, also looking down at what his hand was doing and it felt so good my cheeks started turning red.
"I want them to see us," Yunho mumbled to my ear huskily, "I want them to know you're mine so that they'll never bother you again."
"There must be some other... ah," I had to bite my lip when Yunho moved his wrist, squeezing my cock harder and unable to resist the temptation, I shoved my own hand down my pants as well and wrapped my fingers around Yunho's, helping him move in a way I liked it.
"I'm going to suck you off," Yunho then said, causing my heart to start beating much faster. He had never done that to me before.
"Really?" I breathed out but Yunho was already down on his knees in front of the bed, and without replying, took off my shirt and kissed his way down from my bellybutton. I tried to relax a little but I was both nervous and excited about the possibility of someone walking past our cell.
I leaned back a bit to give him some more room and was rewarded with soft kiss to the tip of my penis when Yunho pulled it out of my pants. He ran his hand down the length a couple of times like he was trying to figure out how it was done, smiled, and then pressed a few more kisses to the underside of my cock.
I was breathing harsh through my nose, trying not to close my eyes in embarrassment or moan out loud but it had been such a long time and it felt so good. Yunho parted his lips and started licking around the tip, teasing me, and then finally, taking me into his mouth with a wet sound. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling it back to see his face while he was sucking me off but it was a mistake because the lust started boiling faster in my stomach, causing the pleasure to accumulate too quickly. I couldn't stop myself from letting out a soft whimper, cock twitching in his mouth at the sinful sight.
"Stop... Just for a moment," I gasped, taking a hold of my cock and pulling out of his mouth to stop myself from coming just yet. "Give me a minute."
But Yunho didn't listen. He acted like he hadn't heard me at all and completely pulled my pants down - leaving them hanging from one ankle - and hungrily started kissing my naked, inner thighs.
"Yunho..." I whined pathetically, pre-cum pooling on my stomach, "They're going to see..."
"I want to rim you," Yunho voiced out his desire and at that point, there was no way I was going to make him stop.
"Alright then," I agreed a bit too quickly, "But at least cover the view with something!"
And so Yunho did. He got up from the floor to quickly rip the sheet down from the upper bunk and hang it on the side of the bed, blocking the view of whoever might be walking past our cell unless they bothered to step inside. The bulge in his pants was so obvious he might as well been fully naked. Meanwhile, I kicked off my socks and what was left of my pants and wiggled on the bed to make room for Yunho. He jumped in moments after, pulled off his top and covered my body with his own, eagerly meeting my lips in a hungry kiss.
It bought me enough time to cool off a bit. Our hips rocked together in a now familiar rhythm, Yunho's clothed erection pressed snugly against mine. Then Yunho broke the kiss to speak again.
"Roll over," he instructed, giving me some room to move and I obeyed, enthusiastically turning over to my stomach. First, his lips touched my spine and slowly kissed their way down to the curve of my butt. I felt his hands spread me open and then, the touch of his tongue to my entrance.
"Aah!" I moaned out loud, burying my face into the pillows to keep quiet but it simply felt too good. I heard the voices of other prisoners walking right past our cell but didn't really care. Nails dug into the soft skin of my buttocks as Yunho licked me again, turning braver and braver until finally, pushing his hot tongue inside me. By now I was already humping the mattress, unintentionally rubbing my cock against the sheets and shaking so hard it wouldn't take long for me to reach my climax.
Then there were two slick fingers, pushing inside my hole and I cried out again, giving in to the turmoil of pleasure starting to take over me. The fingers twisted and turned inside of me, causing me to orgasm violently. The feeling of both Yunho's tongue and fingers was simply too much and I came, gasping into the pillows without caring about making a mess. Before I was even done Yunho was already back on top of me with his hard cock pushing in between the wet mess between my thighs, and I heard him groan as he started thrusting against my body without going inside.
I wanted so badly for him to fuck me hard and make sure I wouldn't be able to walk for a week, and it seemed like he had been thinking something similar because the next thing I felt, was him guiding his cock inside me. I spread my legs more, allowing him to do whatever he pleased and after a few deep, thorough pushes into my ass - Yunho already came and filled me up with his come. I lied there with him on top of him, trying my best to keep breathing with his full body weight keeping me down as he panted next to my ear.
"So good," Yunho groaned, finally rolling onto his back and pulling me along to the already familiar nook under his arm. I wiggled closer, smiling and completely satisfied both mentally and physically. Only one night of not sleeping together felt like an eternity of not having sex.
"I wasn't going to make lo-" he started, "Fuck you... I mean, but I just can't help myself. I came so fast."
"I know how you feel," I looked up to his side profile, still smiling softly. Yunho's forehead was sticky with sweat and there was something sticky on the side of his lip - probably either my saliva or cum. I reached up and wiped his mouth clean, causing Yunho to also look down and meet my eyes.
"Happy?"
"Very," I nodded, running my fingers down Yunho's lips to his chin - until an unpleasant thought popped into my head.
"When you said you were sent to jail for your crimes, but not for killing anyone... How long exactly did you say your sentence was?"
"Now that's the thing," Yunho's expression turned worried, "Please, don't freak out."
"When are you getting out?" I inhaled deeply, unconsciously tightening my hold of Yunho's waist.
"I'm going to be released any day now," Yunho admitted - making all my worst fears come true with those few words.
Yunho was going to have to leave me, just like everybody else before him always had.
Free Counters
Pairings: YunJae
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, romance, smut, angst
Chapters: 5/7
Summary: Abandoned by his parents at the age of 6, Jaejoong's life has been nothing but a great downfall. Getting sent to prison might have meant the end to some - but for Jaejoong, it's falling in love with a mystery called Jung Yunho.
A/N: Next chapter will most likely be posted a bit late because I'm going to be out of town for the weekend, and won't have time to draw :/ Just to let you guys know! Anyways, here's part 5 with pictures... Will Yunho's story finally be told??
This part is not safe for work!! (Nothing explicit but still...)
Chapter 5
I woke up on the next day, feeling just as bad as the night before. Yunho was again out the door without paying any attention to me, but this time I didn't stay there feeling sorry for myself. I put on my clothes in a hurry and got out in record time, planning to follow him again. I had spent most of the night awake, thinking about all that had been said on the evening before and how I was going to continue on from here. Yunho was mad at me for wanting so bad to know the truth so it couldn't possibly have gotten any worse than it already was.
Catching up with him was easy when I already knew where Yunho was headed. I walked behind him like a shadow, keeping my distance but this time focusing more on the task at hand. I needed to know where he went every day, even if he wouldn't tell me. I knew I was being an asshole but I was still angry and disappointed with what he had told me last night, and I couldn't possibly leave it at that. As we got closer to the left wing of the building, I got more careless and followed him more closely so that this time I wouldn't miss where he had went. Honestly I didn't even care if I'd get caught - I almost wanted him to notice me and get so mad he'd accidentally blurt out something.
But Yunho didn't see me. He turned to the left at the corner where I had lost him last time and I managed to reach the turn and peek around the corner just in time to see him open one of the doors and get inside. I waited for a short moment and walked to the door as silently as I could. It was the room on the opposite side of the nurse's office - the director's workroom. Just what in the world? I pressed my ear to the door and tried to listen to the muffled voices coming from inside but couldn't even grasp a single word. Was Yunho in some sort of trouble?
"What are you doing?" came a voice from the other end of the hallway and I turned my gaze to the speaker. It was another guard, different than last time and I pulled back from the door, caught in the act.
"Nothing," I said dumbly as the officer approached me. It was a younger guard, probably close to my own age and as he got closer, I saw the name tag in his chest. So this was the guard Yoochun was fucking.
"Were you trying to break into the director's office?" Junsu asked, grabbing me by the arm and starting to drag me away. "You're in trouble now!"
"I know you're fucking Park Yoochun!" I shouted desperately and the guard paused in his tracks, turning to me and looking very much surprised.
"What did you say?"
"I'm going to tell everyone if you don't let me go," I threatened, trying to look as scary as possible but Junsu only smiled, shaking his head at my efforts.
"So you're Jaejoong," Junsu raised me an eyebrow, "I've heard all about you. Were you spying on Yunho?"
"No... Yes," I admitted, rubbing my arm in relief when Junsu released his hold. "So, he is in there talking to someone."
"Yeah, but it's none of your business," Junsu emphasized clearly, "And no, before you ask, I don't know what he's doing in there. It has nothing to do with you even if you guys are a couple."
"We're not a couple!"
"Right," the guard replied, clearly not believing what I was saying, "Listen, I'm going to let you go this time but this has got to stop. You're not allowed to loiter around these hallways without a permission, so just quit being a little bitch and leave Yunho alone."
I only stood there gaping, unable to comprehend what Junsu was rudely telling me.
"If he wants you to know it's his choice. Everyone around here has the right to privacy even if you guys are all crooks here. So, man up."
"I wasn't..." I started but closed my mouth when I realized he was right. Why was I acting like such a bitch when Yunho had never promised me anything? I was being really unfair thinking I could just go around finding out everything behind his back. This wasn't who I wanted to be at all.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled, stuffing both of my hands in my pockets and looking up at Junsu in shame.
"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to," Junsu said wisely.
Thinking about what Junsu had told me, I made my way out to the yard to sit down in the grass and really figure out why I had become like this. I was acting like a girlfriend from hell, following Yunho and basically stalking him. No matter how much I wanted to know what was going on in Yunho's life, I couldn't force him to let me in - and what I had been doing now would certainly cause him to discard me completely unless I wasn't going to change. I wanted Yunho so much it had made me go crazy.
I stayed out in the sun for at least an hour before I managed to gather the courage to go back in and try to find him so that I could apologize. I got up and brushed the grass stains out of my blue cotton pants, starting to head back inside but was stopped on the way. There were three guys, much bigger and older than me, standing in front of the gates blocking my way.
"There he is," one of the men told me and I blinked, looking around if they were actually talking to me. I had no idea who those men were, but they looked like they were up to no good.
"I'm sure you've got the wrong guy," I mumbled unclearly, quite afraid of the three men in front of me.
"No, it was you," the same man spoke again, shaking his head and looking down at me like I was a filthy stain in his shoe, "Walking around like you own the place, huh? Are you that confident?"
"What are you talking about?" I took a few steps back, trying to remember if I had never even seen the guys before. Then it hit me - the guy talking was the one I had ran into yesterday while trying to get away from the left wing. Oh crap.
"Are you sure you want to attack me with the guards right there?" I asked, trying to sound more confident, but the guys obviously didn't care. They stepped closer and I backed up, hoping I could somehow grab the attention of the guards smoking cigarettes on the other side of the locked gate.
"Oh, it's going to take them at least a couple minutes to open the gate and get here," the tallest of the three men said, moving forward and grabbing the collar of my t-shirt. "By that time we're already going to be done with you. I could snap that neck of yours in two just like that."
"I won't do it again," I admitted my defeat, trying a different strategy to get them to let go of me. "I'm very sorry, sir-"
But I wasn't able to finish my sentence before the first blow landed straight to my cheek, causing my legs to immediately give in and drop to the ground. I heard people shouting it's a fight, it's a fight, and the gates opening as the next hit landed on my stomach and I grunted in pain. I covered my head with both of my arms, trying to save my head from their kicks and the beating of their fists but it was all over much sooner than I had expected.
I stayed on the ground, still hiding my face when I felt the guy being pulled up and off of me - and heard Yunho's furious voice.
"What the fuck are you doing?" he roared, and I looked up, still trying to block in case there was going to be another attack but saw Yunho pushing the guy to the ground. The other two men had ran off and we're being chased by a few strong looking guards. All the other prisoners were shouting in glee, obviously very excited about the incident.
"I'm going to kill you!" Yunho shouted again, first punching the guy and then going for a kick before another guard reached us and got in the way.
"Don't you ever fucking touch him again!" he continued, completely infuriated as two of the guards took a hold of Yunho to stop him from again attacking the man. I stayed on the ground, not even paying attention to the bleeding of my lip because I had never seen Yunho look like that.
He seemed like such a gentleman I had never even imagined he could look like that. All his features were consumed by anger, eyebrows furrowed and lips turned down to a scowl - but most of all I was surprised he was so worked up because of me. I didn't know when he had come out to the yard but he had saved me in time.
"Yunho, it's okay!" I called out to him, slowly getting up from the ground, "I'm alright!"
Forgetting about the man, Yunho turned his eyes to me, still panting heavily in anger. The guards let him go and he hurried towards me, grabbing me by the wrist so roughly it kind of hurt a bit. He looked up and down my face, scowling even more and tightened his hold of my hand.
"They bruised your face," Yunho said, shaking all over like he was about to have a panic attack, "They bruised your pretty, little face."
"It's just a scratch," I tried to dismiss it all, "It'll heal."
One of the officers approached us awkwardly, clearly understanding we were having a moment.
"Are you alright, new kid?" the guard asked carefully. "Do you need to go see a nurse?"
"No, I'm fine-"
"You're going to go see a nurse," Yunho stated, turning to look at the officer, "Take him to the nurse, guard."
The guard didn't seem to mind Yunho giving him orders. He took a hold of my arm and started walking me back inside, with Yunho following close behind. I could still hear him breathing faster like containing the anger was physically painful to him. I wasn't sure when he'd stopped following me, but when I entered the nurse's office he was gone.
I returned to our cell a short while after, only to find Yunho sitting on my bed with his face buried in his hands. Our eyes met as I stepped inside our small room and he got up, standing in front of me without knowing what to do. He looked so worried I felt my heart swell up from sheer happiness - I couldn't believe Yunho cared about me that much - but the expression on his handsome face was so stormy I had to stop myself from smiling. Something was clearly not right here.
"What is it?" I asked, causing Yunho to look away and all of a sudden - punch the wall with his bare fist.
"Yunho!" I shouted in shock, hurrying closer to him to stop him from doing anything more. "What's wrong?"
"Fuck," Yunho cursed, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"Calm down!"
"I can't calm down! They hurt you!"
"It was my fault, I ran into them on the other day and didn't apologize," I tried to reason, reaching up and wrapping my arms behind Yunho's neck, caressing the hair at back of his head in a soothing motion.
"Jaejoong," his voice broke down as he pulled me closer, hugging me flush against his chest with all his strength.
"It's alright, the nurse said I didn't break anything it's just a nasty bruise," I continued, relieved that Yunho had seemed to have forgotten all about our fight last night, "You saved me in time."
I heard him let out a shuddering breath but he didn't say anything.
"I promise I will stay out of trouble from now on so you don't have to worry," I hugged him back with all my might. "Now stop acting like this, you're scaring me."
"I promised myself I would never..." Yunho muttered with his lips against my neck, still shaking like he was cold, "I can never care about anyone again, I just can't take any more."
"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to guide Yunho's head up to meet my eyes but he only hugged me harder, keeping his face hidden from me.
"I don't want to lose you, Jaejoong, but I know it's better if I disappear..."
"What in the world are you saying?"
I was honestly starting to get really afraid.
"I saved you today but I won't be able to be there always. I wasn't there for her, I couldn't save her," Yunho finally lifted his gaze, meeting my eyes with tears glistering in his.
"Save who?"
"My sister," he whispered, looking so vulnerable I had a hard time believing he had seemed so strong out on the yard. "They took her from me. She was innocent."
"Yunho, who took your sister? What happened to her?"
With those words, Yunho let go of me and sat back down on the bed, wiping his eyes furiously. I sat next to him and wrapped an arm around his waist, waiting patiently for him to talk to me.
"You can't tell anyone."
"I won't, I promise," I assured, placing a soft kiss to Yunho's shoulder. His fingers found mine and took a hold of my hand, and then looking down at our intertwined fingers, he started talking.
"I made so many wrong decisions growing up. We didn't have much money and when my parents passed away I had to take care of my sister all by myself. It was so hard because I couldn't get a job and the only way for us to survive was for me to commit crimes. I know it was the same for you," Yunho glanced at me briefly, and turned his gaze down to keep staring at our hands.
"I started with small jobs, breaking in to small shops and stealing the money and stuff like that, and at first it worked well. My sister got to go to school and I had enough money to rent a small apartment for us - but I wanted to go bigger. I heard I could get bigger gigs if I started working for some people and much sooner than I had expected, it got real serious."
"There were drugs, beating up people... but once they asked me to kill someone, I couldn't do it. I wanted to back down but I was already in too deep. I had enough money saved up to secure my sister's education and our rent for a whole year, so I planned to quit and go find a real job - but of course they didn't trust me enough to let me go like that. They started threatening me, telling me they were going to cut off all my fingers and all that shit, but I didn't take them seriously enough."
Yunho paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to keep on going.
"We moved to another part of town and I thought they wouldn't come after me. I was so dumb back then, I thought we could start a new life but of course, they found me within a week. They took me and my sister, and they killed her in front of my eyes. I got stabbed in the side and left there to die, but somehow I survived."
Yunho let out another shuddering sigh, and determinedly wiped the tears away from his eyes. I sat there listening, unable to say anything to comfort him. I had never imagined his story to be something so terrible. What in the world could you say to something like that?
"I wished I had died too. I knew it was my fault and the only person I cared for was gone because of me. I never wanted anything other than a normal life for her, but she was taken away and I was to blame," Yunho's voice broke down but he kept talking, "And as I layed there in the hospital bed, recovering from the wounds, I decided I needed to avenge her. I had no choice."
"So that's how you ended up killing someone?" I asked softly, squeezing Yunho's hand in mine. I felt like crying too but I knew I had to be strong for Yunho.
"No, that's not it," Yunho turned to look at me, "I never killed anyone."
"Then why-"
"I could have never succeeded if I tried to kill them myself. It would have been just me against a hundred men," he explained, "So I talked to the cops and told them everything. I wasn't the only one who had been hurt, there were others, but with the lack of evidence, they hadn't been able to arrest anyone."
"It was told to the press that I had died from my wounds - the police arranged everything, even a tomb stone - and I gave them all my information. That's where I go every morning, to the directors office to give my consultation with the case and make sure the people responsible for my sister's death get dealt with. I confessed every single crime I had committed in my life and that's why they sent me to prison - to serve my rightful sentence and also, to keep me safe."
"When I'm done here I'm going to be sent somewhere far away and start living a new life. I can never go back because their people are everywhere and they can never find out I'm still alive."
"So people here think you killed someone-"
"They're just rumors to make other prisoners keep a distance," Yunho finished my sentence, "But obviously they weren't enough to keep you away."
"I'm so sorry," I finally managed to say with tears in my eyes, "I never knew something so bad happened to you. I'm so sorry."
"Jaejoong... There was no way you could have known," Yunho smiled sadly and for the first time, I truly saw how broken he was inside. "That's why I freaked out earlier on the day. I thought I was again going to have to watch someone important being taken away from me."
"I understand now," I whispered, "My life seems easy now compared to yours."
"Don't compare what has happened to us, suffering can't be measured," Yunho said wisely, his voice coming out much stronger. "This is also the reason why we can't be anything more than friends. I'm already so emotionally attached to you it's going to be difficult to say goodbye. I can never put your life in danger by making you be with me."
"You wouldn't have to make me, I want nothing more than..." I tried to finally tell him how I felt, but Yunho interrupted me.
"This is final, my feelings won't change," he told me, finally letting go of my hand and softly caressing my cheek instead. "Let's keep it like you said. We'll just enjoy each other while we're here and then when it's over, it's over."
"I'm really sorry for being such a bitch," I sighed in defeat, inching closer to him on the bed and pressing my face against his shoulder, "It's just that... I'm really attached to you too."
"I could think of a way for us to be a bit more attached right now," Yunho mumbled against the top of my head with a bit of laughter in his voice. I raised my eyes and met his mischievous gaze. Yunho obviously wanted something else to think about - I didn't really feel like it but then again, if that was something that would make Yunho forget his sorrows for a moment, I wasn't going to refuse.
"It's the middle of the day," I replied with a shy smile, but felt the arm that had been wrapped around my waist travel lower and then, fingers playing with the waistband of my trousers.
"Yunho..." I sighed, unable to pull away when Yunho lowered his lips down to my neck and cupped the front of my pants. Rubbing in slow, circular motions, Yunho's hand moved as his lips sucked on patch of skin - successfully making me grow hard under his palm.
"We have a blanket, don't we?" he tried to persuade me. Thinking was very hard when his hand slipped into my pants and took a hold of my cock, covering the length with his warm palm and running his thumb over the tip.
"Ah," I moaned quietly, looking down and seeing the shape of his hand disappearing into my blue prison trousers. I felt him press his forehead to my cheekbone, also looking down at what his hand was doing and it felt so good my cheeks started turning red.
"I want them to see us," Yunho mumbled to my ear huskily, "I want them to know you're mine so that they'll never bother you again."
"There must be some other... ah," I had to bite my lip when Yunho moved his wrist, squeezing my cock harder and unable to resist the temptation, I shoved my own hand down my pants as well and wrapped my fingers around Yunho's, helping him move in a way I liked it.
"I'm going to suck you off," Yunho then said, causing my heart to start beating much faster. He had never done that to me before.
"Really?" I breathed out but Yunho was already down on his knees in front of the bed, and without replying, took off my shirt and kissed his way down from my bellybutton. I tried to relax a little but I was both nervous and excited about the possibility of someone walking past our cell.
I leaned back a bit to give him some more room and was rewarded with soft kiss to the tip of my penis when Yunho pulled it out of my pants. He ran his hand down the length a couple of times like he was trying to figure out how it was done, smiled, and then pressed a few more kisses to the underside of my cock.
I was breathing harsh through my nose, trying not to close my eyes in embarrassment or moan out loud but it had been such a long time and it felt so good. Yunho parted his lips and started licking around the tip, teasing me, and then finally, taking me into his mouth with a wet sound. My fingers tangled in his hair, pulling it back to see his face while he was sucking me off but it was a mistake because the lust started boiling faster in my stomach, causing the pleasure to accumulate too quickly. I couldn't stop myself from letting out a soft whimper, cock twitching in his mouth at the sinful sight.
"Stop... Just for a moment," I gasped, taking a hold of my cock and pulling out of his mouth to stop myself from coming just yet. "Give me a minute."
But Yunho didn't listen. He acted like he hadn't heard me at all and completely pulled my pants down - leaving them hanging from one ankle - and hungrily started kissing my naked, inner thighs.
"Yunho..." I whined pathetically, pre-cum pooling on my stomach, "They're going to see..."
"I want to rim you," Yunho voiced out his desire and at that point, there was no way I was going to make him stop.
"Alright then," I agreed a bit too quickly, "But at least cover the view with something!"
And so Yunho did. He got up from the floor to quickly rip the sheet down from the upper bunk and hang it on the side of the bed, blocking the view of whoever might be walking past our cell unless they bothered to step inside. The bulge in his pants was so obvious he might as well been fully naked. Meanwhile, I kicked off my socks and what was left of my pants and wiggled on the bed to make room for Yunho. He jumped in moments after, pulled off his top and covered my body with his own, eagerly meeting my lips in a hungry kiss.
It bought me enough time to cool off a bit. Our hips rocked together in a now familiar rhythm, Yunho's clothed erection pressed snugly against mine. Then Yunho broke the kiss to speak again.
"Roll over," he instructed, giving me some room to move and I obeyed, enthusiastically turning over to my stomach. First, his lips touched my spine and slowly kissed their way down to the curve of my butt. I felt his hands spread me open and then, the touch of his tongue to my entrance.
"Aah!" I moaned out loud, burying my face into the pillows to keep quiet but it simply felt too good. I heard the voices of other prisoners walking right past our cell but didn't really care. Nails dug into the soft skin of my buttocks as Yunho licked me again, turning braver and braver until finally, pushing his hot tongue inside me. By now I was already humping the mattress, unintentionally rubbing my cock against the sheets and shaking so hard it wouldn't take long for me to reach my climax.
Then there were two slick fingers, pushing inside my hole and I cried out again, giving in to the turmoil of pleasure starting to take over me. The fingers twisted and turned inside of me, causing me to orgasm violently. The feeling of both Yunho's tongue and fingers was simply too much and I came, gasping into the pillows without caring about making a mess. Before I was even done Yunho was already back on top of me with his hard cock pushing in between the wet mess between my thighs, and I heard him groan as he started thrusting against my body without going inside.
I wanted so badly for him to fuck me hard and make sure I wouldn't be able to walk for a week, and it seemed like he had been thinking something similar because the next thing I felt, was him guiding his cock inside me. I spread my legs more, allowing him to do whatever he pleased and after a few deep, thorough pushes into my ass - Yunho already came and filled me up with his come. I lied there with him on top of him, trying my best to keep breathing with his full body weight keeping me down as he panted next to my ear.
"So good," Yunho groaned, finally rolling onto his back and pulling me along to the already familiar nook under his arm. I wiggled closer, smiling and completely satisfied both mentally and physically. Only one night of not sleeping together felt like an eternity of not having sex.
"I wasn't going to make lo-" he started, "Fuck you... I mean, but I just can't help myself. I came so fast."
"I know how you feel," I looked up to his side profile, still smiling softly. Yunho's forehead was sticky with sweat and there was something sticky on the side of his lip - probably either my saliva or cum. I reached up and wiped his mouth clean, causing Yunho to also look down and meet my eyes.
"Happy?"
"Very," I nodded, running my fingers down Yunho's lips to his chin - until an unpleasant thought popped into my head.
"When you said you were sent to jail for your crimes, but not for killing anyone... How long exactly did you say your sentence was?"
"Now that's the thing," Yunho's expression turned worried, "Please, don't freak out."
"When are you getting out?" I inhaled deeply, unconsciously tightening my hold of Yunho's waist.
"I'm going to be released any day now," Yunho admitted - making all my worst fears come true with those few words.
Yunho was going to have to leave me, just like everybody else before him always had.
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