Where were you all my life? 2/?
Summary:
Kim Jaejoong owns a construction company and that forces him to do business with the mafia even if he himself tries to remain within the law. However, some of the mafia men don’t appreciate that and keep threatening him. That’s why he hired Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun who are responsible for his security.
Warning: attempted rape, violence.
Pairing: Yunjae, hints of Yoosu
Chapter 1,
CHAPTER TWO - ATTEMPTED RAPE
Kim Jaejoong had taken a long time to fall asleep. And even if his body wasn’t moving and his face appeared peaceful his sleep was being haunted by memories. Memories of when an angry mafia leader had sent a gun man after him, of when a car had tried to run him over, of countless veiled threats during supposedly business meetings. Even memories of what happened to Ren. He found himself trapped in that point where he’s aware that he’s dreaming but he still can’t wake up. TOP’s warning suddenly rang clear in his mind: “Funny thing is, I could never find out which of the two dogs did the attack.”
The feeling of being watched, that someone was after him took over. There was an invisible presence chasing him in his dream. Jaejoong almost moved his feet in his sleep, he just knew he had to get away or he would be hurt. Suddenly the sleeping man felt hands forcing his mouth open over a cloth. He tried screaming Min’s name but couldn’t. Then a punch hit him on the side of his head and Jaejoong opened his eyes and tried screaming again.
“NOOOO!!!!!!”
Again and again he was hit. “This isn’t a dream! MIN! Help!”
Jaejoong had a second to clear his head when his attacker pulled the sheets away and straddled him. The scared man forced his eyes to try and see his attacker. The room was too dark, he could only make out that the guy was as big as Changmin. “I have to fight back!”
Another punch hit Jaejoong but now he was alert. His own fists made contact with the man’s face on top of him. He pushed his legs to get enough leverage to tumble the man. “Shit!” The other guy fell off him but unfortunately it was on the other side of the bed. Jaejoong tried to take the cloth off his mouth and make a run for the door when a strong hand threw him back in bed.
This time the guy held both of Jaejoong’s hands over his head. The smaller man tried kicking again but his legs were trapped by the guy’s body weight. “No! No! I have to fight him!” His head was throbbing where he had been hit, his mouth tasted of blood. “Think, use your head!” It took some more moments before Jaejoong realised he wasn’t being hit anymore. “What?” He tested the hand on his writs but couldn’t get free. The man’s hot breath fanned his neck and sent a shiver down his spine. Then a hot wet mouth bite him. Bile rose up in his throat at the feel of wet saliva on his skin.
That’s when it finally dawned on the captive man’s brain that his attacker’s free hand had pushed his pyjama pants down and was caressing his naked skin. Jaejoong’s breath caught in his throat. There was the sound of a belt and a zipper from above him. Strong, long and warm fingers tried to part his thighs aiming for his ass. “No! No! What is this? What’s he doing?” One finger successfully rubbed against his entrance.
Jaejoong broke. His mind fled him in a crushing wave of blind panic. His eyes turned glassy and empty. His body turned limp for a few seconds. His breathing stopped. His heart stopped.
Then it all came back with a vengeance. The captive man was hyperventilating, his heart trying to break free off his chest. Jaejoong’s entire body was shaking. Only his eyes remained empty.
Even the attacker could make out that the scared man was mumbling, through the cloth in his mouth, the word “no” again and again. With the strong man’s hold on the smaller man’s legs and hands, the only part of Jaejoong’s body that was free was his head and he was thrashing it in his panic attack. “NO! NO! NO!”
The taller man looked down in surprise. This was not the same guy that had just hit him and almost fled. Something about the behaviour of the small man gave him pause and the hold he had on the slim writs lessened. Unconsciously he also lifted a little while looking down at how the scared man’s body kept flailing about. His free hand touched the small man’s jaw to try and have a better look at the panic filled eyes.
Jaejoong was lost in his nightmares, screaming, when he felt a slight touch on his jaw. Something was holding his face. Someone was staring at his eyes. Reality hit him. His brain focused on one word. “Fight!”
That night before going to bed, Kim Jaejoong had been remembering how he had to fight to get respect at school. How he was still fighting to get respect as a business man. Now, he was going to fight for his right to be respected as a human being.
“No son of a bitch is going to rape me!”
…
Jaejoong took a deep breath and just unleashed his pent up anger and fear. His forehead hit the man above him with all the strength he could muster. Taking the other by surprise the nervous man was able to release his right wrist from his captor’s hand. The punch sent the guy on top of him to the floor. A kick to the head soon followed. Trying not to make the same mistake again, this time Jaejoong simply kept on hitting the guy instead of attempting to run. When he finally spit out the cloth in his mouth, he screamed Changmin’s name past his dry throat complaints.
-MIN!
The fight was brutal. “Min, hurry. He’s stronger than me. I don’t know how much longer I can keep him here.” The attacker had got up and was obviously aiming for the balcony’s open door. Jaejoong was using all of his fight training to try and keep the guy busy enough until the others arrived. He was sure that they would have heard the ruckus by now.
The taller man aimed a kick to Jaejoong’s stomach, successfully knocking his breath out. Just as he was turning to run, a shot was heard. Light flooded the room from the open door. Changmin stood with his gun aimed at the strange man’s heart.
-Don’t you dare move!
On the floor, covered from view by the bed, Jaejoong hurried to pull his pyjama pants back up.
Right behind Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun entered the room as well, their guns ready and aimed at the intruder.
-Are you ok, Jae? - Asked Junsu with a slight panic to his voice, kneeling down next to his boss.
-Yes. - His throat was still too dry. Jaejoong made a gesture to a water bottle and Junsu handed it.
The business man got up, his body complaining. His face was already starting to swell and show bruises, blood on one side of his mouth. He moved to stand behind Changmin while Junsu kept a steadying hand on his elbow. They both looked in silence at the battle of wills in front of them. The intruder and Changmin were studying each other, both exuding power. It was obvious that, even after the fight with Jaejoong, the intruder still had enough in him to resist capture if not for the gun in the bodyguard’s hand. The previous shot had passed too close for comfort and so, the intruder nodded, conceding defeat. Although, the meaning was clear: he meant this battle, not the war.
Confident that Changmin had everything in control, in the meantime Yoochun had exited the room and returned moments later with chains and ropes. The slimmer bodyguard applied cuffs on the intruder’s wrists and ankles. The chain between the cuffs was longer than usual handcuffs, it still allowed the man to walk and move his hands.
Jaejoong blinked in confusion at the chains. “Where and how does Yoochun have those?” Next to him and without his notice, Changmin lifted an eyebrow at Junsu who looked way with a flustered face.
While avoiding his friend’s knowing smirk, Junsu returned his gaze to Jaejoong and noticed a darkening bite mark on his neck. Giving him a more thorough look, the bodyguard also noticed the pyjamas pants who looked pulled up in a hurry. His eyes immediately darted to the intruder. The man’s jeans belt was unbuckled and the zipper was down.
Before anyone knew what happened Junsu had applied a well-aimed kick at the intruder’s balls. The guy collapsed on the floor and the bodyguard kept on kicking him.
-You dirty bastard! How dare you?
-Hey, babe. Calm down. He needs to be alive for questioning. - Yoochun wrapped his arms around Junsu trying to calm him, still not knowing what had triggered him.
Changmin looked at Jaejoong for answers and saw the shorter man hiding his eyes with a blushed face. Studying his boss’s appearance and looking at the intruder with closer attention, the taller bodyguard fumed in comprehension.
-Stop, Junsu! Time for some answers. Then if he doesn’t answer, you can get right back at kicking him. Or I will.
The intruder found himself being pulled to a chair by the taller man. One look up and he understood he was in real trouble now. This guy would kick him harder than the other more emotional bodyguard.
-Ok, who sent you?
The captive man kept his mouth closed. His face was starting to swell, but not as much as Jaejoong’s. His breathing was heavy, while trying to recover from the well-aimed kicks. With a deep breath, he calmed himself. With his breath under control he closed his eyes and started to listen to the sounds in the room. One raggedy breathing called his attention. His eyes opened and he looked right into Jaejoong’s eyes and held the stare. The business man was still trying to recover from his previous panic attack. With a calculated movement, the attacker lifted his hand and touched his own neck, on the same spot where he had bitten the smaller man.
Jaejoong’s eyes widened. This time he had to run to the bathroom. Retching sounds were heard.
In the bedroom, there was finally a sound escaping the attacker’s mouth. A muffled huff of pain.
…
Chapter 3 - Payback Rape
Kim Jaejoong owns a construction company and that forces him to do business with the mafia even if he himself tries to remain within the law. However, some of the mafia men don’t appreciate that and keep threatening him. That’s why he hired Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun who are responsible for his security.
Warning: attempted rape, violence.
Pairing: Yunjae, hints of Yoosu
Chapter 1,
CHAPTER TWO - ATTEMPTED RAPE
Kim Jaejoong had taken a long time to fall asleep. And even if his body wasn’t moving and his face appeared peaceful his sleep was being haunted by memories. Memories of when an angry mafia leader had sent a gun man after him, of when a car had tried to run him over, of countless veiled threats during supposedly business meetings. Even memories of what happened to Ren. He found himself trapped in that point where he’s aware that he’s dreaming but he still can’t wake up. TOP’s warning suddenly rang clear in his mind: “Funny thing is, I could never find out which of the two dogs did the attack.”
The feeling of being watched, that someone was after him took over. There was an invisible presence chasing him in his dream. Jaejoong almost moved his feet in his sleep, he just knew he had to get away or he would be hurt. Suddenly the sleeping man felt hands forcing his mouth open over a cloth. He tried screaming Min’s name but couldn’t. Then a punch hit him on the side of his head and Jaejoong opened his eyes and tried screaming again.
“NOOOO!!!!!!”
Again and again he was hit. “This isn’t a dream! MIN! Help!”
Jaejoong had a second to clear his head when his attacker pulled the sheets away and straddled him. The scared man forced his eyes to try and see his attacker. The room was too dark, he could only make out that the guy was as big as Changmin. “I have to fight back!”
Another punch hit Jaejoong but now he was alert. His own fists made contact with the man’s face on top of him. He pushed his legs to get enough leverage to tumble the man. “Shit!” The other guy fell off him but unfortunately it was on the other side of the bed. Jaejoong tried to take the cloth off his mouth and make a run for the door when a strong hand threw him back in bed.
This time the guy held both of Jaejoong’s hands over his head. The smaller man tried kicking again but his legs were trapped by the guy’s body weight. “No! No! I have to fight him!” His head was throbbing where he had been hit, his mouth tasted of blood. “Think, use your head!” It took some more moments before Jaejoong realised he wasn’t being hit anymore. “What?” He tested the hand on his writs but couldn’t get free. The man’s hot breath fanned his neck and sent a shiver down his spine. Then a hot wet mouth bite him. Bile rose up in his throat at the feel of wet saliva on his skin.
That’s when it finally dawned on the captive man’s brain that his attacker’s free hand had pushed his pyjama pants down and was caressing his naked skin. Jaejoong’s breath caught in his throat. There was the sound of a belt and a zipper from above him. Strong, long and warm fingers tried to part his thighs aiming for his ass. “No! No! What is this? What’s he doing?” One finger successfully rubbed against his entrance.
Jaejoong broke. His mind fled him in a crushing wave of blind panic. His eyes turned glassy and empty. His body turned limp for a few seconds. His breathing stopped. His heart stopped.
Then it all came back with a vengeance. The captive man was hyperventilating, his heart trying to break free off his chest. Jaejoong’s entire body was shaking. Only his eyes remained empty.
Even the attacker could make out that the scared man was mumbling, through the cloth in his mouth, the word “no” again and again. With the strong man’s hold on the smaller man’s legs and hands, the only part of Jaejoong’s body that was free was his head and he was thrashing it in his panic attack. “NO! NO! NO!”
The taller man looked down in surprise. This was not the same guy that had just hit him and almost fled. Something about the behaviour of the small man gave him pause and the hold he had on the slim writs lessened. Unconsciously he also lifted a little while looking down at how the scared man’s body kept flailing about. His free hand touched the small man’s jaw to try and have a better look at the panic filled eyes.
Jaejoong was lost in his nightmares, screaming, when he felt a slight touch on his jaw. Something was holding his face. Someone was staring at his eyes. Reality hit him. His brain focused on one word. “Fight!”
That night before going to bed, Kim Jaejoong had been remembering how he had to fight to get respect at school. How he was still fighting to get respect as a business man. Now, he was going to fight for his right to be respected as a human being.
“No son of a bitch is going to rape me!”
…
Jaejoong took a deep breath and just unleashed his pent up anger and fear. His forehead hit the man above him with all the strength he could muster. Taking the other by surprise the nervous man was able to release his right wrist from his captor’s hand. The punch sent the guy on top of him to the floor. A kick to the head soon followed. Trying not to make the same mistake again, this time Jaejoong simply kept on hitting the guy instead of attempting to run. When he finally spit out the cloth in his mouth, he screamed Changmin’s name past his dry throat complaints.
-MIN!
The fight was brutal. “Min, hurry. He’s stronger than me. I don’t know how much longer I can keep him here.” The attacker had got up and was obviously aiming for the balcony’s open door. Jaejoong was using all of his fight training to try and keep the guy busy enough until the others arrived. He was sure that they would have heard the ruckus by now.
The taller man aimed a kick to Jaejoong’s stomach, successfully knocking his breath out. Just as he was turning to run, a shot was heard. Light flooded the room from the open door. Changmin stood with his gun aimed at the strange man’s heart.
-Don’t you dare move!
On the floor, covered from view by the bed, Jaejoong hurried to pull his pyjama pants back up.
Right behind Changmin, Junsu and Yoochun entered the room as well, their guns ready and aimed at the intruder.
-Are you ok, Jae? - Asked Junsu with a slight panic to his voice, kneeling down next to his boss.
-Yes. - His throat was still too dry. Jaejoong made a gesture to a water bottle and Junsu handed it.
The business man got up, his body complaining. His face was already starting to swell and show bruises, blood on one side of his mouth. He moved to stand behind Changmin while Junsu kept a steadying hand on his elbow. They both looked in silence at the battle of wills in front of them. The intruder and Changmin were studying each other, both exuding power. It was obvious that, even after the fight with Jaejoong, the intruder still had enough in him to resist capture if not for the gun in the bodyguard’s hand. The previous shot had passed too close for comfort and so, the intruder nodded, conceding defeat. Although, the meaning was clear: he meant this battle, not the war.
Confident that Changmin had everything in control, in the meantime Yoochun had exited the room and returned moments later with chains and ropes. The slimmer bodyguard applied cuffs on the intruder’s wrists and ankles. The chain between the cuffs was longer than usual handcuffs, it still allowed the man to walk and move his hands.
Jaejoong blinked in confusion at the chains. “Where and how does Yoochun have those?” Next to him and without his notice, Changmin lifted an eyebrow at Junsu who looked way with a flustered face.
While avoiding his friend’s knowing smirk, Junsu returned his gaze to Jaejoong and noticed a darkening bite mark on his neck. Giving him a more thorough look, the bodyguard also noticed the pyjamas pants who looked pulled up in a hurry. His eyes immediately darted to the intruder. The man’s jeans belt was unbuckled and the zipper was down.
Before anyone knew what happened Junsu had applied a well-aimed kick at the intruder’s balls. The guy collapsed on the floor and the bodyguard kept on kicking him.
-You dirty bastard! How dare you?
-Hey, babe. Calm down. He needs to be alive for questioning. - Yoochun wrapped his arms around Junsu trying to calm him, still not knowing what had triggered him.
Changmin looked at Jaejoong for answers and saw the shorter man hiding his eyes with a blushed face. Studying his boss’s appearance and looking at the intruder with closer attention, the taller bodyguard fumed in comprehension.
-Stop, Junsu! Time for some answers. Then if he doesn’t answer, you can get right back at kicking him. Or I will.
The intruder found himself being pulled to a chair by the taller man. One look up and he understood he was in real trouble now. This guy would kick him harder than the other more emotional bodyguard.
-Ok, who sent you?
The captive man kept his mouth closed. His face was starting to swell, but not as much as Jaejoong’s. His breathing was heavy, while trying to recover from the well-aimed kicks. With a deep breath, he calmed himself. With his breath under control he closed his eyes and started to listen to the sounds in the room. One raggedy breathing called his attention. His eyes opened and he looked right into Jaejoong’s eyes and held the stare. The business man was still trying to recover from his previous panic attack. With a calculated movement, the attacker lifted his hand and touched his own neck, on the same spot where he had bitten the smaller man.
Jaejoong’s eyes widened. This time he had to run to the bathroom. Retching sounds were heard.
In the bedroom, there was finally a sound escaping the attacker’s mouth. A muffled huff of pain.
…
Chapter 3 - Payback Rape