Because of You [Chapter 13]
Title: Because of You [13/?]
Author: Sum3r
Pairing: JaeMin
Rating: R (Lemon)
Warning: Delinquent!Jae and Uke!Min = Smex / Language
Disclaimer: Plot is mine. Characters aren’t.
Summary: Min is a simple boy who was rejected by his first love. However, when he agrees to tutor a delinquent, his life turns upside down in ways he never wished it would.
Previous: [Chapter 1] [Chapter 2] [Chapter 3] [Chapter 4] [Chapter 5] [Chapter 6A] [Chapter 6B] [Chapter 7] [At a Glance - YooSu SideStory] [Chapter 8] [Chapter 9] [Chapter 10] [Chapter 11A] [Chapter 11B] [Chapter 12]
[A/N]: Chapter 13 ^^ The world grows a bit bigger as the story moves on~ Another long chapter ^^ Enjoy~!
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Jae continued to stare at Min, unmoving and silent as he watched the younger boy.
“A-and i-I know, I k-know that I-I c-can’t go back t-to h-him…”
Good. Because I’m not fucking letting you go anytime soon.
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Chapter 13
Changmin woke up to an empty bed, the sun sweeping through the dark curtains as the younger boy sank deeper into the pillows, his eyes opening up slowly. Blurry, and slightly unfocused, Changmin saw his hand stretched out in front of him, warm, as it took the place of another in the bed. Unconsciously, Changmin closed his hand, bringing it to his mouth as he softly kissed the warmth, closing his eyes as he began to fall back asleep. He was about to turn over when his eyes snapped back open, his body jolting against the surprise.
Changmin felt Jae’s cum slide along his thighs, cool against his burning body as the pain raced along his back. Moaning softly, Min fell face first into the bed, arching his back as the cum continued to slither down, his body shuddering as it trailed along his legs. He clenched the sheets in his hands, panting, as he began to recall the events from the night before.
“…ahh…ahhh…” Min moaned against the pillow, his mouth open as his body continued to shake. He clenched the sheets tighter, trying to bring his body back under control, oblivious to the dark eyes watching him, the body leaned against the doorframe, the arms crossed against the bare chest, one eyebrow raised.
Squirming as the last of the cum dripped down, Min sank back into the bed, breathing heavily. Walking over, Jae reached the bed, eyes intent as he watched the fallen boy. Glazed eyes stared back at him as Jae grabbed Min’s waist, bringing the sheet-clad boy against his chest, Min’s hands on his shoulders.
“If you wanted me that bad baby, you could have just asked….” Jae grinded against the younger boy as Min softly moaned, throwing his head back, gripping Jae’s shoulders firmly as the older boy pressed the two bodies together, barely crushing the younger. Min arched his chest against Jae’s with a gasp as he felt his hand between his thighs, fingers around his entrance. His eyes became lidded as his arms went around Jae’s neck, face buried in the crook of the older boy’s neck as Jae’s fingers easily slid inside, Min’s body instantly clenching against it.
“…H-h-hyung…” Min whispered against Jae’s neck as Jae continued to touch him, fingers stretching him as he pushed himself up, rubbing Jae’s chest to escape the fingers from going in too deep. He body throbbed, sore from last night as he continued to clamp against the fingers inside of him.
Jae smirked, sliding out his fingers as the younger boy fell down with a slump, easily picking him up as he carried him to the living room, knowing Min wouldn’t make it if he took him again. He settled the younger boy on the corner of the sofa, sheets still wrapped around him, as he went back into the room for the clothes and the keys to drop him off.
Min opened his eyes wider, focusing to get his breathing under control, his body regulated, as he leaned back against the sofa, still slightly unfocused. He turned his head and was about to close his eyes when he noticed a fallen frame at the back of the small table next to him, dusty with lack of use. Reaching his hand without realizing it, Min grabbed the back of the frame and lifted it again, pulling it upright, his fingers leaving a print against the dusty sides. There was a crack running through the middle, the picture old and yellow, decaying as it showed a family, parents and two sons. Leaning forward to get a better look, Min immediately let go of the frame as he heard the footsteps from the room, turning his head back to take one last look before Jae reached for him again.
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“Kim Jaejoong?” The secretary looked at Yunho quizzically, as he stood in the middle of the school office, asking about the other boy.
“Yes. I was wondering what his schedule was, by any chance? I need to talk to him, but I don’t quite remember what his classes were.” Yunho smiled apologetically, as the older woman clicked on her mouse and looked at her computer screen.
“Of course. It’s just that….normally we don’t give out student schedules to other students, it’s not our policy.”
“I understand, and I’m sorry for burdening you, but it’s urgent that I see him as soon as possible.” The secretary nodded, smiling back as he told Yunho, “Just this once, hmmm? And it would be better if the other students don’t find out.”
“Of course,” said Yunho. He stared at the secretary as she began to search, knowing that this was the only way to find out what connection the other boy had with Changmin. Since he was the Student Council president, this was the easiest way to search without raising too many suspicions. Finally this comes to use for once…
“Hmmm…” the secretary watched her screen with perplexed look on her face. Turning her head around, she asked one of the teachers behind her in the office. “Sung-sook, I can’t seem to pull out one of the student’s files.”
The history teacher looked up, “Which student?”
“Kim Jaejoong.”
Sung-sook clicked her tongue. Shaking her head she began to type into her computer. “That student is bad news… Principle Chul moved him into the graduating class.”
“He’s graduating?” Sung-sook and the secretary turned their heads as they saw the math teacher who had heard them and was beginning to gather his papers fro his next class. “When I had him, he failed both semesters because he skipped out so much.”
“I think he was the student who attacked Mr. Lee right?” said Sung-sook as she pulled out his account. Looking at Jaejoong’s picture, she nodded, “I remember…He caused havoc last year after punching one of his teachers. He nearly got expelled, was suspended for at least a month, I believe.”
“Really? I wouldn’t be surprised,” said the secretary as she began to chatter among the teachers. “Never cared about school did he?”
“His father is the only reason he got to stay.”
Shaking her head, the secretary sighed. “Students like him need to be taught a lesson. If their parents keep covering up for them like this…” Walking over, she took the printed schedule and handed it to Yunho.
“If I were you, I wouldn’t get too involved. This student is going nowhere fast.” Bowing, Yunho thanked the secretary as he held the piece of paper, turning around to walk out of the office. However, before he could walk out of the door, he stopped when he heard the voice.
“I heard he has another tutor?” Yunho froze, waiting for words to come.
“Yes, I think this is the first time he’s held on for so long. I’m sure by now, either he or the tutor would have complained and the ordeal would have been over with. This time, though, it appears as if Kim is actually staying.”
“Maybe he realized he needs to graduate.”
“Or it could possibly be the tutor. What was his name again…? Shin…Shim…?”
“Changmin.” Yunho softly whispered, standing still as the pieces began to fit together. It all makes so much sense now. That day-when I saw him, when he crashed into me, he was coming from him. He was tutoring at that time, tutoring him after school. Together.
How long has it been going on? When did it start?
“Shim Changmin,” said another voice. The two teachers and the secretary turned their heads around and noticed the Head of the science department, Mr. Park, as he walked into the office. They bowed, Yunho bowing as well, as he continued to stay to hear the rest of the conversation.
“Shim Changmin. One of our best science students. It’s no wonder Kim is actually passing his class.”
“I think the student is quite young, no?”
“Three years younger than Kim.”
Clutching the schedule in his hands, Yunho left the office, realizing that he needed to talk to Changmin. So Changmin is Jaejoong’s tutor. There’s something going between the two of them, and I’m going to find out, find out and get to the bottom of this.
Knowing that he would see Changmin in the library tomorrow, Yunho crumpled up the schedule and threw it in the nearest garbage, finding no use for it anymore since he had already figured out the relationship between the two of them.
He slowly felt the anger creep up into him, irritation at not realizing sooner, frustration at not being able to do anything about it, and annoyance, annoyance that Changmin didn’t tell him, that the younger boy didn’t come to him, didn’t ask him for help. It didn’t occur to him that Changmin didn’t need help, that he didn’t want to leave, that he wanted to stay. He walked to his next class, anger at his stride as he passed the other students in the hallway.
Tomorrow. I’m going to ask him tomorrow, and by then, this matter will be over with. No more unanswered questions, no more wonderings, no more walking around in the dark. I don’t care if he’s tutoring some stupid punk who can’t graduate. I’m done with knowing only half the story. I’m going to take control of this, and if I find out he’s being bullied in any way, I’m going to make the punk regret it.
Tomorrow.
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“Changmin, there’s a visitor for you.” Changmin looked up from his notebook, surprised as his teacher motioned him to go outside the classroom. The class stared at him, bored as they watched Min slowly get up from his chair, unsure of whom to expect. A visitor? For me?
He walked outside the classroom, the door closing behind him as he turned his head around, the visitor staring at the pictures on the wall, his back to Min.
“E-excuse m-me…?” Min said, hesitant as he waited for the other person to turn around and face him.
When he did, Min’s eyes widened, a gasp stuck in is throat as he looked upon the same guy he had seen last night at the club. The same man who smiled at him when he left with Jae, his eyes full of encouragement. He was grinning now, his smile wide and friendly, his eyes open and warm. He seemed a bit older than him, but a student as well, as he wore the uniform of another school.
“I’m sorry for bringing out like this…” said the other man, his voice light as he looked at Min. Realizing that he was staring, Min shook his head, a smile forming as he blushed slightly.
“No…I-it’s okay…” The other student smiled wider, sticking out his hand.
“I’m Junsu. Jaejoong hyung’s brother.” Min reached for the hand, firmly shaking it as he looked into Junus’s eyes, finding warmth and full acceptance. The other boy was beautiful, the angles of his face fitting so perfectly together that Min couldn’t stop staring at him. It was his eyes, his smile that truly caught his attention, being that they were full of happiness, of sincerity, of affection. Min felt himself smile wider, as Junsu began to talk.
“I’m sure you’re wondering why this stranger just came to your school and asked for you…” Junsu laughed, looking at Min as he tried to explain what he was doing here. “…but I do have a reason. I’m not some stalker or anything. We met last night, at the club, do you remember…?”
“Y-yea,” said Min, nodding as he continued to look at Junsu, his eyes meeting the other boy’s.
“First…I want to ask you if everything is alright, I know you’re probably not comfortable talking to a stranger and all, but I would like to help you in any way I can.” There was concern in the other boy’s voice, as Min saw the worry forming in his eyes. He immediately shook his head, “N-no…I’m fine. R-really. Thank y-you for asking m-me, but I’m f-fine…” he said, trying to make Junsu understand that he was alright now. That it was his brother who helped him, who was with him.
“Good,” replied Junsu, satisfied. “And for the reason why I came…” Junsu reached into his pocket, pulling out the invitation. There was a serious tone in his voice now, as he spoke to Changmin, his eyes focused.
“I need you to help me. I’m not sure of Jaejoong hyung told you…but he is no longer in contanct with our family. Actually, it’s been quite a few years…” Junsu smiled sadly, “but…our parents’ 25th anniversary is coming up, and I was wondering…actually I was hoping if you help convince him to go to the party. Not even convince, rather just tell him.”
Min’s eyes widened slightly, “m-me? I-I don’t k-know if I-I can help y-you…”
“You can.” Junsu nodded his head, reaching forward to put the invitation in Min’s hand, holding on it as he grasped the younger boy’s hand. “I know. It’s a big favor to ask of you, and I am truly sorry for coming out here like this, but I don’t know where else to go. I don’t have any more options left.” Junsu stared into Changmin’s eyes, the desperation escaping through.
“I want him to be a part of our family again. He’s my hyung, and will always be. I don’t want to lose him-I can’t lose him. Please. I just want him to come home. Just once.” Min stared back into Junsu, his eyes searching, unsure if he could actually help. But seeing the anguish, the hopefulness, knowing that Junsu came to him to ask for help, came to him-
“I-I’ll t-try…” Junsu smiled, relief shown through. Determination filled Min as he saw the love Junsu held for his older brother, the love that Jae should have known, that he should have seen.
“I truly am sorry, I don’t mean to impose on you…I understand you’re his tutor and that you might think it won’t change anything but-”
“I’ll d-do it.” Min put his hand on top of Junsu, nodding his head, as he held on to the invitation. “I-I’ll try my best.” Junsu immediately hugged the younger boy, Min being surprised as he felt the arms around his body. But he relaxed in the other boy’s hold, relaxed and tentatively put his arms around Junsu’s back.
“Thank you,” Junsu whispered. Min smiled in the hug, the corners of his lips lifting, his eyes becoming mismatched as he hugged Junsu back. Junsu gave the younger boy one last smile before leaving him to let him go back to his class.
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Junsu walked outside of the school yard, glancing at the security guard before walking past the gates, into the front streets of the school. Looking both ways before crossing the street, Junsu headed towards the parked Lamborghini in the corner, the windows tinted black, the dark silver coat reflecting the light.
Opening the car door, Junsu slid inside, moving forward to softly kiss Yoochun’s lips as he closed the car door shut, grabbing the seatbelt to put it on as the car purred to life. Taking off his sunglasses, Yoochun closed the windows as he began to start the car, his hands on the steering wheel and he quickly entered into the road lanes.
“Did you meet him baby?” said Yoochun, glancing at Junsu as he put his hand over Junsu’s, resting them on the armrest. Junsu smiled back at him, turning his hand around to entangle their fingers together as he turned his head towards the window, seeing the school swiftly pass him by.
“Yea, and I gave him the invitation,” he said, his thoughts on the younger boy with wide brown eyes and a shy smile.
“You think he can do it? He’s only his tutor right?” Yoochun asked. When Junsu first came to him and said that he wanted to go to his hyung’s school to meet with Changmin, meet him and ask him to help, Yoochun had been skeptical. Still, he went with Junsu, waited for him as his lover tried to fix his broken family.
“I think he can.” Junsu was sure of it, knew it when he saw the determination in Min’s eyes, knew it when he saw him in the club last night. He turned to Yoochun, “there’s something about him. Something-I saw it last night. I know Jaejoong hyung, I know he doesn’t normally do things like that, but he was holding on to Changmin, and Changmin was behind him, and there was something in his eyes. Something-”
Junsu turned his head back towards the window, “I know Changmin can do it. There’s something deeper between the two of them, and I hope, I pray that it’s something good.”
The car slowly stopped in front of a red light. “Baby, this could go two ways. It could bring them together, or tear them apart. Are you sure…?” Yoochun looked at Junsu, a question in his eyes as the younger student leaned forward, his lips caressing Yoochun’s cheek. “Four years. It’s been four years since Jaejoong hyung left. And he’s changing now-because of Changmin. I feel it. And I’m being selfish by pushing him to Jae hyung, pushing him and chances are, probably causing him to be more hurt than he already is.” Yoochun turned, capturing Junsu’s lips for a slow kiss, the younger tilting his head to the side as he opened his mouth, closing his eyes against the sweet taste.
A honk interrupted the two lovers as Yoochun looked at Junsu ruefully, pushing on the gas as Junsu went back to his seat, a smile erupting on his face. “I don’t think you’re selfish at all baby, I think a push is what they need, but the only thing I’m worried about is that this might go the wrong way and it could probably wreck your brother more so than he already is. And then there will be no hope for your family,” said Yoochun, his tone serious.
Junsu sighed, turning once again to face the window, his chin in the palm of his hand, “That’s the only thing I’m scared of. But I think, somehow, that Jae hyung will end up showing up.”
Yoochun smiled, “You seem so sure about them,” he said. Junsu grinned, tightening their hands, “You came for me.” He looked up at the sky through the window, “It’s up to them now,” he said, “I just hope this ends up going well.”
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Changmin slowly slid the invitation in front of Jae, pushing it along the table. Their session had ended, as Jae was about to leave, Min being nervous throughout the rest of the day. I don’t know what he’s going to say, what he’s going to do. I don’t even know if he’s going to go…But I want him to. I want him to go back to his family, to Junsu. But… who am I to tell him to go?
Jae stared at the invitation, falling silent as he stopped moving. “Who gave you this?” The voice was quiet, hard, as Jae continued to stare at it. Min swallowed, his body tensing as he opened his mouth, “J-Junsu h-yung…i-w-we met a-and-”
“And he thought you could tell me to go? That you would convince me?” Min winced at his words, but pushed on regardless. “I-I t-think it’s good, I-if you w-went, y-your family-”
“My family?” Jae looked him, his eyes cold as he stared at Min. “You think you know about my family? Tell me, Minnie-ah, what you seem to know about my family.” Min stared at him, hearing the same words his mom used, but colder, harsher. He’s acts different when I mention his family, and I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, I don’t-I’m scared.
Min looked down, “S-sometimes, I-if y-you go back, it’s e-easier…”
“Easier?” There was a slight pause and as Min began lifting up his head, he felt Jae’s arms grab him and push him on the table roughly, his back hitting the concrete, Jae looming over him. “Don’t get involved with my family. Ever. Stay out of my fucking business when you don’t understand shit and you-”
“I-I know.” Changmin gave up, gave up and just tried to make Jae understand. “I-I know what I-it feels like, w-what y-you w-went through. I-it hurts.” Changmin swallowed, as the memories from his childhood came back to him. “I-I k-know it h-hurts. But s-sometimes, i-it’s e-easier to f-forgive, to g-go back…”
Jae clenched his teeth, “And you think I still give a fuck? That I care enough to go back? That I’m just going to forgive every fucking person and pretend I live a happy fun life?”
Min was laid under Jae, his eyes staring into the older boy as he softly said, “t-then w-why d-do you s-still k-keep their p-picture?” Min’s mind recalled the broken picture frame he had seen, half-hidden in the corner of the table. Jae felt his shoulders bunch, his arms, his body, feeling the need to violently break something as he pushed Min’s wrists deeper into the table. He opened his mouth, but closed it again, his jaw clenched tight as he left Min, grabbing his things as he walked out of the room.
Shaking, Min slid down, rubbing his wrists, his body heaving. Maybe I did push him too far, maybe I said something I shouldn’t have.
Maybe.
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ATT READERS: There wont be any regular saturday updates for BoY during Dec.*cries* I will update as much as i can, but it will be irregular and i'm not sure when and what time. T^T this is because i ser. need to study. *looks at low grades* This month is esp. tough for me, and i'm really really sorry, but i wont be able to keep up. But AFTER I'm dont with all this shit (in Jan) don't wry, i'm going to go back to regular updates and im sure this fic will easily make it to the 20-and later chapters. I have a lot planned, but i just need to the time to write it T^T i'm sorry, and I LOVE U ALL!!! -gives out homebaked cookies- To those waiting for this every sat. i truly am sorry!! *loves Sat too*
[A/N]: Now for this chapter, because i am a tease because the chapter was so long already, the Homin meeting will be in the next. ^^ This i think, will explain more about Jae's family situation and hints of Min's. Smooches Maximumkara, baby, u knew there was going to be some MinSu interaction going on here right? XD But yes, lots of people meeting, and yes, another YooSu oneshot will be coming, but after i write more of BoY, the Jun7en oneshot, and i finish up For You. *cough* anyways.... XD <3 <3 <3 for all the comments~!
And since i love doing this-
This time it's Punk!Jae and his uke... thoughtful!Min :D *shot*