[FanFic] Fairytale Mess [Chapter 5.B]
Title: A Beauty and the Beast.B
Pairing: Yoosu
Author: BloodyRose
Rating: PG-13
Length: 12 chapters
Genre: romance, drama, comedy, angst, happy ending, magic, fantasy, fluff, yaoi
A/N: Had to cut it because it was too long
As the fourth day ended, yoochun heard something; he looked outside the window to see a car park in the driveway, an old car.
Yoochun, not wanting anyone to see him, hid behind a big statue and watched as the unlocked front door opened, a man soaked wet entered, looking around warily, just then yoochun noticed that it was raining cats and dogs outside.
The man called out a few times, asking if there was anyone home, yoochun didn't answer, he couldn't allow the man to see him. Not in this look.
The man, deciding that no one was home, closed the front door and went into the house, he went upstairs and just his luck, he went into the bedroom yoochun woke up in. the man seemed ill and tired, he collapsed at the bed and fell asleep at once.
Yoochun eyed the man; he will make sure to kick him out of the house somehow, tomorrow, right now, he needed to rest himself, so he went to another bedroom and slept.
By morning, yoochun woke up and sneaked to the other bedroom and hid behind a folding screen, watching as the sleeping man woke up, looked around and frowned. It seemed that it took him a minute to remember where he was, but when he did he got out of the bed and sighed, he walked to the bathroom and yoochun could hear the hot water running, the man was bathing, in his bathroom, in his Jacuzzi, damn him!
Yoochun fought the urge to hit the man and throw him out of the house naked; he waited till the man walked to the bedroom once again; he was wearing his bathrobe as well! Yoochun was getting angrier and angrier now.
The man seemed to be using the washing machine and the drying machine to clean his filthy clothes; it took about an hour before he was dressed again.
The man left the bedroom then and walked back downstairs, yoochun kept in the shadows and followed the man as he walked into the kitchen
'Hello? Is anyone home? I'll eat some breakfast if you don't mind' the man called, and when no one replied, he prepared some breakfast and ate it.
Yoochun was fisting his hands now, the jerk slept in his bed, bathed in his bathroom, used his washing machine and drying machine, and now he ate his food as well? He was a jerk!
The man finished his meal and got out, he walked out of the house and into the garden, meaning to leave, yoochun couldn't be happier that the jerk man was leaving. Yoochun stood by the window and watched as the man walked through his garden. Just as the unwanted guest was about to get into his old car and leave he noticed the rose's bush.
Yoochun watched the man change course and walk to the bush, he knew what was to happen before it did. The man was going to steal his roses as well. He wasn't going to allow this!
Yoochun rushed to the man, and as the poor man was about to cut the rose he grabbed his hand from behind startling him. The man turned, shocked, and screamed in horror at the sight in front of him.
'First you enter my mansion uninvited, then you sleep in my bed, bath in my bathroom and use my washing machine and crying machine, then you eat my food and now you steal my roses? I will kill you!'
'No, no please! No' the man began begging, he fell to the ground, crying and begging
'Please, I just wanted to take a rose to my dearest junsu, he's my son and he asked for a rose as a gift, please…'
Yoochun's eyes widened as he heard the name. It had to be his jerk, it just had to. He frowned at the man thinking up a plane to get this man to get the jerk to him so they could solve this mess. Suddenly an idea popped in his mind
'Listen to me you jerk, you will go inside and call this dearest junsu of yours. You will tell him to come here if he wanted to see you alive once again, it shall be your life for his freedom!' yoochun smirked
'No, no, please, no. I can't give my son to…' the man swallowed the rest of his words as he saw they angered the beast only more and more
'Then I shall kill you and then kill this dearest junsu of yours' yoochun hissed
'No!!' the man yelled ' no, please wait, I…I shall call him, please don't…'
Smirking, yoochun pulled the man into the house and forced him to make the call. Now all he had to do was wait for the jerk. This time he wasn't going to go after the jerk, the jerk was coming to him, he was surrendering to him and accepting to be his prisoner, he was to treat him as he liked and force him to do whatever he liked!
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Another day passed before a lone figure, wrapped in a coat walked through the gates and into dark the garden, the sun had long set and yoochun didn't bother turning on the lights for him. Still, Yoochun saw him from the window and smirked, even from afar there was no mistake. It was his jerk, alright.
As junsu walked through the front door and into the living room he smirked and pushed the old man:' leave before I change my mind and kill you!'
The old man looked at the jerk with teary eyes and mumbled an apology before he hugged him and walked out of the house. It was the two of them now, yoochun smirked, the boy didn't know it was him; he could scare the shit out of him and have all the fun…
'So, finally the beauty on the outside matches the one on the inside, huh?' junsu smirked at him and he blinked, not understanding
'I see you didn't figure out which fairytale this is, yet, huh?' the jerk shook his head and yoochun frowned
'Very well then, where is my room?' junsu sounded and looked unnerved and it only pissed yoochun off
'Explain!' he hissed
'It is the beauty and the beast. I'm the beauty, you're the beast.' Junsu spoke with a matter of fact tone that made yoochun's blood boil in his veins
'I'm supposed to be a prince!' yoochun hissed
'Oh you are, or rather you were. Till a witch bestowed a spell on you because you're a mean, selfish, self-centered jerk and made you look as ugly on the outside as you are on the inside. And Walla, that's the real you' junsu smirked
Yoochun was so close to hitting the boy, but he needed to know about this spell and how to break it, he needed to look handsome once again!
'To break the spell' junsu went on ' you must make me fall in love with you, which to say, won't happen!'
Yoochun gritted his teeth and fisted his palms, he wanted blood!
'So, now what do we do?' he finally managed to hiss ' if I don't change back, we won't finish this messed up fairytale!'
'I know' junsu frowned ' and I wanted to talk to you about some things' he couldn't believe that he was saying this, but he needed to discuss this with the rich brat
'Shoot!' yoochun sat down and junsu did the same
'Did you find the black book? I looked everywhere for it but couldn't find it' junsu frowned
'I turned this place upside down, no sign of it' yoochun frowned
'And those men who keep appearing out of the nowhere and trying to ruin everything' junsu frowned ' who the heck are they and how come they know about our world?'
'And they tried to kill you in the sleeping beauty; I stopped him in the last second' yoochun frowned
'Right' junsu sighed, he hated doing this, he really did, but he had been taught to say thank you when he must, so here was it ' thank you for saving my life back then' junsu closed his eyes as if he was saying the worst thing ever
Yoochun blinked, puzzled, he never saw this coming, the boy was thanking him? This was strange, and somehow refreshing, after all the hatred and the fights
'I… I think I'll go rest, it's late already, we will talk some more tomorrow' junsu spoke suddenly, and even though he was the one who suggested this discussion he ran upstairs and into the first bedroom he found.
Yoochun blinked, something wasn't right here, he could feel his heart racing as he watched the boy run upstairs, he noticed the pink color on the boy's cheeks and couldn't help thinking is suited him somehow, somehow something wasn't right.
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The next morning junsu wok up, it was a warm winter morning and so junsu decided to go outside to the garden. He showered, changed into some new clothes of which were in the closet ready for him to wear; he cooked some breakfast for them both - he cooked for yoochun only because he saved his life, he told himself - and he walked to the garden with his plate and hot mug of tea. Junsu sat on the rocking chair which was more like a rocking bank than a rocking chair.
Wrapped in a fluffy blanket, junsu ate his breakfast and smiled at the roses in front of him, they looked so pretty
A few minutes later the main door opened and yoochun walked out, he too was holding a plate of food and a mug of tea. Seeing junsu, he walked to him and sat down beside him, none spoke as they ate.
Junsu noticed yoochun shiver for the fourth time and side; he threw some of the blanket over him and yoochun inched closer, wrapping the blanket over himself as well, he looked at the roses fixedly and mumbled ' thanks'
Junsu almost dropped the empty plate which was resting on his lap; he looked at yoochun shocked and blinked, unable to believe his ears.
'Er… you're welcome…' junsu wasn't sure, he looked at yoochun again wondering if he heard wrong, but as yoochun gave him a nod of the head, he knew he didn't mishear it, yoochun, the rich brat, the bane of his entire existence not only saved his life, but only thanked him!
'So' yoochun began ' did you notice that this fairytale is so strange?'
'I know' junsu agreed ' how come a fairytale has cars, phones, electricity and all that? What happened to the oil lamps, horses and medieval lifestyle?' junsu frowned
'Those fairytales only get weirder and weirder with everyone' yoochun nodded
'Yea' junsu sighed, agreeing with him.
'So, why did you choose literature as a major?' that was out of the blue, yoochun decided, even as he asked the question
'Err… I like stories; I love to read about love, about fairytales, and such great destines, I love literature because it gives you hope when all hope seems lost, it helps you forget about reality and live in a world of your own…' junsu smiled
Looking at the boy beside him, hearing the sincere tone in his voice, seeing the dreamy look in his eyes and the smile on his lips, yoochun frowned. He had a harsh remark ready of ' and now you're living in a world of your own, alright' but he swallowed it back. He didn't know why he liked this version of the boy beside him, the happy, hope filled, and enthusiastic boy
'What about you?' junsu asked, finally ' it was a shock to everyone that you shoes this major'
'I didn't. My father knows Professor Lee, they enrolled my without my knowing. They were kind enough to inform me one fine day that in an hour I had a lecture, midterm also!'
Junsu blinked, this didn't make sense. Yoochun must have noticed the confused look in junsu's eyes because he explained:' I screwed up, somehow, and it was the last way of making me behave myself'
'Oh…' junsu didn't know how to respond to this.
Yoochun looked at the boy, holding an eye contact with him, his skin was pale. His lips blue from the cold and his nose red, and he looked so cute. Before any of them noticed what they were doing, they were both leaning in and kissing each other on the mouth, softly, gently, hungrily…
Suddenly, a phone rang inside the house, startled, junsu pulled back, his face flushed, heart racing and mind not working. He stood up so abruptly that the plate which was on his lap fell to the snow, luckily the fluffy snow cushioned the fall and it didn't break, as junsu ran into the house. Yoochun frowned but followed
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Junsu rushed to answer the phone, it wasn't a long conversation but as he hung up, he looked shaken
'What's wrong?' yoochun frowned
'My… my father, he's ill…'
'He's not your real father' yoochun frowned, not understanding why the boy was so worked up
'Still… he's ill… I… I need to go see him, I need to make sure he's fine' junsu began
'You must stay here till you fall for me and we finish this messed up fairytale, you can't leave!' yoochun frowned
'Please, I'll be back soon, I must go!' junsu begged
Yoochun looked at the boy, his eyes were teary and the poppy dog eyes he was giving him, damn, he didn't know what happened to him, but he allowed him to go:' fine, you go, but you come back in a week or you'll be dead. I'll hunt you down!'
Junsu nodded his head at once
'You go in the car, and you come back in three days, you hear me?'
Junsu nodded again, in a spur of the moment or something he jumped and hugged yoochun for a split second before he rushed upstairs to get dressed warmly and leave.
In less than an hour, junsu was wearing warm, expensive, new clothes and already in the sport car, driving home.
It was a long journey home, almost five hours driving, before he reached the hill where the house was located. Rushing there, parking the car and getting out, junsu rushed inside and into his father's bedroom where he found the old man in bed sporting a fever. His two brothers eyed him with shock and envy as he walked in, a look that junsu was too worried to notice. They had seen him arrive in the sport car, they saw him expensive cloth and they didn’t like it!
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Junsu spent two days taking care of his father; he didn't see his brothers much, and when he did he was forced to answer their questions about if what their father told them about the beast's wealth and mansion was true. When his father slept and he had some free time himself - while doing some house chores, that is - he kept going back with his mind to the kiss he shared with yoochun before leaving. It was strange, he couldn’t understand why, but he felt his toes curl just from thinking about it, it was a different side of yoochun, a side he didn't mind getting to know… it was somehow… alright.
On the third say junsu couldn't find his brothers anywhere. His father was all better and he had bid him goodbye, it was time to go back, it was time to face yoochun again. Just thinking about this made his heart beat so fast and his palms become sweaty.
Walking outside, junsu was shocked to see that the sport car was gone. Realization hit him at once, remembering the original fairytale and what happened there he began to freak out. He took his father's old car and began driving, as fast as he could; he had to reach yoochun before something bad happened to him.
He was half way there when a loud noise startled him, an explosion sound from the engine and the car broke down.
Cursing his damn, bad luck junsu got out of the car and began running, he was still half way away but he needed to hurry, he had to!
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Several hours later junsu was exhausted, it was night already, he was tired and could barely walk, yet he kept pushing himself on and on. He was almost there now, just a little bit more. He made a turn and jumped sideways to avoid being hit by a car.
As he stood up junsu looked and wide horror filled heart he recognized yoochun's sport car. Those must be his brothers, rushing away after they finished their deed, but what did they do?
Scared, crying and unable to believe it junsu began to run once again. His legs and entire body was screaming at him to stop, to rest, he knew he was killing his body, pushing it way beyond its limits, but he didn't care, not right now.
Reaching the mansion and rushing in junsu noticed the dark figure standing in the garden at once, by the rose's bush, he rushed there and to his horror he noticed yoochun, in his beast form, on the ground, covered with blood with a bullet wound in his chest, and a black, cloaked figure standing in front of him, as if waiting.
Junsu yelled in horror and rushed to yoochun, ignoring the figure, he fell to the ground beside the dying beast and took his head into his lap, crying harder than he ever did in his life. He was shaking with horror and words came out of his mouth without him realizing he was speaking
'Wake up… wake up… you can't die… you can't leave me here… you jerk… you can't do this to me… you can't kiss me like this and die on me! You can't… I need you… you must wake up… you can't die… I want to know you more! I want to talk more… I want to kiss you more… you can't die… don't die on me… please… please don't die… I need you… don't leave me alone… not now… not now I began to actually like you… please… please don't die…!'
Junsu sobbed and sobbed, big tears dropping from his eyes onto yoochun's cold, still face, and even if he didn't notice, junsu's tears glittered as they made contact with yoochun's scared skin, each tear healing his bullet wound or even a scar or a cut, each tear restoring him to his original look, a little by a little.
'He's going to die! He's going to die and his body shall be mine!' the cloaked figure hissed at junsu, an evil smirk on his face
'NO!!!! NO HE WON'T! HE WON'T!' junsu yelled and leant in, he slammed his lips to yoochun's and kissed him, just like they kissed three days ago, a gentle, desperate kiss, pleading with him and begging him to come back to him and not to die…
Junsu felt a movement and felt more than he saw yoochun gasp; he pulled away at once to see yoochun's eyes wide open, the blood was all gone and he was himself again, the handsome young man, even though there was no hatred in his eyes now, there was a gentle, worried look
'You're back…' junsu mumbled, trying to make sure
'NNNNOOOOO I SHALL BE BACK!!!' the figure hissed and vanished into thin air
'I'm back' yoochun whispered gently. He didn't make a move to stand up, instead h grinned and reached up a little capturing junsu's lips with his own, kissing him once again.
They kissed for a few minutes, enjoying each other's company before their world turned into darkness once again and they were zapped away from each other…