I hate you I love you - chapter 6
Title: I hate you I love you
Length: 6/?
Author: Kittlewit
Rating: NC-17
Genre: AU, smutt
Summary: Yunho and Jaejoong have a love hate relationship as brothers, but soon Yunho starts to develop feelings byond brotherly love...
Warnings: Incest, smut, yaoi
When Jaejoong saw that Junki had sent the message, he fell to his knees.
“Junki...how could you do that to me?”
Junki smirked at him.
“Easy. I just pushed a button.”
He started to walk off, but Jaejoong’s hand grabbed his school trousers.
“Junki, did you really send it? Or are you just messing with me because I cheated on?”
“Why don’t you ask the next person you see, huh?”
Pulling his trousers out of Jaejoong’s hand, Junki left the roof.
It took Jaejoong a while to gather up the energy to stand up, and when he finally managed to make his way to his first lesson, but was surprised to find he was the first person there.Of course! Assembly as today. No one would have had a chance to check their phone! He was saved - for an hour at least. (A/N: I have no idea if high schoolers in Korea have assembly...so if you don’t, please don’t hate me!)
After what seemed like an age the bell signaling maths went.
‘Ahh, time for my last lesson with friends...’ thought Jaejoong. I wonder what lesson Yunho has...Yunho! All his friends would soon find out too, he needed to be warned.
Fishing out his phone, he started a text to Yunho.
‘Yunnie, Junki sent the txt, be prepared, xxxx’. He had just put his phone away when the rest of the class walked in, chattering. They all stopped dead when they saw him, looking at him in disgust. Oh shit, they’d been texting during assembly...
“Well well well.” Said the classes ‘leader’, Changmin. Jaejoong and Changmin had never gotten along, now it would be hell. “If it isn’t little Jaejoong. Say how’s you brother, Yunho? Is he still fucked off at me cos I stood him up six months ago? I guess only you’d know that, huh?” The class laughed, and as they passed JAejoong, they sneered, or trod on his foot that was sticking out from the desk.
So, this was how it was gong to be. Well, Jaejoong and two and a bit years left at this school. He could handle that. Because at the end of that dark tunnel was the bright light of Yunho.
At the end of the day, Jaejoong didn’t think he could take waiting in the busy car park to get a lift home. Yunho had an extra revision class for his exams that day, so Jaejoong was struck for an hour. He figured the roof was the best place. No one apart from him and sometimes Junki ever went up there.
He had been lying there for half an hour, thinking about what would happen if his umma and appa found out. Suddenly the metal door banged open. Jaejoong looked up, and annoyance flashed across his mind. Changmin.
“What the hell do you want, Changmin?”
“Ah, brother - fucker, I thought I’d find you here.”
“Why do you want to find me?” Jaejoong’s hostile tone didn’t seem to irk Changmin.
“Hmm. You’re cute when you’re angry.”
Jaejoong froze. Changmin was leading him on. Someone was probably filming them...ok, now he was paranoid.
Suddenly Changmin was on top of him, trying to kiss him.
“Changmin, get off, you bastard!”
“Is this what yunho did? you know, I’d been trying to work out all year how to come on to you. If I’d known you were so easy, I’d have done it earlier...”
“GET OFF!!” Jaejoong tried to knee him in the groin, but Changmin just moaned in happiness. Jaejoong didn’t know what to do. Changmin was stronger, yes, and no one else was there. But Jaejoong...had nothing of any use right now. If only he’d taken Tae Kwon do when his umma had asked.
He had given up all hope of coming out of this untouched, when the door banged open again.
“Get the hell off him, Changmin.”
“Yunho!”
Suddenly Changmin was pulled off, and by the sound of the “Oooff” he let out, punched hard in the stomach.
“Stay away from him, Changmin. He’s mine.” Changmin, nodded, gave Jaejoong a lustful look, and scrambled off the roof.
“Jaejoong, what did you think you were doing?”
“ME? He almost raped me! I was waiting here for you to finnish your dorky revision club, when he came here. And why aren’t you at said club now?”
“No need to thank me. And I’m sorry, today was kinda tough. Oh and appa sent a message. He wants us to come home now.”
“Do you think he knows?”
“I’m not sure. Let’s just go get it over with, right.”
Their house was dead quiet when they got back. When they went to the sitting room, their Umma was collapsed on the sofa, her face covered with tears, their Appa trying to comfort her. When they walked in their appa stood up.
“Just ell me, tell me these aren’t true.”
He dropped the photos on the floor in front of them. They couldn’t deny it. Their faces were clearly visible.
“So, it’s true. The school called, said that they’d found them on one of the library printers. How could you be so stupid?!” And he slapped Yunho.
“Appa, it’s not his fault!”
“Jaejoong, don’t. What we did was wrong. We’ve accepted that.”
Jaejoong stared at him. Was this an act? It had better be.
“Ah, Yunho. Your umma and I have discussed. We’re going to transfer you, then you can go to university in America as planned. As for you Jaejoong. We have already sent out the application for a boarding school in Tokyo. It’ll be a chance for you to practice your Japanese.”
“WHAT??” They both shouted.
“Jaejoong, go and pack. You’re leaving in three days, it’s all been talked over with the school. They agree that a good two year separation should do the trick. it’s just a phase, ok.”
Jaejoong looked to his umma, eyes begging for mercy, but she couldn’t even look at him.
Yunho and Jaejoong’s last three days together were the happiest and saddest in their lives. They did everything they could think of, and Jaejoong got almost an entirely new wardrobe. He also got a new hair cut. His once black hair was now golden blonde, and framed his face beautifully.
“There,” said Yunho as they left the salon “now all the Japanese boys will fall in love with you.” Jaejoong smiled sadly at him.
“But I don’t want them to. Maybe I should turn up i tattered rags smelling bad.”
Yunho laughed faintly.
“Maybe.”
The plane took off, and Jaejoong was already crying by the time seat belts were allowed off. The young lady next to him looked concerned at fist, but eventually became annoyed.
“What’s wrong, surly it can’t be that bad for someone as young and beautiful as you? Did you and your boyfriend break up?”
Jaejoong nodded.
“Aww, poor thing. Well by boyfriend dumped me, so I’m off back home. What’s you’re name?”
“Jung Jaejoong. You?”
“Oh my god, you’re a boy! Well, you’re actually kinda hot...Too soon?” Jaejoong nodded. She laughed.
“I’m Inoue. Inoue Mao.”
Sorry for the short chapter (not that all my chapters aren't), i’m being bugged to go to bed. :(
Also, IT’S MY BIRTHDAY TOMORROW!!!!
so yeah, if I can be bothered to update then, it’ll probably be a happy one!!!
please comment!!!
( Chapter 5 )
( Chapter 4 )
kittlewit.livejournal.com/2341.html#cutid1 - chapter 3
community.livejournal.com/jaeho_detox/2249126.html - chapter 2
community.livejournal.com/jaeho_detox/2245447.html - chapter 1