Why Did I End Up Falling In Love With You? [chapter fic 7/9]
||chapter six|| ||chapter eight||
I took the death a lot harder than many people presumed I would. I didn’t leave my bed for at least a month. Ryeowook visited me daily, trying to talk to me and get food inside my empty stomach rather than just the occasional bite or nibble. However, my stomach hurt when I ate and my chest never seemed to stop burning. I cried every night, mumbling “master” on my lips like he would return to my bedside with just my whispers and tears. I wanted to hear him say he loved me again. I wanted many things that never came true.
Yunho got tired of my crying and told me to get to work. I cleaned the kitchen, mopped the floors and occasionally did the laundry, all in hopes that my mind would be clear of Soo Man and full of busyness. I would follow Ryeowook around and he would give me small tasks to do but it didn’t stop my body from aching even more.
The attention I was given now severely decreased from what I was given before and I felt my mind and my whole being weaken. It was harder to carry things and I became more prone to illnesses, like colds and fevers. I didn’t tell anyone about it because I felt like I would become bothersome to their already busy lives. I didn’t want Yunho to feel disgusted for loving or even touching me even though I knew that was what I needed to feel better.
In a total of three months, reach my limit. My head spun and I felt like throwing up but I had to make breakfast for myself, no one else would do it anymore. I clutched the railing of the stairs with my pale fingers and I dragged my feet. I made it to the third step before my foot slipped and I tumbled down the flight of stairs until I reached the floor. I don’t remember the pain because I blacked out.
-/-/-/-
“Yunho-ssi, he had a collapsed long! He won’t live much longer if you don’t give him the attention he is suppose to have.”
“Ryeowook-ah, how many times do I have to tell you, I don’t care! J-“
“You need the will money don’t you? If Jaejoong dies, you won’t get it.”
I heard a faint sigh and some feet shuffling.
“Is he really that disgusting Yunho-ssi? After all, he’s done everything you’ve asked of him and he hasn’t bothered you. Please… don’t let him die.”
“Why do you care for him so much Ryeowook?! Can’t you do it?”
“I care for Jaejoong-ah because he’s the only Fee to live this long. You know what your father is capable of and… and it’s a miracle the events happened the way they did. Plus im not his master Yunho-ssi, he needs you.”
Pain slowly pulsed through my body as my senses came back. I groaned softly from trying to sit up, not exactly sure yet where I was. The talking stopped immediately and I opened my eyes to see Ryeowook sitting on my bed next to me, Yunho was standing nearby. He looked as exhausted as I seemed to feel.
Ryeowook patted my hand, drawing my attention back to him. I saw him smile and so I smiled back.
“Hey Jae-ah, how are you feeling?”
I relaxed back against the wall and took in a deep breath. I was reminded of my aching heart and head but I wasn’t sure what to tell them.
“I’m fine.”
Ryeowook suddenly frowned and gave a disapproving look to Yunho before looking back at me.
“Jaejoong-ah, you collapsed and passed out. You nearly broke a rib from your fall! I don’t think you’re fine… do you know why you passed out?”
I bit my lip, honestly thinking this over with as much serious thought as my current intellectual value allowed.
“I think it’s because I’m a Fee. I mean… they told us we needed love and attention and fear to live… But… I don’t know, I’m sorry.”
I used my free hand to rub my eyes bit I noticed it was bandaged up. I stared at with sadness as Ryeowook squeezed the other hand.
“You sprained it when you fell. But Jaejoong-ah, you aren’t getting those things are you? What did the scientists tell you your master needed to do?”
I set my hand back in my lap and almost helplessly looked at Yunho, black ears down. He kept his eyes diverted from my face.
“H-he… he needs to love me. And… t-touch me-“
Yunho suddenly released an angry sigh and glared at Ryeowook because he still refused to look at me.
“Ok, this is enough. It’s disgusting Ryeowook, I’m not hoing to fucking molest him!”
“He’s going to die Yunho-ssi!”
My nurse stood up angrily, in all his short skinny glory, and I marveled at the attitude. I hadn’t seen that in him before. I once thought we were similar but now, with this new side, I realized that I could never be able to stand up for myself or others.
“Think about the will at least. If Jaejoong-ah dies, how are you going to get the money from your father?”
I saw Ryeowook’s face and he seemed to pleading with Yunho. My heart began to beat faster with the thought of dying and I looked down.
“It’s ok. Master doesn’t need to do that… I’m disgusting a-“
“Shut up!”
I looked shocked at Yunho. Did I suddenly say something disagreeable? After all, I was simply agreeing with him. The older looked so tired from the verbal fight… I looked at Ryeowook with softer eyes.
“How long has it been since he’s been…”
Ryeowook smiled, quite relieved now that he seemed to let his guard down and at least think about saving the Fee.
“I think nearly three or four months. Fees can’t last much longer than that without personal attention.”
Almost feeling like time stopped, I stared at the two adults with slight surprise. Was Master agreeing with Ryeowook oppa? He was actually going to help me? I quickly looked down toward my hands, afraid to hope but I smiled softly to myself still. All those times he gave me dirty looks or said u was disgusting… Did this mean that none of that was true?
“Ok.”
There was a pause in the room when nobody said anything.
“Get out Ryeowook-ah.”
My fingers tightened around each other as I grew more anxious. It was going to happen… Master Yunho was going to love me just like old Master did.
“Thank you Yunho-ssi.”
Looking back up, Ryeowook smiled at me and left, closing the door behind him. Yunho sighed heavily before looking at me. I looked back with big curious eyes, wondering what he was going to do. However, he just stayed there looking at me. Of course I didn’t know what to saw in this situation so I stayed quiet but Yunho seemed to get increasingly nervous and diverted his eyes to nearly every spot in the room except for the space I took up.
“You could… sit on the bed.”
I motioned an empty area on my round bed and smiled shyly. Yunho looked at it and sighed before sitting down. I got out from underneath eh covers slowly and made my way to his side. I let my legs dangle off the side of the bed like his and looked at my hands, my tail flicking by my thigh.
“Are you in pain?”
I looked at my master curiously but he kept his eyes down in his own lap.
“Not at this moment…”
“But you were right? How bad did it hurt?”
I shrugged my shoulders like it was nothing and twiddled my fingers.
“Really badly, like I couldn’t even walk. But you being next to me Master makes me feel better.”
I smiled towards him, hoping to ease any concern he might have towards me when he suddenly told me to shut up, pressing a large hand on my chest, causing me to go backwards on the bed. My ears went back and my eyes large, frightened with the sudden act of aggression. Had I said something to upset him? Yunho pulled up my shirt, glaring at my chest but I didn’t understand why he was mad at me.
I opened my mouth and released a sharp cry as his rough fingers pinched my nipple with much more pressure than needed. I heard him mutter a command and I quickly held up my shirt because I didn’t want to offend him even more.
Yunho’s fingers left my nipples aching to travel down my open chest and open my pants. Holding back a whimper, I began to shake because of fear. I wasn’t sure that I wanted Yunho to touch me like this, but subconsciously, my body was enjoying it and I could already feel my dick hardening.
Suddenly, the whole almost rushed feeling of the situation paused and the older’s hands were removed. I slowly opened my brown eyes to see what had happened. Yunho was standing instead of hunched over me and looking confused.
“Why are you shaking…?”
I thought I heard regret in is voice but I didn’t, really couldn’t, dwell on thinking too much about that.
“You- I… I’m sorry.”
I turned my head and closed my eyes tail holding tightly onto my leg as I prepared for anything bad. What more could I say!? My body enjoyed this but mentally, I was so afraid. Even when Soo Man did these things to me roughly, I was afraid.
“Do you not want me to do this?”
Quickly I sat up as Yunho took a step back. I got off the bed and kneeled in front of him, holding onto his leg pants tightly with small fists. I bowed my head and held my eyes shut in despair.
“No! Please… Master I need you.”
I didn’t notice my body shaking again until Yunho gently grabbed my wrists to let go of his clothes before kneeling down next to me. He wiped my eyes because they became wet with promised tears but I still my eyes closed.
“Jaejoong-ah, tell me what to do.”
I shook my head no firmly.
“I can’t!... I’m a Fee, w-we can’t.”
“I give you permission then. Tell me what I have to do.”
I reopened my eyes, first looking at the ground with my black bangs endangering my vision but then I faced up toward Yunho. He was being so nice to me now… I didn’t see love in his eyes, a valid reason as to why he said these things to me, but I imagined it was there. That would make me feel better.
Yunho stood up, taking my hand to help me stand up as well. I got back onto the bed, sitting in the middle cross-legged. I wasn’t exactly sure what to say but Yunho looked at me impatiently. I brought up a hand to scratch a fuzzy ear nervously.
“Umm… My old master-“
“Soo Man-ssi.”
“Yeah. He… mmm. He would kiss me and…”
I couldn’t help but trail off as I raised my eyes to watch Yunho get closed to me on the bed. I could feel my tail twitching from the urge to back away but instead I raised my neck as the older placed his hand on my neck, the other side lightly getting kissed.
“Like this?”
“Mmm… Mmhm yeah. A-and.. And he-“
I suddenly stopped, eyes closed tightly as I felt the pleasure Yunho gave me but watching the memories of Soo Man and I, countless memories in my bed.
“Can we cuddle?”
I quickly grabbed my tail with my pale fist so it wouldn’t have a chance to play around with my own body or Yunho’s. I wasn’t sure how he felt about that yet. However, Yunho gave me a confused look once more and so I looked away before quickly trying to explain myself.
“It is true that I need to be touched sex… sexually,” I had to remember how to pronounce the word I barely ever said. “But I like cuddling. We could lie down and kiss a lot. I think.. I think that would be good, right?”
I looked up at him with almost desperate eyes because I liked getting touched but Soo Man never stayed in the room with me after he was done. He didn’t like me staying with him in his room either but all I really wanted was to lay next to a warm body, getting softly touched or sweetly kissed. Maybe this was every Fee’s dream.
“Are you sure that’s all you need? I’m actually agreeing to touch you, you know.”
I nodded my head in understanding but still smiled faintly, thinking of how warm and fuzzy cuddling must be. I’ve seen movies where the woman always falls asleep on top of the guy’s chest and I really wanted to try that out. It looked so comfy…
“Alright then.”
Yunho stood up from the bed and took off his shirt. My eyes widened slightly as I saw his chest with all the muscles, that was something Soo Man certainly never had. I was suddenly reminded of my erection and forced my head down. Maybe Yunho hadn’t noticed my problem and if not, then good. I didn’t want him to help me with this because tonight, it was all going to be about cuddling.
He then helped me with taking off my shirt and I realized how different our bodies were. While his was tone and darker toned, my body was underdeveloped and pale. His was hard with muscles and mine was hard with bone. For some reason I didn’t like that much, he seemed a lot healthier than me. I quickly got into bed and moved to all of one side of the round bed, leaving three/fourths of it for Master. I watched his every move as he got into bed next to me. I was planning on lying on his chest like the movies had but he moved me by putting a hand on my hip and turned me, pressing my back against his broad chest. I blushed deeply, hands covering my face. His breath tickled my ear but I soon felt kisses instead.
This… this must be love. He had his hand around me protectively and he was giving me kisses! I purred more loudly than intended but Yunho didn’t seem to say anything about it so I continued. My tail teased both of us by swiping across both of our pants; I didn’t care for stopping it.
“This alright?”
Did he really have to ask? My body felt better than it had in weeks and I was so happy that I felt like I could pounce on a giant bouncy ball without falling off! I closed my eyes so that just in case that when I opened them, this whole scene wouldn’t be real.
“Yes… I really like this. Thank you Master.”
He stopped kissing my head and ear but that was something so small, I didn’t care for it either. I just held onto the arm around my waist tightly, but not so tight that he might pull it away.
“Don’t call me Master anymore. My name’s Yunho.”
And then the night seemed perfect.
I took the death a lot harder than many people presumed I would. I didn’t leave my bed for at least a month. Ryeowook visited me daily, trying to talk to me and get food inside my empty stomach rather than just the occasional bite or nibble. However, my stomach hurt when I ate and my chest never seemed to stop burning. I cried every night, mumbling “master” on my lips like he would return to my bedside with just my whispers and tears. I wanted to hear him say he loved me again. I wanted many things that never came true.
Yunho got tired of my crying and told me to get to work. I cleaned the kitchen, mopped the floors and occasionally did the laundry, all in hopes that my mind would be clear of Soo Man and full of busyness. I would follow Ryeowook around and he would give me small tasks to do but it didn’t stop my body from aching even more.
The attention I was given now severely decreased from what I was given before and I felt my mind and my whole being weaken. It was harder to carry things and I became more prone to illnesses, like colds and fevers. I didn’t tell anyone about it because I felt like I would become bothersome to their already busy lives. I didn’t want Yunho to feel disgusted for loving or even touching me even though I knew that was what I needed to feel better.
In a total of three months, reach my limit. My head spun and I felt like throwing up but I had to make breakfast for myself, no one else would do it anymore. I clutched the railing of the stairs with my pale fingers and I dragged my feet. I made it to the third step before my foot slipped and I tumbled down the flight of stairs until I reached the floor. I don’t remember the pain because I blacked out.
-/-/-/-
“Yunho-ssi, he had a collapsed long! He won’t live much longer if you don’t give him the attention he is suppose to have.”
“Ryeowook-ah, how many times do I have to tell you, I don’t care! J-“
“You need the will money don’t you? If Jaejoong dies, you won’t get it.”
I heard a faint sigh and some feet shuffling.
“Is he really that disgusting Yunho-ssi? After all, he’s done everything you’ve asked of him and he hasn’t bothered you. Please… don’t let him die.”
“Why do you care for him so much Ryeowook?! Can’t you do it?”
“I care for Jaejoong-ah because he’s the only Fee to live this long. You know what your father is capable of and… and it’s a miracle the events happened the way they did. Plus im not his master Yunho-ssi, he needs you.”
Pain slowly pulsed through my body as my senses came back. I groaned softly from trying to sit up, not exactly sure yet where I was. The talking stopped immediately and I opened my eyes to see Ryeowook sitting on my bed next to me, Yunho was standing nearby. He looked as exhausted as I seemed to feel.
Ryeowook patted my hand, drawing my attention back to him. I saw him smile and so I smiled back.
“Hey Jae-ah, how are you feeling?”
I relaxed back against the wall and took in a deep breath. I was reminded of my aching heart and head but I wasn’t sure what to tell them.
“I’m fine.”
Ryeowook suddenly frowned and gave a disapproving look to Yunho before looking back at me.
“Jaejoong-ah, you collapsed and passed out. You nearly broke a rib from your fall! I don’t think you’re fine… do you know why you passed out?”
I bit my lip, honestly thinking this over with as much serious thought as my current intellectual value allowed.
“I think it’s because I’m a Fee. I mean… they told us we needed love and attention and fear to live… But… I don’t know, I’m sorry.”
I used my free hand to rub my eyes bit I noticed it was bandaged up. I stared at with sadness as Ryeowook squeezed the other hand.
“You sprained it when you fell. But Jaejoong-ah, you aren’t getting those things are you? What did the scientists tell you your master needed to do?”
I set my hand back in my lap and almost helplessly looked at Yunho, black ears down. He kept his eyes diverted from my face.
“H-he… he needs to love me. And… t-touch me-“
Yunho suddenly released an angry sigh and glared at Ryeowook because he still refused to look at me.
“Ok, this is enough. It’s disgusting Ryeowook, I’m not hoing to fucking molest him!”
“He’s going to die Yunho-ssi!”
My nurse stood up angrily, in all his short skinny glory, and I marveled at the attitude. I hadn’t seen that in him before. I once thought we were similar but now, with this new side, I realized that I could never be able to stand up for myself or others.
“Think about the will at least. If Jaejoong-ah dies, how are you going to get the money from your father?”
I saw Ryeowook’s face and he seemed to pleading with Yunho. My heart began to beat faster with the thought of dying and I looked down.
“It’s ok. Master doesn’t need to do that… I’m disgusting a-“
“Shut up!”
I looked shocked at Yunho. Did I suddenly say something disagreeable? After all, I was simply agreeing with him. The older looked so tired from the verbal fight… I looked at Ryeowook with softer eyes.
“How long has it been since he’s been…”
Ryeowook smiled, quite relieved now that he seemed to let his guard down and at least think about saving the Fee.
“I think nearly three or four months. Fees can’t last much longer than that without personal attention.”
Almost feeling like time stopped, I stared at the two adults with slight surprise. Was Master agreeing with Ryeowook oppa? He was actually going to help me? I quickly looked down toward my hands, afraid to hope but I smiled softly to myself still. All those times he gave me dirty looks or said u was disgusting… Did this mean that none of that was true?
“Ok.”
There was a pause in the room when nobody said anything.
“Get out Ryeowook-ah.”
My fingers tightened around each other as I grew more anxious. It was going to happen… Master Yunho was going to love me just like old Master did.
“Thank you Yunho-ssi.”
Looking back up, Ryeowook smiled at me and left, closing the door behind him. Yunho sighed heavily before looking at me. I looked back with big curious eyes, wondering what he was going to do. However, he just stayed there looking at me. Of course I didn’t know what to saw in this situation so I stayed quiet but Yunho seemed to get increasingly nervous and diverted his eyes to nearly every spot in the room except for the space I took up.
“You could… sit on the bed.”
I motioned an empty area on my round bed and smiled shyly. Yunho looked at it and sighed before sitting down. I got out from underneath eh covers slowly and made my way to his side. I let my legs dangle off the side of the bed like his and looked at my hands, my tail flicking by my thigh.
“Are you in pain?”
I looked at my master curiously but he kept his eyes down in his own lap.
“Not at this moment…”
“But you were right? How bad did it hurt?”
I shrugged my shoulders like it was nothing and twiddled my fingers.
“Really badly, like I couldn’t even walk. But you being next to me Master makes me feel better.”
I smiled towards him, hoping to ease any concern he might have towards me when he suddenly told me to shut up, pressing a large hand on my chest, causing me to go backwards on the bed. My ears went back and my eyes large, frightened with the sudden act of aggression. Had I said something to upset him? Yunho pulled up my shirt, glaring at my chest but I didn’t understand why he was mad at me.
I opened my mouth and released a sharp cry as his rough fingers pinched my nipple with much more pressure than needed. I heard him mutter a command and I quickly held up my shirt because I didn’t want to offend him even more.
Yunho’s fingers left my nipples aching to travel down my open chest and open my pants. Holding back a whimper, I began to shake because of fear. I wasn’t sure that I wanted Yunho to touch me like this, but subconsciously, my body was enjoying it and I could already feel my dick hardening.
Suddenly, the whole almost rushed feeling of the situation paused and the older’s hands were removed. I slowly opened my brown eyes to see what had happened. Yunho was standing instead of hunched over me and looking confused.
“Why are you shaking…?”
I thought I heard regret in is voice but I didn’t, really couldn’t, dwell on thinking too much about that.
“You- I… I’m sorry.”
I turned my head and closed my eyes tail holding tightly onto my leg as I prepared for anything bad. What more could I say!? My body enjoyed this but mentally, I was so afraid. Even when Soo Man did these things to me roughly, I was afraid.
“Do you not want me to do this?”
Quickly I sat up as Yunho took a step back. I got off the bed and kneeled in front of him, holding onto his leg pants tightly with small fists. I bowed my head and held my eyes shut in despair.
“No! Please… Master I need you.”
I didn’t notice my body shaking again until Yunho gently grabbed my wrists to let go of his clothes before kneeling down next to me. He wiped my eyes because they became wet with promised tears but I still my eyes closed.
“Jaejoong-ah, tell me what to do.”
I shook my head no firmly.
“I can’t!... I’m a Fee, w-we can’t.”
“I give you permission then. Tell me what I have to do.”
I reopened my eyes, first looking at the ground with my black bangs endangering my vision but then I faced up toward Yunho. He was being so nice to me now… I didn’t see love in his eyes, a valid reason as to why he said these things to me, but I imagined it was there. That would make me feel better.
Yunho stood up, taking my hand to help me stand up as well. I got back onto the bed, sitting in the middle cross-legged. I wasn’t exactly sure what to say but Yunho looked at me impatiently. I brought up a hand to scratch a fuzzy ear nervously.
“Umm… My old master-“
“Soo Man-ssi.”
“Yeah. He… mmm. He would kiss me and…”
I couldn’t help but trail off as I raised my eyes to watch Yunho get closed to me on the bed. I could feel my tail twitching from the urge to back away but instead I raised my neck as the older placed his hand on my neck, the other side lightly getting kissed.
“Like this?”
“Mmm… Mmhm yeah. A-and.. And he-“
I suddenly stopped, eyes closed tightly as I felt the pleasure Yunho gave me but watching the memories of Soo Man and I, countless memories in my bed.
“Can we cuddle?”
I quickly grabbed my tail with my pale fist so it wouldn’t have a chance to play around with my own body or Yunho’s. I wasn’t sure how he felt about that yet. However, Yunho gave me a confused look once more and so I looked away before quickly trying to explain myself.
“It is true that I need to be touched sex… sexually,” I had to remember how to pronounce the word I barely ever said. “But I like cuddling. We could lie down and kiss a lot. I think.. I think that would be good, right?”
I looked up at him with almost desperate eyes because I liked getting touched but Soo Man never stayed in the room with me after he was done. He didn’t like me staying with him in his room either but all I really wanted was to lay next to a warm body, getting softly touched or sweetly kissed. Maybe this was every Fee’s dream.
“Are you sure that’s all you need? I’m actually agreeing to touch you, you know.”
I nodded my head in understanding but still smiled faintly, thinking of how warm and fuzzy cuddling must be. I’ve seen movies where the woman always falls asleep on top of the guy’s chest and I really wanted to try that out. It looked so comfy…
“Alright then.”
Yunho stood up from the bed and took off his shirt. My eyes widened slightly as I saw his chest with all the muscles, that was something Soo Man certainly never had. I was suddenly reminded of my erection and forced my head down. Maybe Yunho hadn’t noticed my problem and if not, then good. I didn’t want him to help me with this because tonight, it was all going to be about cuddling.
He then helped me with taking off my shirt and I realized how different our bodies were. While his was tone and darker toned, my body was underdeveloped and pale. His was hard with muscles and mine was hard with bone. For some reason I didn’t like that much, he seemed a lot healthier than me. I quickly got into bed and moved to all of one side of the round bed, leaving three/fourths of it for Master. I watched his every move as he got into bed next to me. I was planning on lying on his chest like the movies had but he moved me by putting a hand on my hip and turned me, pressing my back against his broad chest. I blushed deeply, hands covering my face. His breath tickled my ear but I soon felt kisses instead.
This… this must be love. He had his hand around me protectively and he was giving me kisses! I purred more loudly than intended but Yunho didn’t seem to say anything about it so I continued. My tail teased both of us by swiping across both of our pants; I didn’t care for stopping it.
“This alright?”
Did he really have to ask? My body felt better than it had in weeks and I was so happy that I felt like I could pounce on a giant bouncy ball without falling off! I closed my eyes so that just in case that when I opened them, this whole scene wouldn’t be real.
“Yes… I really like this. Thank you Master.”
He stopped kissing my head and ear but that was something so small, I didn’t care for it either. I just held onto the arm around my waist tightly, but not so tight that he might pull it away.
“Don’t call me Master anymore. My name’s Yunho.”
And then the night seemed perfect.