[Fic] You Belong With Me
Title: You Belong With Me
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: PG
Genre: Suspense...?
Summary: Yunho finds himself waking up in an unknown room... What it offers seems tempting enough to make him stay.
Yunho roused from his unnaturally-induced slumber with a loud groan, his mind feeling like a pool of mush that resembled yesterday’s attempt at a home-cooked dinner. He cranked one eye open and blinked rapidly to make sense of the darkness that enclosed him. It was dark, way too dark for his liking. Yunho knew he was not blind for he could faintly make out the outline of his toes from as far as he could crane his neck. But the pathetic amount of light that was reaching his retinas was as good as leaving his eyes shut. The room he was in seemed purposefully designed to keep him securely away from the world outside.
That reminded him - why could he only move his neck? Yunho hastily stretched his limbs and found to his horror that they were snugly bound to keep him in a lying position. Adrenaline kicked in as he started tugging violently at his restrains, kicking and trashing as wildly as he could, but to no avail.
“Hello?” he called out, panic seizing his senses. He hated to hear the slight tremor in his voice as his dry throat protested against his actions. The gears in Yunho’s brain started churning to the best of their abilities, fighting through his grogginess to try and recall how he had landed himself in this position. Stalker fans? Kidnappers? Had he offended someone? More importantly, where was Changmin? Was the boy safe, or was he caught and bound up too?
Yunho desperately tried to focus on the last memory he could call to mind. It was there, yet slipping through the cracks between his fingers like sand. Was there someone who wanted to hurt him? He shuddered at the memory of the blasted bottled water. No, this was different. His limbs were aching, but due to the numbness of being held in a fixed position for too long, and not from the restrains. His bindings were of a velvety material, tied snugly, yet loose enough not to cut into his skin. The bed he was lying on had covers even softer than those of his dorm. It was as though pains had been taken to ensure his utmost comfort.
It felt like whoever did this to him did not want him to get hurt.
A door he had not noticed before creaked open and Yunho had to turn his head away to protect his eyes from the assault of the sudden soft light that flooded into his dark prison from outside.
“Oh good; you’re awake.”
Yunho felt his blood freeze as his head snapped back and he forced his eyes to focus on the figure standing at the doorway, not even giving them a chance to adjust to the glare. He was not sure if he could believe what his ears were hearing; he needed his eyes to reassure his mind that he was not dreaming.
“Jaejoongie?”
Jaejoong smiled, a brilliant, beautiful smile. He crossed the distance between them with the familiar elegance of a feline, scrutinising Yunho affectionately from his bound wrists above his head to his tied ankles before sitting on the bed next to Yunho’s restrained body.
“Jaejoongie… where am I?” Yunho felt his mouth go dry as he swallowed hard. He could feel the warmth radiating off Jaejoong’s body from how close he was to Yunho.
Jaejoong laughed, the tinkling voice resounding in the small room; a little wild, a little eerie. He reached out and gently brushed a lock of hair from Yunho’s eyes. “My apartment, of course,” he replied coolly like it was the most natural answer in the world.
“Why…” the words died in his throat. Yunho did not know if he wanted to know more, or if this was enough for him.
“You should have come with me…” Jaejoong rested his body on top of Yunho’s, his head positioned right above Yunho’s thumping heart, one hand stretching up to toy with the ring adorning Yunho’s fourth finger. Yunho could feel Jaejoong’s hot breath against his skin though the thin fabric of his shirt, sending goosebumps down his spine. “No one can keep us apart. No one can take you away from me, Yunho-ah.”
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*master fic list
A/N: Lol I've been wanting to do this drabble for ages. Am I the only one who thinks Jaejoong plots to kidnap Yunho from SME one day? XD Not really sure what genre this falls under... but I just wanted the atmosphere very... ambiguous lol. Does Yunho really mind being held captive by Jaejoong? :P
Comments would be much loved! And feel free to point out any typos/errors as usual. :D
Finally had the guts to check my biopsych finals results, and I managed a B+! So I might get an A- for the entire course after all... adding to the A I got for psych inquiry... Damn I've never been so relieved/happy about school before I entered uni lol.
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: PG
Genre: Suspense...?
Summary: Yunho finds himself waking up in an unknown room... What it offers seems tempting enough to make him stay.
Yunho roused from his unnaturally-induced slumber with a loud groan, his mind feeling like a pool of mush that resembled yesterday’s attempt at a home-cooked dinner. He cranked one eye open and blinked rapidly to make sense of the darkness that enclosed him. It was dark, way too dark for his liking. Yunho knew he was not blind for he could faintly make out the outline of his toes from as far as he could crane his neck. But the pathetic amount of light that was reaching his retinas was as good as leaving his eyes shut. The room he was in seemed purposefully designed to keep him securely away from the world outside.
That reminded him - why could he only move his neck? Yunho hastily stretched his limbs and found to his horror that they were snugly bound to keep him in a lying position. Adrenaline kicked in as he started tugging violently at his restrains, kicking and trashing as wildly as he could, but to no avail.
“Hello?” he called out, panic seizing his senses. He hated to hear the slight tremor in his voice as his dry throat protested against his actions. The gears in Yunho’s brain started churning to the best of their abilities, fighting through his grogginess to try and recall how he had landed himself in this position. Stalker fans? Kidnappers? Had he offended someone? More importantly, where was Changmin? Was the boy safe, or was he caught and bound up too?
Yunho desperately tried to focus on the last memory he could call to mind. It was there, yet slipping through the cracks between his fingers like sand. Was there someone who wanted to hurt him? He shuddered at the memory of the blasted bottled water. No, this was different. His limbs were aching, but due to the numbness of being held in a fixed position for too long, and not from the restrains. His bindings were of a velvety material, tied snugly, yet loose enough not to cut into his skin. The bed he was lying on had covers even softer than those of his dorm. It was as though pains had been taken to ensure his utmost comfort.
It felt like whoever did this to him did not want him to get hurt.
A door he had not noticed before creaked open and Yunho had to turn his head away to protect his eyes from the assault of the sudden soft light that flooded into his dark prison from outside.
“Oh good; you’re awake.”
Yunho felt his blood freeze as his head snapped back and he forced his eyes to focus on the figure standing at the doorway, not even giving them a chance to adjust to the glare. He was not sure if he could believe what his ears were hearing; he needed his eyes to reassure his mind that he was not dreaming.
“Jaejoongie?”
Jaejoong smiled, a brilliant, beautiful smile. He crossed the distance between them with the familiar elegance of a feline, scrutinising Yunho affectionately from his bound wrists above his head to his tied ankles before sitting on the bed next to Yunho’s restrained body.
“Jaejoongie… where am I?” Yunho felt his mouth go dry as he swallowed hard. He could feel the warmth radiating off Jaejoong’s body from how close he was to Yunho.
Jaejoong laughed, the tinkling voice resounding in the small room; a little wild, a little eerie. He reached out and gently brushed a lock of hair from Yunho’s eyes. “My apartment, of course,” he replied coolly like it was the most natural answer in the world.
“Why…” the words died in his throat. Yunho did not know if he wanted to know more, or if this was enough for him.
“You should have come with me…” Jaejoong rested his body on top of Yunho’s, his head positioned right above Yunho’s thumping heart, one hand stretching up to toy with the ring adorning Yunho’s fourth finger. Yunho could feel Jaejoong’s hot breath against his skin though the thin fabric of his shirt, sending goosebumps down his spine. “No one can keep us apart. No one can take you away from me, Yunho-ah.”
*~*~*~*~*
*master fic list
A/N: Lol I've been wanting to do this drabble for ages. Am I the only one who thinks Jaejoong plots to kidnap Yunho from SME one day? XD Not really sure what genre this falls under... but I just wanted the atmosphere very... ambiguous lol. Does Yunho really mind being held captive by Jaejoong? :P
Comments would be much loved! And feel free to point out any typos/errors as usual. :D
Finally had the guts to check my biopsych finals results, and I managed a B+! So I might get an A- for the entire course after all... adding to the A I got for psych inquiry... Damn I've never been so relieved/happy about school before I entered uni lol.