D.I.D part 3
Title: D.I.D part 3
rating: pg-13
pairings: Jaeho, Jaemin
summary: Jaejoong has multiple personality disorder...
Notes: this part was wrote in a hurry so it came out really bad, so sorry.
Yunho’s heart began to beat faster and faster at the creaking of Jaejoong’s bedroom door opening. The door creak was ear shatteringly painful, in how long and slow the sound was. After what seemed like forever of just waiting, Jaejoong finally appeared outside the door, his eyes glazed over with sleep, his black hair a mess. His foot steps were awkward making him stumble, he never fell and didn’t seem to be aware of his unbalanced self. Yunho watched Jaejoong, searching for some type of body language that could tell him which Jaejoong stepped out of the room. As Jaejoong neared Yunho’s heart tensed with anticipation.
Jaejoong stopped moving just in front of Yunho, his gaze lifted from the floor to meet Yunho’s, Jaejoong’s eyes were unreadable. Jaejoong stared for a moment before his vision came into focus and s smile crossed his lips. He threw his arms around Yunho embracing him tightly. “Good morning.” He nuzzled his face into Yunho’s warm chest.
“Good morning, Boo.” Yunho smiled widely with relief as he laid a gentle kiss upon the top of Jaejoong’s mop of hair. Neither of them moved from the loving embrace. They felt at peace in each other’s open loving arms, Yunho cherished these moments, because he never knew when they would end when ‘Hero’ would come prominently pushing threw, ruining such a happy moment.
“Ahem.” Yoochun spoke letting his entrance into the kitchen be known. He felt a little bit bad for ruining such a moment, but he didn’t want himself to feel awkward. Yunho and Jaejoong immediately broke apart at the interruption. “So how was your night?” Yoochun questioned pouring himself and Junsu a cup of coffee.
“Mine was good.” Yunho faked a smile trying not to relive the events of the night before.
“Mine was…” Jaejoong froze, his eyebrows knitted together to show his confusion. “I-I don’t remember what I did last night…” He bit his lip nervously.
“Oh you don’t remember?” Yunho smiled down at his love wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “Last night I told you I loved you, you questioned my love then confessed yours and then you fell asleep in my arms.” Yunho lied, it was so much easier to lie then try and explain.
“Oh.” Jaejoong mouth stayed open even after he spoke as if still trying to remember.
“Well sounds like a nice night.” Yoochun smiled as he stirred the coffee after adding milk. Jaejoong frowned he wished he could remember most of it, he remembered telling Yunho he loved him but after that was a complete blur. His eyes searched around the kitchen as I looking for an answer but all he found was a question.
“Oh my gosh! Do I really look that bad!” Jaejoong pointed to his reflection on the toaster.
“You never look bad.” Yunho kissed Jaejoong’s temple. Jaejoong’s smile from Yunho’s words didn’t last long.
“Don’t lie to him Yunho, yes you look that bad.” Yoochun teased, earning him a glare, before Jaejoong took off towards the bathroom to shower. As Jaejoong walked down the hall he peered into Yoochun’s room, to where he saw handcuffs and whip cream on the floor, along with a blindfold and Junsu sleeping peacefully on the bad. Jaejoong tried to shake all the naughty thoughts and pictures the items had put into his head.
“Hey Changmin!” Jaejoong greeted as he watched Changmin limp out of the bathroom, his hair still damp from his shower.
“H-hyung..” Changmin stuttered, his heart clenched by fear.
“Are you okay? You look really pale.” Jaejoong stepped closer to feel Changmin’s forehead. Changmin backed away as if Jaejoong’s hand was a weapon.
“I-I’m fine!” Changmin answered quickly before limping his way back to his bedroom. Jaejoong shrugged off his and Changmin’s awkward meeting as if it was nothing, after all he didn’t remember the night before.
Changmin closed his bedroom door behind him a lot harsher than intended, he just wanted to escape, to be away from Jaejoong. A sigh released from his lips as the feeling of security his room, during the day, gave him. Changmin sat down on his bed debating whether or not to take a nap, to recuperate from the evening he had had. His body screamed for a yes so he laid back slowly onto the inviting sheets and comfy mattress.
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Cold fingers began to trace Changmin’s jaw line. Changmin awoke with a gasp from the shock of the not so friendly touch. He looked up to see Jaejoong sitting on him. “Why oh why do take a shower to get clean just when you know you’ll get dirty again.” A smirk slid across Jaejoong’s thin lips.
“Hero.. we.. we can’t do this.” Changmin avoided Jaejoong’s gaze.
“I see you use my name now, pet.” Jaejoong smirked down at him. This personality of Jaejoong made Changmin’s skin crawl.
“I said we can’t do this.” Changmin’s voice wavered.
“I know what you said. But as I’ve told you before, I don’t care what you say, it’s happening no matter what.” Jaejoong’s voice was rough and harsh, “But I know deep down you want this. You’ve always wanted this body.” His voice turned into a purr as he leant down to capture Changmin’s lips. Changmin like always fought at first but eventually gave in, melting into the kiss, and letting it fill him with excitement. Jaejoong’s wandering tongue licked every place in Changmin’s mouth before he was roughly pushed away.
Changmin pushed Jaejoong down onto the bed and crawled on top of him holding him down. “Listen, Hero, Jaejoong, I said we can’t do this anymore so we aren’t going to!” Changmin’s voice was stern, even though he felt weak, still desiring Jaejoong’s electrifying kisses.
“Oh Minnie, stop playing around, unless you like role playing.” Jaejoong’s eyebrow raised provocatively. “You could be prison guard and I am your prisoner who must be punished.” Jaejoong licked his lips hungrily. Changmin shifted his arms uncomfortably, trying to shake images from his head. Both Changmin and Jaejoong’s heads turned as they heard the bedroom door swing open,
“Hey Minnie- what the hell is going on?!” Yunho’s voice demanded, the smile he had was tore off his face by the sight in front of him. Changmin opened his mouth to explain to Yunho that it was ‘Hero’ they were dealing with not the Jaejoong they new and loved but all of a sudden he heard whimpering and crying. He looked down to see Jaejoong’s big eyes filled with tears as he looked pleadingly at Yunho, “He-he was trying to rape me!” Jaejoong cried.
“What- no, no!” Changmin begged for a chance to speak, but was silenced by Yunho’s fist connecting with his face.
“You bastard!” Yunho growled punching Changmin again. Changmin put his arms up to defend himself. Jaejoong stood and wrapped his arms around Yunho.
“Th-thank you, I was so scared!!” Jaejoong cried into Yunho’s shoulder.
“hey, hey it’s okay! He’ll never do it again!” Yunho growled staring down at Changmin. “Come on Jae, we need to go call the cops, are you okay?” Yunho whispered as he pulled Jaejoong out of the room. Jaejoong turned his head to looked at Changmin one more time, a smirked played across his lips, as he watched Changmin still cower in fear.
‘You should have just slept with me.’ Jaejoong mouthed, revealing he still wasn’t in his right mind, he was just acting it up.
rating: pg-13
pairings: Jaeho, Jaemin
summary: Jaejoong has multiple personality disorder...
Notes: this part was wrote in a hurry so it came out really bad, so sorry.
Yunho’s heart began to beat faster and faster at the creaking of Jaejoong’s bedroom door opening. The door creak was ear shatteringly painful, in how long and slow the sound was. After what seemed like forever of just waiting, Jaejoong finally appeared outside the door, his eyes glazed over with sleep, his black hair a mess. His foot steps were awkward making him stumble, he never fell and didn’t seem to be aware of his unbalanced self. Yunho watched Jaejoong, searching for some type of body language that could tell him which Jaejoong stepped out of the room. As Jaejoong neared Yunho’s heart tensed with anticipation.
Jaejoong stopped moving just in front of Yunho, his gaze lifted from the floor to meet Yunho’s, Jaejoong’s eyes were unreadable. Jaejoong stared for a moment before his vision came into focus and s smile crossed his lips. He threw his arms around Yunho embracing him tightly. “Good morning.” He nuzzled his face into Yunho’s warm chest.
“Good morning, Boo.” Yunho smiled widely with relief as he laid a gentle kiss upon the top of Jaejoong’s mop of hair. Neither of them moved from the loving embrace. They felt at peace in each other’s open loving arms, Yunho cherished these moments, because he never knew when they would end when ‘Hero’ would come prominently pushing threw, ruining such a happy moment.
“Ahem.” Yoochun spoke letting his entrance into the kitchen be known. He felt a little bit bad for ruining such a moment, but he didn’t want himself to feel awkward. Yunho and Jaejoong immediately broke apart at the interruption. “So how was your night?” Yoochun questioned pouring himself and Junsu a cup of coffee.
“Mine was good.” Yunho faked a smile trying not to relive the events of the night before.
“Mine was…” Jaejoong froze, his eyebrows knitted together to show his confusion. “I-I don’t remember what I did last night…” He bit his lip nervously.
“Oh you don’t remember?” Yunho smiled down at his love wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “Last night I told you I loved you, you questioned my love then confessed yours and then you fell asleep in my arms.” Yunho lied, it was so much easier to lie then try and explain.
“Oh.” Jaejoong mouth stayed open even after he spoke as if still trying to remember.
“Well sounds like a nice night.” Yoochun smiled as he stirred the coffee after adding milk. Jaejoong frowned he wished he could remember most of it, he remembered telling Yunho he loved him but after that was a complete blur. His eyes searched around the kitchen as I looking for an answer but all he found was a question.
“Oh my gosh! Do I really look that bad!” Jaejoong pointed to his reflection on the toaster.
“You never look bad.” Yunho kissed Jaejoong’s temple. Jaejoong’s smile from Yunho’s words didn’t last long.
“Don’t lie to him Yunho, yes you look that bad.” Yoochun teased, earning him a glare, before Jaejoong took off towards the bathroom to shower. As Jaejoong walked down the hall he peered into Yoochun’s room, to where he saw handcuffs and whip cream on the floor, along with a blindfold and Junsu sleeping peacefully on the bad. Jaejoong tried to shake all the naughty thoughts and pictures the items had put into his head.
“Hey Changmin!” Jaejoong greeted as he watched Changmin limp out of the bathroom, his hair still damp from his shower.
“H-hyung..” Changmin stuttered, his heart clenched by fear.
“Are you okay? You look really pale.” Jaejoong stepped closer to feel Changmin’s forehead. Changmin backed away as if Jaejoong’s hand was a weapon.
“I-I’m fine!” Changmin answered quickly before limping his way back to his bedroom. Jaejoong shrugged off his and Changmin’s awkward meeting as if it was nothing, after all he didn’t remember the night before.
Changmin closed his bedroom door behind him a lot harsher than intended, he just wanted to escape, to be away from Jaejoong. A sigh released from his lips as the feeling of security his room, during the day, gave him. Changmin sat down on his bed debating whether or not to take a nap, to recuperate from the evening he had had. His body screamed for a yes so he laid back slowly onto the inviting sheets and comfy mattress.
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Cold fingers began to trace Changmin’s jaw line. Changmin awoke with a gasp from the shock of the not so friendly touch. He looked up to see Jaejoong sitting on him. “Why oh why do take a shower to get clean just when you know you’ll get dirty again.” A smirk slid across Jaejoong’s thin lips.
“Hero.. we.. we can’t do this.” Changmin avoided Jaejoong’s gaze.
“I see you use my name now, pet.” Jaejoong smirked down at him. This personality of Jaejoong made Changmin’s skin crawl.
“I said we can’t do this.” Changmin’s voice wavered.
“I know what you said. But as I’ve told you before, I don’t care what you say, it’s happening no matter what.” Jaejoong’s voice was rough and harsh, “But I know deep down you want this. You’ve always wanted this body.” His voice turned into a purr as he leant down to capture Changmin’s lips. Changmin like always fought at first but eventually gave in, melting into the kiss, and letting it fill him with excitement. Jaejoong’s wandering tongue licked every place in Changmin’s mouth before he was roughly pushed away.
Changmin pushed Jaejoong down onto the bed and crawled on top of him holding him down. “Listen, Hero, Jaejoong, I said we can’t do this anymore so we aren’t going to!” Changmin’s voice was stern, even though he felt weak, still desiring Jaejoong’s electrifying kisses.
“Oh Minnie, stop playing around, unless you like role playing.” Jaejoong’s eyebrow raised provocatively. “You could be prison guard and I am your prisoner who must be punished.” Jaejoong licked his lips hungrily. Changmin shifted his arms uncomfortably, trying to shake images from his head. Both Changmin and Jaejoong’s heads turned as they heard the bedroom door swing open,
“Hey Minnie- what the hell is going on?!” Yunho’s voice demanded, the smile he had was tore off his face by the sight in front of him. Changmin opened his mouth to explain to Yunho that it was ‘Hero’ they were dealing with not the Jaejoong they new and loved but all of a sudden he heard whimpering and crying. He looked down to see Jaejoong’s big eyes filled with tears as he looked pleadingly at Yunho, “He-he was trying to rape me!” Jaejoong cried.
“What- no, no!” Changmin begged for a chance to speak, but was silenced by Yunho’s fist connecting with his face.
“You bastard!” Yunho growled punching Changmin again. Changmin put his arms up to defend himself. Jaejoong stood and wrapped his arms around Yunho.
“Th-thank you, I was so scared!!” Jaejoong cried into Yunho’s shoulder.
“hey, hey it’s okay! He’ll never do it again!” Yunho growled staring down at Changmin. “Come on Jae, we need to go call the cops, are you okay?” Yunho whispered as he pulled Jaejoong out of the room. Jaejoong turned his head to looked at Changmin one more time, a smirked played across his lips, as he watched Changmin still cower in fear.
‘You should have just slept with me.’ Jaejoong mouthed, revealing he still wasn’t in his right mind, he was just acting it up.