My fair lady [chapter 5/?]
Fanfic: My fair lady
Author: Pixziestikxz
Pairings: JongKey, 2min, OnKey.
Rating: PG-15
Genre: horror, AU
Length: 1, 088 words
Warning: creepy, scary, weird. srsly. you've been warned.
A/N: Inspired by Kuroshitsuji (manga/ anime series). I srsly recommend watching it. cuz the manga's not done yet.
--
“Jong Hyun darling, wake up.”
Jong Hyun opened his eyelids slowly, landing his sight immediately on Key’s face. He was smiling expectantly at him, his face only inches away from Jong Hyun’s.
“Did you have a good nap?” Key grinned at him, before stepping back, finally giving Jong Hyun some space to breathe. He revealed two figures behind him, and Jong Hyun’s eyes widened when they saw who they were. Minho was hanging on the ceiling, held up with wires. His head was slightly bent forward, and his arms were bent by the elbows; He was dressed in a soldier’s uniform, but most importantly, his eyes were hollowed out. Beside him sat a doll, a miniature version of him, with his doe like eyes put into it. Taemin sat by the table, dressed in a pink, frilly dress, equipped with a blonde wig with curls. His gloved hand was positioned to make it look like he was pouring tea, and his eyes were also hollowed out. His doll sat on the chair beside him, featuring his glossy orbs. It stared at Jong Hyun like it was screaming to be let out of there. Jong Hyun wanted to cry again, but that was when he realized that his shirt was missing. Kibum smirked and walked a bit towards him, placing his mouth near his ear. “Do you like them?” He whispered, before licking Jong Hyun’s earlobe playfully.
The action sent a tingling sensation down Jong Hyun’s spine, and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit. Kibum started trailing down his jaw, and Jong Hyun could feel his breath against his skin, the tip of his nose rubbing slightly against it. This caused him to tingle even more, and for heat to pool annoyingly at his lower area. Kibum smirked in satisfaction and pressed his hands against Jong Hun’s chest, continuing to now trail kisses down his neck, his collarbone, and played briefly with his nipple using his tongue. Kibum’s smirk grew into a grin when he saw that Jong Hyun had become more elated as he continued to move down, stopping right above the edge of his pants.
Jong Hyun shivered at his touch, wanting for it to end, but Kibum just grinned. “I know where we can continue this…” he took Jong Hyun’s hand in his, and pulled out a book from the bookshelf. The wall revealed a secret flight of stairs, and Kibum climbed up. They came to a large wooden door, and Kibum pushed it open, revealing a whole room full of red. The furniture, the bed sheets, the pillows, the wallpaper, to the roses that sat on the table; they were all red. Small puppets hung from the ceiling, much like Minho was downstairs, but they had their heads and eyes intact. He let Kibum push him down the bed, as Kibum stripped off his own clothes and stared down at Jong Hyun menacingly. He closed his eyes as he let Kibum do whatever he pleased. Kibum toyed with his body as his pleasurable moans filled the room, before he collapsed into a heap beside Jong Hyun.
“Jong Hyun. Say it again, please…” Kibum grabbed his hand, panting slightly. Kibum ran his hand on the waxy exterior of Jong Hyun’s hand, but he said nothing. “Jong Hyun…” he pouted, resting his head on Jong Hyun’s chest. “You won’t leave me, right? You already took my heart, you can’t leave me. I know you love me, even though you don’t say it…” Jong Hyun opened his eyes and sat up, dangling his feet off the bed. “Jong Hyun?” Kibum called after him, but the boy didn’t respond. His mind was racing with flashbacks from that night Kibum found him. Jong Hyun was supposed to be dead. Yet he woke up in Key’s shop, was served tea upon like Minho and Taemin, and was led back into the same room they were in now. Come to think of it, he hadn’t been able to decline any of Key’s whines since that day. What was happening to him?
Jong Hyun clutched the sides of his head in confusion and shook it side to side, before proceeding to head out. Kibum followed suit, worried about him. “Jong Hyun. What’s the matter?” Kibum asked, and placed a hand on his shoulder, but Jong Hyun just slapped it aside. He wanted to tell him to go away, to leave him alone, but nothing came out. His whole frame shook as he bounded down the steps, drowning out Key’s voice with his thoughts. The secret door slid open and Jong Hyun jumped off the last stair, only to feel Key’s hands firmly on his shoulder. “Jong Hyun. Where are you going?” With all the commotion, they almost didn’t see the person standing right there. Jong Hyun lifted his head up and landed his gaze on this…being standing in front of him. The being flashed him a blinding smile, his eyes disappearing into slits in the process.
“Long time no see, Jong Hyun.”
Kibum’s face twisted into a frown as he shoved Jong Hyun behind him. “You, what are you doing here?! Get out this instant!” he shrieked at the being, who stood there, confused by his prattle.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?” he asked, tilting his head to the side as he examined Kibum.
Kibum clenched his hands into fists at his side, before she shook, and fell on his knees. “Jinki, you’re kidding, right? You couldn’t have forgotten! It’s only been nineteen years…” he looked up at the being with teary eyes, but he showed no recognition.
“I’m sorry.” He bowed his head apologetically and turned his attention back to Jong Hyun. But Kibum got up and blocked Jong Hyun from the front. “No. He’s mine. Go get someone else you can play around with then forget.” He snapped back, venom lingering in his voice. “Get out this instant!” Kibum yelled, and Jong Hyun stood in the background, clueless as to what was happening.
Jinki remained standing in place, tilting his head to try seeing past Kibum. “I need to take Jong Hyun away. You’ve already damned the other two.” Jinki cocked his head towards Taemin and Minho, shaking his head at the pitiful sight.
“No! He’s mine! He always has been, and he forever will be! He said so himself, and he doesn’t break promises unlike some people.”
“But Kibum-“
“So you do remember.”
Jinki sighed. This was going to be harder than he thought.
--
**so my internet's in japanese. I guess this was what my dad meant by "he didn't want to download the language packs cuz it might turn the whole computer in japanese" thing. XD I LOLed when my sister freaked out on me the other day because the whole computer was in japanese. Well, at least it wasn't in Korean. Japanese I can actually work with. x) anyways, yeah, 2 more exams to go~~ so gonna fail them. >.>**
Author: Pixziestikxz
Pairings: JongKey, 2min, OnKey.
Rating: PG-15
Genre: horror, AU
Length: 1, 088 words
Warning: creepy, scary, weird. srsly. you've been warned.
A/N: Inspired by Kuroshitsuji (manga/ anime series). I srsly recommend watching it. cuz the manga's not done yet.
--
“Jong Hyun darling, wake up.”
Jong Hyun opened his eyelids slowly, landing his sight immediately on Key’s face. He was smiling expectantly at him, his face only inches away from Jong Hyun’s.
“Did you have a good nap?” Key grinned at him, before stepping back, finally giving Jong Hyun some space to breathe. He revealed two figures behind him, and Jong Hyun’s eyes widened when they saw who they were. Minho was hanging on the ceiling, held up with wires. His head was slightly bent forward, and his arms were bent by the elbows; He was dressed in a soldier’s uniform, but most importantly, his eyes were hollowed out. Beside him sat a doll, a miniature version of him, with his doe like eyes put into it. Taemin sat by the table, dressed in a pink, frilly dress, equipped with a blonde wig with curls. His gloved hand was positioned to make it look like he was pouring tea, and his eyes were also hollowed out. His doll sat on the chair beside him, featuring his glossy orbs. It stared at Jong Hyun like it was screaming to be let out of there. Jong Hyun wanted to cry again, but that was when he realized that his shirt was missing. Kibum smirked and walked a bit towards him, placing his mouth near his ear. “Do you like them?” He whispered, before licking Jong Hyun’s earlobe playfully.
The action sent a tingling sensation down Jong Hyun’s spine, and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit. Kibum started trailing down his jaw, and Jong Hyun could feel his breath against his skin, the tip of his nose rubbing slightly against it. This caused him to tingle even more, and for heat to pool annoyingly at his lower area. Kibum smirked in satisfaction and pressed his hands against Jong Hun’s chest, continuing to now trail kisses down his neck, his collarbone, and played briefly with his nipple using his tongue. Kibum’s smirk grew into a grin when he saw that Jong Hyun had become more elated as he continued to move down, stopping right above the edge of his pants.
Jong Hyun shivered at his touch, wanting for it to end, but Kibum just grinned. “I know where we can continue this…” he took Jong Hyun’s hand in his, and pulled out a book from the bookshelf. The wall revealed a secret flight of stairs, and Kibum climbed up. They came to a large wooden door, and Kibum pushed it open, revealing a whole room full of red. The furniture, the bed sheets, the pillows, the wallpaper, to the roses that sat on the table; they were all red. Small puppets hung from the ceiling, much like Minho was downstairs, but they had their heads and eyes intact. He let Kibum push him down the bed, as Kibum stripped off his own clothes and stared down at Jong Hyun menacingly. He closed his eyes as he let Kibum do whatever he pleased. Kibum toyed with his body as his pleasurable moans filled the room, before he collapsed into a heap beside Jong Hyun.
“Jong Hyun. Say it again, please…” Kibum grabbed his hand, panting slightly. Kibum ran his hand on the waxy exterior of Jong Hyun’s hand, but he said nothing. “Jong Hyun…” he pouted, resting his head on Jong Hyun’s chest. “You won’t leave me, right? You already took my heart, you can’t leave me. I know you love me, even though you don’t say it…” Jong Hyun opened his eyes and sat up, dangling his feet off the bed. “Jong Hyun?” Kibum called after him, but the boy didn’t respond. His mind was racing with flashbacks from that night Kibum found him. Jong Hyun was supposed to be dead. Yet he woke up in Key’s shop, was served tea upon like Minho and Taemin, and was led back into the same room they were in now. Come to think of it, he hadn’t been able to decline any of Key’s whines since that day. What was happening to him?
Jong Hyun clutched the sides of his head in confusion and shook it side to side, before proceeding to head out. Kibum followed suit, worried about him. “Jong Hyun. What’s the matter?” Kibum asked, and placed a hand on his shoulder, but Jong Hyun just slapped it aside. He wanted to tell him to go away, to leave him alone, but nothing came out. His whole frame shook as he bounded down the steps, drowning out Key’s voice with his thoughts. The secret door slid open and Jong Hyun jumped off the last stair, only to feel Key’s hands firmly on his shoulder. “Jong Hyun. Where are you going?” With all the commotion, they almost didn’t see the person standing right there. Jong Hyun lifted his head up and landed his gaze on this…being standing in front of him. The being flashed him a blinding smile, his eyes disappearing into slits in the process.
“Long time no see, Jong Hyun.”
Kibum’s face twisted into a frown as he shoved Jong Hyun behind him. “You, what are you doing here?! Get out this instant!” he shrieked at the being, who stood there, confused by his prattle.
“I’m sorry, do I know you?” he asked, tilting his head to the side as he examined Kibum.
Kibum clenched his hands into fists at his side, before she shook, and fell on his knees. “Jinki, you’re kidding, right? You couldn’t have forgotten! It’s only been nineteen years…” he looked up at the being with teary eyes, but he showed no recognition.
“I’m sorry.” He bowed his head apologetically and turned his attention back to Jong Hyun. But Kibum got up and blocked Jong Hyun from the front. “No. He’s mine. Go get someone else you can play around with then forget.” He snapped back, venom lingering in his voice. “Get out this instant!” Kibum yelled, and Jong Hyun stood in the background, clueless as to what was happening.
Jinki remained standing in place, tilting his head to try seeing past Kibum. “I need to take Jong Hyun away. You’ve already damned the other two.” Jinki cocked his head towards Taemin and Minho, shaking his head at the pitiful sight.
“No! He’s mine! He always has been, and he forever will be! He said so himself, and he doesn’t break promises unlike some people.”
“But Kibum-“
“So you do remember.”
Jinki sighed. This was going to be harder than he thought.
--
**so my internet's in japanese. I guess this was what my dad meant by "he didn't want to download the language packs cuz it might turn the whole computer in japanese" thing. XD I LOLed when my sister freaked out on me the other day because the whole computer was in japanese. Well, at least it wasn't in Korean. Japanese I can actually work with. x) anyways, yeah, 2 more exams to go~~ so gonna fail them. >.>**