First Chaptered fic ~ How do we escape, yet live our lives? ~
How do we escape, yet live our lives?
Author: Spudacus
Length: Chaptered Fic!
Rating: 12A/PG - NC17/18
Pairings: JaeHo/YoonJae, YooSu, Min/Siwon, Min/Heechul and Siwon/Heechul.
Genre: Everything, Love, life, romance, lust, sex, violence, light drug addiction, like a drama I suppose.
Summary: omg I don’t know what to say really! :D , this is basically about the boys and their lives etc and their problems and all that, a bit like a drama/soap! :D
A/N: This is my first chaptered fic! YAY! I hope you all like this one, I’m quite excited about it! :D please tell me what you think! :D thank you! :D and this is the Prologue first! :D ENJOY!
Prologue
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The club was pumping and heaving, full of hot and sweaty bodies, dancing, kissing, caressing and everything else the imagination could throw up, in this sea of men.
“Yunho-ah!” a voice came from behind him, he turned to look, and saw a vision of beauty, right there in front of him, “hah… ha … HI there, Jaejoong-ah, thank you for meeting me here!”
Both boys had felt like the missing void which plagued their hearts and souls, might now actually be filled, by the other person.
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He returned home, late again. Out drinking, as usual, he’d be wanting to ‘get some’ tonight. How can I resist this time, the figure thought to himself. While laying there alone and naked, in the darkened blue and red room, on the black bed, he could hear some shuffling noises and the mumblings of a drunk, muttering under his breath, cursing and insulting the hallway table for purposefully being in his way.
‘Not again’, the lonesome figure thought.
‘I don’t want and need him to hurt me again; I still haven’t recovered from the last time he took his hands to my skin, when I last denied him something.’
Then the door finally opened and out rang a beautiful voice, the voice of the violent drunk…. Kim Junsu.
“Yah! Yoochun-ah! You are awake! Right!?....good, I’m in the mood, come on now babe, I don’t want to have to get angry again…..do I!?”
The slim body turned over on the bed, faced his lover and abuser, and then forced an inviting smile filled with regret, hurt and a deep tortuous love.
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He was always quiet, intelligent and charming, bright, friendly and polite, far from sexual, or anything even remotely like that.
He was a good kid, basically.
But! When Changmin got outside of his so called ‘world’ or ‘safe-world’, he was a completely different person. He was like some sex junkie, high on the need and want, for and of anything remotely linked to sex or anything of a sexual nature.
And far from being sweet, he had a leather and bondage fetish, this boy liked it all, anything and everything. He wants it all, and so he tries to keeps up a few different lives simultaneously, he is a dirty, sexy boy, through and through.
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