| Fan Fiction |
by Tan Xue Lei
And technology has been pretty much against me lately. My computer is growing old and dying. So now I have to share laptop with my younger brother. It’s very hard for me to find time to write fanfiction now. Hopefully things will run smoother when I get a new computer!
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[ 3rd Person ]
Club Mirotic is a lively and popular place to hang around at night. Every night it will be filled with multi coloured flashing lights, loud dance music as well as a mixture of alcohol and smoke hang in the air. The dance floors will be packed with hundreds of people dancing at the same time. VIP rooms fully booked for those with the right amount of cash. The staff would be ready to fill every customers needs. Club Mirotic had it all.
Tonight was the night of JaeJoong’s farewell party, where technically every single popular or ulzzang guy or girl in Seoul was definitely invited. Not that it really mattered anyway.
Despite the Club’s rules of not allowing people under the age of 18 to enter, there were the odd rich kids who managed to bribe their way in, or just used fake IDs. JaeJoong and his friends were one of these kids.
JaeJoong trekked his way from the dance floor to the bar at the side, ready to order drinks to find that the usual person who made the drinks was replaced by a more younger and feminine looking one, compared to the larger and older that was there a day ago.
“Where did the other guy go?” JaeJoong asked as he took a seat.
“He’s off on holiday.” The new face spoke with a smile, “So what can I make for you sir?”
JaeJoong’s eyes drifted upon the name tag on the guy’s black vest, LeeTeuk, it read.
“Orgasm please.”
LeeTeuk smirked before turning to mix the drink up as JaeJoong watched from behind, trying to see if this new guy was going to spike his drink or add something dodgy. Or maybe even ruin the recipe for the drink. It was a pass time entertainment.
The Orgasm cocktail was one of the many drinks that he loved ordering from this club. He loved the very names of these many kinds of alcoholic drinks, especially Orgasm, the one drink that always gave him enough energy for nightly sex sessions.
A minute later, LeeTeuk spun around and placed the alcohol filled cup gently to the table top.
“Enjoy.” He grinned at his customer.
JaeJoong nodded before grabbing the cup and down it in one. The alcohol burned his insides, causing pain within him. Pain wasn’t a problem to him; he loved the feel of pain. Yet, a few seconds after, he couldn’t help but want to throw up at the after taste. To him it now tasted like vomit.
All LeeTeuk could do was watch as his customer coughed and spluttered.
“You alright sir?” he asked with a hint of concern in his voice.
“Make me a French Connection! Quick!” JaeJoong demanded.
The French Connection was one of the drinks he drank that he wouldn’t mind living off for the rest of his life. He loved the taste. It always got rid of all the crap things he tasted before.
When he was handed the French Connection, he took a sip before spitting it out again in pure disgust, eying the half empty cup in anger.
“Did you add something to this?! It tastes horrible!” JaeJoong spat as he slammed the glass cup onto the table, making the man cringe.
“It does?” LeeTeuk scratched his head as he inspected it. “Want me to make another?”
“Just hand me a flippin’ Bacardi Coco.” JaeJoong said angrily.
LeeTeuk scurried off to the shelves on the other end of the bar, in search of JaeJoong’s drink.
JaeJoong sat there, running his hands through his hair, wondering why his past favourite drinks tasted like shit to him now. Thinking that it was probably the guy, he brushed it off by ordering an already made one, nothing can go wrong with that, he thought.
When the LeeTeuk with the opened bottle of Bacardi Coco, JaeJoong swiped it off the table and took a long gulp.
And again, it made him feel sick as he banged the bottle against the table in fury, causing LeeTeuk to jump a bit.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” he said as he left the table and the new guy.
Wandering back into the dance floor, he began to wonder on what was going on with him. First he found smoking cigarettes absolutely disgusting earlier today, and now he found alcohol utterly vile. He never thought of such things before, it was weird that he happened to hate these 2 habits now.
Back at the bar, the man began to wipe the table, while giving evil glances at JaeJoong as he left.
“Why didn’t the drug work on him? It sure didn’t drug him after downing a whole cup, and it sure made him want to vomit…”
Suddenly, he noticed the double doors swung open, to reveal 3 dark and tall figures.
Knowing who it was, the man lifted the movable table top and ran down towards the largest of the three.
“KangIn!” the man shrieked as he wrapped his arms around his lover.
“LeeTeuk!” KangIn returned the hug before placing a gentle kiss on his beloved’s cheeks, “So how were the customers?”
LeeTeuk pouted at the stronger man as he pulled away and crossed his arms, “There was this rude guy who didn’t like my drinks at all!” he complained.
“How can NO ONE like your drinks?” HeeChul laughed as he strolled over to LeeTeuk.
“I don’t know! He tried an Orgasm, French Connection and a Bacardi Coco! And still he’s not drugged or happy with the drinks!” LeeTeuk replied before returning to face KangIn’s chest, lips quavering as tears threatened to leave his eyes, “Beat him up for me.”
“I will, but later.” KangIn cooed to the man clinging onto him before placing a kiss on his head, “But after we make up for the time that we were apart for.”
LeeTeuk looked upwards to see a meaningful glint in KangIn’s eye, trying to figure out what he meant by it. A couple of seconds passed before he realised what KangIn meant.
“KangIn!” LeeTeuk gasped as he punched the chest before him lightly, “You’re so eager!”
“Anytime.” KangIn whispered into LeeTeuk’s ears in a greasy voice before biting LeeTeuk’s ear, causing the smaller one to bit the bottom of his lips slightly, trying to hold back a moan.
“Let’s go somewhere private.” LeeTeuk suggested before KangIn dragged him off to find a room.
Leaving HeeChul and YunHo at the door, the two just watched as the two now seemingly aroused couple go hunt down a spare private room where no one could hear or interrupt their make out session.
“Horny bitches.” YunHo and HeeChul said in unison as they shook their heads side to side.
The two that were left at the door began to look for seats around the dance floor that weren’t already occupied by people already. It was hard since it was a packed night, after all a party was being thrown for Seoul’s ulzzang.
As the two walked up and down the paths looking for seats, YunHo couldn’t help but notice a certain someone dance around on the dance floor in such a captivating way that YunHo couldn’t tear his eyes off. There was something about this person’s body, how flexible and thin it looks complimented by the clothes this person wore, as well as the dark black hair which stood out against his small frame of pale white skin.
He betted that this was a girl that didn’t like to wear skirts.
“Interested?”
YunHo snapped back into reality as he turned to notice that his friend was smirking at him.
“Go get her tiger.” HeeChul said encouragingly as he shoved YunHo into the sea of wiggling bodies, moving in time with the beat of the music that boomed through the huge speakers.
YunHo swerved his way through the crowd, edging his way closer to his victim, his dinner for the night. He could’ve chosen any other person on this dance floor, but his eyes were set onto that one person only, he liked how his prey looked, he believed that the appearance of the prey reflected upon the blood quality. He was determined to not give up.
When the eye catching beauty came before his eyes again, just a metre away, he couldn’t help but find it impossible to get to his prey. For a dense ring of girls were surrounding his target, completely ignoring YunHo’s attempts to try and break through this barrier.
“Move bitch.” He said roughly as he began to pull out the girls from the ring, edging his way in, “Get out of the way.”
The girls made noises of annoyance as they felt themselves being pulled away from JaeJoong forcefully. It didn’t seem bother YunHo or JaeJoong at all.
Once YunHo managed to sneak himself up from behind the prey, he began to move his body in time with the music, as well as the movements of his prey’s body.
JaeJoong could feel something behind him, it didn’t feel warm like body heat did, it felt cold, it didn’t feel very welcoming at all, so he began to move further forwards away from the close contact of the cold. But it seemed impossible as the cold just followed him.
Soon he began to feel the contact of the coldness from behind him. He felt an arm and hand come into contact once, then a leg and foot. The cold body grew closer and closer.
“Hey sexy.” Yunho breathed into JaeJoong’s ears.
The very voice tickled JaeJoong’s ears. Something about that voice made him feel like he was in ecstasy; he was craving for more of that voice, even though it did sound like it belonged to a man.
Every girl that were surrounding JaeJoong were now shooting dirty looks at the intruder, not only because JaeJoong was focusing his attention more on him now, but the fact that he was a guy.
Minutes passed as the two danced seductively to each other. Yet, they haven’t realised that they were dancing to a guy. YunHo had mistaken JaeJoong’s small and feminine features for a woman under the dim light. As for JaeJoong, his eyes were closed the entire time, savouring the feeling of listening to YunHo’s voice, not wanting to be distracted by the vision of girls.
When YunHo felt that the moment was right, where he was about to give in to his lust and desire for the sweet smelling blood that was radiating from his prey’s body, he leaned dangerously closer to his prey, to its neck.
JaeJoong could feel the stranger’s cold breath dance against his neck, it wasn’t very comfortable, yet he couldn’t help shake off the thought of the stranger’s voice.
The moment YunHo’s lip landed on JaeJoong was the moment when JaeJoong opened his eyes from the extreme icy touch of the lips. YunHo’s lips were like subzero ice from the north and south of the earth to JaeJoong, causing the smaller man to spin around and meet the face of the stranger at last.
His eyes widened at the sight of the well built man that stood before him, looking down onto his with a smirk on his face. Despite the dimly lit area, he could still make out the facial features of the man, pale and almost white looking skin, small and symmetrical face, and overall manly features. His body was muscular, making him look even manlier.
It was similar to what the freak said back in the carnival, he thought.
“Who the fuck are you?” JaeJoong spat furiously at YunHo as he began to back away.
YunHo shot him a face of sheer amusement as he inched forwards, “I’m Jung YunHo.”
“Gay bastard.” JaeJoong remarked before storming off into the sea of people, disappearing from YunHo’s sight.
The rejected vampire grimaced as he stood there, watching his food leave him. He was shocked as well to find out that his prey was a man, not a woman, it made him become even more intrigued. He had never tasted men’s blood before; he was determined to taste his new interest’s blood now more than ever. Knowing that the blood that he desired tonight was good quality, due to JaeJoong’s looks and radiating blood smell, YunHo left the dance floor to think of an idea to take a drink of JaeJoong’s blood.
Once he took one step off the dance floor, he saw a girl sitting alone by herself, looking clueless and lost. She was pretty, pretty enough to know that her blood was good enough to drink at least. But, YunHo wasn’t looking for a woman’s blood tonight; he was more interested in a certain man’s blood instead.
He watched and followed as the girl started to head off to the toilets, his mind was whirring with ideas at that very moment.
When the girl neared the girls toilets doors, YunHo sped towards it, blocking the girl from accessing the toilets.
“Excuse me.” She said a politely as possible to the man in front of her.
YunHo didn’t budge; instead he jus smirked maliciously at her.
“Excuse me.” She repeated again, this time in a more angry and annoyed tone.
“You’re pretty.” He said as he leaned in to capture her lips.
The girl struggled for a couple of seconds before falling into YunHo’s spell. She began to feel sleepy before falling to the floor unconscious, not dead.
YunHo looked down, pleased at what he had done before dragging the body into the empty toilets, throwing the girl into one of the cubicles, taking her handbag, locking her in the stall
He opened the handbag and fished out her purse, opening it to reveal her ID card, which was obviously fake. Scanning through the rest of her purse, he managed to find her real ID, Bae SeulKi, 17.
After taking one deep breath, he transformed into an exact clone of that girl before walking out of the room, heading back to the dance floor, in hopes of seeing his victim again.
And out of luck, he managed to see JaeJoong sitting in a group of 5 other boys, chatting casually and giving passing girls meaningful looks.
“Bingo.” He spoke to himself as he made his way over to the group.
The group’s attention fell upon YunHo as he approached the table, in his SeulKi form.
“Hey there good lookin’.” World grinned at the beauty before him.
“Back off she’s mine.” JaeJoong said quickly as he jumped up and grabbed his new body’s arms, claiming him.
JaeJoong lead the fake Bae SeulKi into the dance floor, passing scowling girls and envious guys. The two ignored the comments that they heard as they made their way to the middle and began to dance ever so close to each other.
Minutes passed as JaeJoong felt himself feel less flustered from his earlier interaction with YunHo. His attention was now focused onto the girl that danced before him, ever so seductively.
“Name?” he whispered into her ear as his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her in closer.
“Bae SeulKi.” She replied with a flirtatious smile.
“Sexy name.” JaeJoong commented with a smirk, “I’m Kim JaeJoong.”
The two danced on for a few minutes longer, still holding onto each other tightly throughout the whole process.
Soon JaeJoong couldn’t help it anymore but let himself indulge on the beauty before him.
Leaning his head down, his lips pressed against SeulKi’s full and soft ones. YunHo, while still in SeulKi form, smirked at the action before opening his mouth a little wider for JaeJoong’s tongue to gain entrance. YunHo was now trying his best to act like what a human girl would act like when the ulzzang of her dreams happens to kiss her.
The kiss grew deeper every passing second as did their arms, moving up and down on each other’s backs, ignoring the stares that they received from around them.
Then came the time when YunHo felt that he was ready to drain JaeJoong’s precious blood. The canines of his new body’s teeth grew into fangs, slightly scratching JaeJoong’s tongue that was still exploring around his mouth, which didn’t seem to bother JaeJoong at all. YunHo began to pull out a bit, gently placing his fangs onto the lower lips of JaeJoong, ready to bite.
As his fangs began to sink in, a voice began to echo in his mind.
“YunHo!” it called out.
YunHo recognised that voice, it was HeeChul’s.
“YunHo where are you?!” HeeChul’s voiced echoed again.
“I’m busy.” YunHo send his message back to HeeChul’s mind using telepathy.
“Keita’s back in town.”
That very line caused YunHo to freeze before he pulled away from JaeJoong.
“What’s wrong baby?” JaeJoong said in a disappointed tone before trying to lean in for another kiss.
YunHo pushed him away bit, causing JaeJoong to release his hold.
“Something came up. I’ll see you again soon.” YunHo said before leaving JaeJoong’s sight, running towards the exit.
When YunHo exited the club, he saw no one in sight, giving him the chance to transform back to his old self without anyone watching.
“YunHo!” HeeChul called out as he came over to YunHo’s side, panting, “I’ve been looking all over for you!”
“Where’s Keita!” YunHo roared at the smaller man.
“There.” HeeChul pointed at the right end of the street.
YunHo followed where the finger pointed. His eyes saw a dark and tall figure with its arm draped around a shorter and petite figure, turning into a corner.
“Stop right there you bastard!” YunHo yelled at the two before breaking into a run.
He knew that the dark and tall figure was Keita because he could smell Keita’s blood. Pureblood’s had the power to smell blood from miles away, especially being able to tell what class the blood belonged in as well. The blood he smelt from down the street was indeed Keita’s, he remembered the smell still, even though 3 years had passed.
When YunHo reached to the corner of the street, looking down onto the next street, he saw nothing. No one was in sight. He could no longer smell Keita’s blood, let alone anyone else’s.
“Shit.” YunHo swore out of frustration as he banged his fist onto the brick wall next to him, “I lost him again.”
A hand landed on his left shoulder, “At least you know he’s back in Korea.” HeeChul assured him.
“What am I to say to ChangMin now?”
[ Kim JaeJoong P.O.V. ]
What a shame, that sexy thing had to leave me before we even got somewhere. But oh well, I’m sure I could find another toy to play around with tonight.
As I took a step off the dance floor, from the corners of my eyes I managed to spot the Bae SeulKi girl again, staggering out from the toilets hall. I thought she had to leave for something?
“Hey.” I said as I approached her with a grin.
She looked up with an uninterested look before walking straight past me.
“Yah! How can you do this to me?” I called after her.
I waited for a reply, but it never came. She just carried on walking towards the exit.
“Yah!” I yelled as I jogged up to her, “You were all over me a moment ago, and now you’re playing hard to get?”
She shot me an annoyed look, “Excuse me? Do I even know you?”
I broke into a half-hearted laugh, “Come on babes, stop playing around with me.”
Expecting a reply, it never came. She just turned and carried on heading towards the exit.
Rage began to grow inside of me as I went over and grabbed her roughly by the arm, halting her completely.
“No one rejects Kim JaeJoong.” I said sternly before dragging her out of the club and into my car.
Throughout the whole journey she remained silent. She was too busy nursing the temples of her forehead, suffering from a migraine probably. I couldn’t help but grin at the luck I received today, apart from the encounter with that gay prick that I met earlier in the club.
Once we arrived back at my house, I dragged her out of my car, into the house and up to my room. Good thing my dad was asleep by now in his sound proof room.
I pushed her onto the bed before landing myself on top of her, pinning her down onto the bed.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked with a faint voice.
“What else do you think I’m doing?” I said suggestively, lowering my head down to the point that our lips were almost touching.
She froze under my hold, “No…”
“Come on, you know you want me.”
“No I-“
She never got to finish her sentence. That was the last thing I ever heard her say before I left for Jeju.
My lips fell onto hers instantly when I saw her lips parted open slightly for her words to come out.
I could feel her struggling to break free of my hold, trying to pull away, but it was futile, it only made me deepen the kiss.
It was odd, back at the club she was a sexy and seductive, but now she was the complete opposite. Did she get hit on the head when she left me or something?
But whatever, she was my designated toy for the night, and she will become my property for the night.
After landing multiple kisses on her neck, she gave in. Probably thinking that I was going to end it right there, but oh she was wrong.
I began to pull down her skirt and then throw it to the other side of the room before undoing the zip to my pants.
It was now that she jumped back into alertness and began to pound against my chest, trying to push me off her, it was useless.
Soon all of our items of clothing were off us. She began to plead for me to stop. Foolish girl, she had no idea on how lucky she is to spend a night with Seoul’s ulzzang. Every girl would kill to sleep with me. Why not her?
Without giving a second thought or even try to remember whether I did or didn’t put on protection, I eagerly thrusted myself into her, causing her to scream in pain before I muffled her mouth with mines.
I half regretted that night. I was glad that I managed to have some fun for the probably last time in ages that night. Yet, I truly felt troubled on the fact that no protection was used due to my eagerness in getting the thing done.