| Fan Fiction |
by Zeey'
Rating: PG-14
Warning: Badly written fighting scene.
Summary: Jaejoong thought he could be a hero but every times he attempted, the actual hero is usual Yunho.
-----------------------------------------------------------
A feminine-looking man had just exited the entrance of his college and ready to go home. But today, he had decided to go hanging out with his friends, although much less to his lover’s order of not too, he still keep rooted to his own decision and no one is going to tell him what or what not to do.
“Yunnie, you don’t have to pick me up today. Junsu and I have planned to hang out…” the exact sentence was uttered to the boyfriend, this morning; right before the man had go out to work.
And right now, Jaejoong was waiting for his friend, Junsu to show up. Pouting cutely when he glanced to his watch and only to notice Junsu was 10 minutes late already. He fidgeted on his foot as the 10 minutes had changed to 15 minutes. “Where are you, Junsu?” he mumbled impatiently to no one.
Not long after, his cell phone rang, signaling there was an incoming message. Fishing out the phone, he read on the text message.
‘Hyung, I’m still in class. The damn professor seems to refuse letting us go in the mean of time. Sorry ^^. Yoochun and I will make it up for you later!’
Jaejoong sighed inwardly. ‘You should have told me earlier,’ and he walked off.
---------
Jaejoong was about to hail for a taxi down the street when unmistakable he heard a girl’s voice screaming for help. He stopped his intention as he turned around to search for the said voice.
He kept walking and walking until he stopped in front of an alley where the voice seemed coming from. There were no pedestrians walking near the area although it was still a day because the alley was quite far from the main street. And the condition of the alley seemed to add on to the reason of the following. There were rubbish everywhere plus animal corpses lying everywhere. Jaejoong could tell it was the where the bad smell coming from. He made a disgusted face and intended to run from there when the girl’s voice came more pleading than it was before.
Jaejoong fought with himself on whether to help the girl or just run away from the sickening place. However, his rationale told him that he wasn’t that heartless by leaving a human begging for help. So making up his mind, slowly he took his steps inside the alleyway. As he went further into the narrow area, light was dimming down, leaving Jaejoong shivering in fear. The voice went clearer and clearer when Jaejoong was nearing.
When Jaejoong finally reached the end of the place, he could see two divisions; one was a dark tunnel and the other one was a blocked-way. And there, Jaejoong finally saw the girl surrounded by a group, about 6-7, of teenagers; boys in school uniform. But the cloths didn’t seem like a uniform, if Jaejoong didn’t know better. Their ties were loosened up, some buttons unbuttoned, shirts tugged out of the pants untidily, and pants were some ripped on the knees and some were muddy. The first thing that come up as Jaejoong saw this bunch of boys were – bullies.
The girl was on her knees, hugging her bag close to her chest as she looked up in fear. She was dressed in a ripped school uniform and there was dry blood trailing down her forehead.
Jaejoong didn’t know where he had the courage to jump in front of the bullies and towering the kneeling girl behind him, because truthfully he wasn’t fully thinking when he did so.
“Who are you?!” said one of the boys to Jaejoong rudely.
“None of your business!” Jaejoong spat to the said boy as he pulled the girl up at the same time.
“How dare you!” the same boy lifted his fist in mid-air, ready to attack Jaejoong in the face.
But Jaejoong moved faster.
He ducked the fist thrown at him and pushed the girl out of the circle. The girl landed on his bottom, but Jaejoong could care less as he has a bigger issue coming up at him.
Jaejoong punched on the boy stomach, sending him backwards, at the same time, another boy came up towards him. Jaejoong grabbed the arm aimed towards his face and twisted it backwards until the boy shrieked in pain. He pushed the boy until he landed atop of the previous one. One after another boy came towards him. This time, Jaejoong was stuck because all the remaining four had him in the middle of them.
Jaejoong managed to let out a firm, “Run!” to the still-bewildered girl who eventually obey to his order. Now, Jaejoong was left alone against six high-school boys. Shrugging his bag pack off his shoulder, Jaejoong put on his fisting posture and earned himself sarcastic chuckles.
He was about to kick to the boy when he felt his legs were kicked from behind, sending him straight to his knees. He let out a sharp hiss of pain but he wills himself to stand up again in which the attempt was in vain. A fist collided to his stomach and Jaejoong found himself clutching the injured part. His face scrunched up to the pain.
Then he felt another kick meeting the side of his arm, again and again until he sprawled helplessly on the ground. He found himself hard to breathe due to the continuous beating. Nevertheless, he, with the left energy remained, he stood up his feet. Blood starting oozing out of his side arms, but he ignored it. His left leg shuffled painfully to the boys, yet, before he could do anything, he felt a blow from behind, once again, the cold floor hit against his fragile body. Bile rising his throat and with difficulty, he forced it down. He writhed and struggled in complete pain. He wanted to mouth out his lover’s name but a fist bombarded his face. Finally, he threw up – of blood.
Then, two pairs of arm were pulling him harshly up. He was dragged until his back resting against the wall. Jaejoong no longer had any remaining energy inside of him. He wanted to fight back, to prove himself he was strong enough, but he was nowhere inside the dictionary of being capable on his own. He needed someone to back him up, to protect him from any harm and to be there when he was in pain, because Jaejoong knew he couldn’t survive on his own anymore.
One after another punch was received by Jaejoong’s face and stomach. Blood streamed down from the corner of his mouth and stained his already ripped shirt. Jaejoong’s face was covered with blood and sweat, that it couldn’t be recognized anymore. Jaejoong, in his semi-conscious state, slid down against the wall when he was released, leaving trails of blood stain on the wall. Then, as he touched the ground, he passed out.
“Yah! What do we do now?”
“Leave him here!”
“No! What if someone found him?”
“You’re right!”
“Just kill him and then hide his body. No one will know!”
“Okay,”
A thick metal bar was retrieved from the collection of garbage. The said metal was lifted high in air directed to Jaejoong’s limp body.
Out of sudden, the bar flew out of the boy’s hand.
-------------
“Baby, why aren’t you answering your phone?” Yunho mumbled uncomfortably. Worried was evident in his face.
Suddenly, “Boss, we were able to locate him. Someone must have seen him…”
“Good! Now move!”
-------------
The six boys turned their face towards their back simultaneously. Their eyes widened in shock at the sight in front of them.
They were surrounded by countless number of men in black. Their bodies were strongly-built. Muscles jutted out evidently off their bodies.
Then almost immediately, one by one of the six boys were knocked down. Suddenly, a figure appeared behind the men. This one had a very cold expression on his face that rivaled a very aggressive tiger. They boys could see this man’s hand fisted to a ball until his knuckled turned pale white. They noticed the man’s eyes found their way to the guy they had just beaten up and his expression turned fury. His body heaved in absolute anger that his cheeks reddened. Sharp pair of eye bore to every single one of the boys’ and they could see nothing other than rage in those eyes.
He gestured his head towards the boys and almost immediately, they were dragged by the men in black up to their feet. Each of the boys was held by their arms so they couldn’t move.
“What do you think you are doing?” his voice firm and stern, directed to them. “Who do you think you’re messing up with?” the gang leader grasped one of the boys’ hair and pulled them up harshly to look at him. “Do you have fucking idea who he is?” he spat furiously.
The boy trembled in fear.
Jung Yunho held out his hand and the previous metal bar was handed to him.
“You. Are. So. Damn.Dead.” Yunho hissed and hit the boy in his gut so hardly and harshly until the boy dropped to his knees, clutching the painful area with pained expression. Blood gushed out from his mouth. Yunho repeated the same action to every single boy who hurt his beloved. Every one had the same reaction. More and more blood oozed from their mouth. Screams and yells of pain were ignored completely by Yunho.
As he was finished with his job, Yunho threw the metal bar to the floor with a loud clank. He made his way to his beloved and frowned very hardly. Tears started to stream down his face as he caressed the bloody face, “Baby…” his voice trembled.
Wiping his tear harshly from his face, Yunho spoke firmly to his man, “Finish them off!”
----------------------------------
How life became so unfair like this, Yunho never wanted to know? It was not long ago when Jaejoong was nearly raped, cut his chest, had his terrible fever, and now this?
Seeing his lover in such a fragile state, Yunho had wished he didn’t have too. Those bandages on his forehead, cheek, near his lips…why did life have to be this cruel? Yunho sighed harshly.
A nurse entered Jaejoong’s ward room doing check-ups and Yunho just let her be. And as she exited the room, Jaejoong started stirring from his slumber. Yunho quickly put on his loving smile. “Hey...” Yunho whispered softly. “Sleep well?” he asked as he helped Jaejoong sitting up.
Jaejoong hummed as a reply then smiled at Yunho. “Have you been here long?” he asked as he rested his back against Yunho’s chest.
Closing his eyes, Yunho took in the beautiful sweet scent on Jaejoong’s neck, “Three hours…”
Jaejoong hummed again and enjoyed the soft kisses showered upon his cheek.
“I’m sorry…” Jaejoong nearly missed Yunho’s words.
“Why are you sorry when I’m at the fault?” he said softly.
“I’m sorry for not protecting you…”
“It’s not your fault. I was into helping that girl that I didn’t know I was putting myself in danger,” Jaejoong smiled as an assurance.
Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s waist gently as not to exert much pressure on the injured part. He caressed the clothed skin with so much affection as if indirectly saying he was sorry. As if sensing this, Jaejoong put a hand atop of Yunho’s and pulled Yunho’s hand above his lips. He gave the palm a little kiss and let it dropped on his chest. Jaejoong rested his head on Yunho’s shoulder and gave the cheek a little peck.
“Yunnie…”
“Hmm?”
“You didn’t tell me how you saved me…”
Yunho let out a small chuckle. “You wouldn’t want to know. It was horrible.”
“Really?” Jaejoong’s eyes sparkled in curiosity. “How horrible was it?”
The taller man was about to open his mouth and speak when Siwon suddenly barged in the room. Siwon caught the sight before his eyes and immediately bowed a ‘Sorry’ for interrupting.
“Yes, what is it?” Yunho said, his voice changed to his gang-leader-like voice.
“Can we take it outside?”
“Okay, wait for me outside,” with that Siwon left.
Yunho pulled himself away from Jaejoong slowly as he afraid he might hurt the latter. He pulled his arms away and stood on his feet. Gently, he pushed Jaejoong’s body by the shoulder until he rested on his back, “You wait here,” he whispered softly in front of Jaejoong’s face, “It’ll be quick,” he left a kiss on Jaejoong’s unwounded cheek and went outside.
-------
“Yeah, what is it?” Yunho started as he closed the door behind him.
“The school boys,” Siwon said, “We’ve already did what boss told us to,”
“Are they still alive?” Yunho’s voice went dangerously low.
“Not a single one of them,” Siwon replied with the same tone.
“Good,”
“We’ve discarded the bodies and no one will ever know about it. I assure it,”
“Excellent. Anything else to report?”
“There are quite few more of things but maybe here wasn’t the right place. I’ll bring it up when we are at the head-quarter.”
Yunho nodded. “If there is nothing else, you can go,”
Siwon bowed again before he left.
-------
“What was that?” Yunho was greeted with that question as he entered the ward room. He noticed Jaejoong wasn’t looking at him and was looking outside the window instead as he sat on his bed. Yunho made his way to Jaejoong and sat in front of him.
“What was what, baby?” he took Jaejoong’s hand in his.
“Tell me, Yunho. Are you killing people again?” this time, Jaejoong faced up with Yunho. His eyes were written sadness.
Yunho heaved out a deep breath, “You need rest, baby…”
“Don’t shrug my question like that! Answer me!” Jaejoong was half-yelling.
Yunho bent his head low that the tip of his hair touched Jaejoong’s nose. “They deserved to die,”
“But that doesn’t mean you could kill them like how you kill a fly, Yunnie-ah…” Jaejoong’s voice softened as he brought his hand up to palm Yunho’s cheek.
“They hurt you…”
“But killing is not the only way. You could do anything but death isn’t your job. You don’t know how their family would feel if they know their child is dead in someone’s hand. I’ve felt it once when my parents died, Yunnie-ah. And it’s not a good feeling. You shouldn’t have taken someone’s life when it isn’t their time. Do you understand that, bear?” the last bit was accompanied with a pinch on Yunho’s nose.
Yunho chuckled softly but whole-heartedly. “Yeah, baby… I understand. But next time, if I ever found out you’re hurt even a bit, the one who hurt you may not die but they won’t escape easily,”
They fall silence for a moment.
“Baby, are your lips hurting?” Yunho asked; thumb caressing Jaejoong’s lower lip.
Jaejoong gave a questioning look but shook his head anyway, “No, why?”
“I want to kiss you,”
“Silly, you don’t have to ask,” Jaejoong leaned in and shared a passionate kiss with his hero.
------------------------------------------------
My updating habit is weird. First I took so long then suddenly it was fast again. *Sigh*
Anyway, comments? And forgive errors especially on the fighting scene. It was so hard to write. *wipe sweat*
Also, please visit:
www.winglin.net/fanfic/fanclub
Thank you!