Title: Blue Bloods
Length: Chapter 9/?
Author: Jaeyunniee
Rating: R
Genre: Au. Angst.
Summary: Typical Popular Yunho, Newbie Jaejoong, but with a little twists and turns. Jaejoong had a mysterious past he never had a chance to know. He enter Duchesne Academy and he slowly unfolds his past. What does Yunho have to do with it?
Disclaimer: dbsk and bluebloods arent mine.
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VIII( knock knock, who's there? ..... you. )Chapter 9
“Who? Who did it?”, Jaejoong asked. Yunho was still on top of him.
“I wouldn’t want to scare you”, Yunho replied, still listening to Jaejoong’s steady heartbeat.
“I‘m not a girl.” Jaejoong said in a pissed of tone.
“Yeah I know.”
“Who?,” Jaejoong asked, frustration hinted in his tone.
Yunho sighed, and stood himself up. Uncertainty filled his dark brown eyes. He sat silent for a minute, thinking whether it was best for Jaejoong to know, or whether to save it for later. He decided on the last one. Not now.
“Go to sleep, I‘ve told you too much,” with that he stood up and headed towards his bedroom.
Jaejoong, being the stubborn person as he was, grabbed Yunho’s sleeve. Once he knew he got his attention he put on his pout face. “Please?”
“No.”
Before Jaejoong could even blink, Yunho was out of his room, only heard Yunho’s beautiful chuckled from the other room. Groaning he laid back down on bed, reminiscing on the earlier actions between him and Yunho, he quietly smiled.
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The following night, they went to class. Everything was back to normal after Yoonhee’s death. No one talked about her anymore, to respectfully let her go through the after life.
Changmin wasn’t there today, which made Jaejoong worried. Changmin never skipped class, it was like a sinful thing to do for Changmin. Changmin had been distant these past few weeks, Jaejoong thought maybe it was partially his fault, he hasn’t been hanging out with him lately and maybe he’s upset. After the class Jaejoong decided that he was going to look for Changmin.
He got home and hurriedly knock on Changmin‘s door.
“Changmin?” Jaejoong asked behind the door. He waited a few seconds then he opened the unlocked door.
He stepped in the room. It was dark but not too dark, there was enough light to make out the structures of the room. He heard heavy panting near the bed, it sounded like it was suffering.
“Min?,” Jaejoong asked worriedly while taking cautious steps towards the figure near the bed. Once Jaejoong was in a safe distance, he saw him. His legs were folded in front of him, knees supported his head which he laid on top of it, burying it. Jaejoong could see his fist balled up till it was white, he was trying to fight something.
“Leave me alone,” Changmin muffled, though muffled, Jaejoong heard the hoarse side of it.
“What’s wrong?,” Jaejoong asked, now walking towards and went down on his knees and put his arms around Changmin.
Changmin pushed him away harshly. Jaejoong fell on his back, shocked. This wasn’t Changmin, it couldn’t be. Changmin’s eyes were different, they weren’t the same charming eyes Changmin was blessed with, instead it was dark black, still hinted the same warm brown color, but darkness dominated, it was filled with temptation.
“Go!,” Changmin yelled as he tried to keep his self control, “please” he added almost inducing.
“No, Min there‘s clearly something wrong with you, tell me,” Jaejoong said as he stood up and attempted to come near Changmin. He wasn’t scared, he shouldn’t be. This was Changmin, his best friend. He grabbed Changmin’s shoulders violently and faced him towards him.
Jaejoong was shocked, Changmin looked like he was suffering. He was letting out heavy panting, and his face was flowing with sweat. He looked like he was fighting something, he looked like he was fighting himself. He heart nearly broke, his hand’s trembled. What could be the reason?
“Hyung please,” Changmin said between breaths, his eyes was pleading. Jaejoong cant be hurt, especially not by him.
“Changmin please, I have to help y--” Jaejoong was cut off by Changmin’s violent push. He was once again on the floor, he puts a hand on his shoulders where he has been pushed. It was indeed painful.
Changmin couldn’t help but eye the pale space between Jaejoong’s jaw and collarbone. That’s when he lost it. The thumping was too loud, too tempting. It was almost telling him to come and get them. He could hear them flow, it was too loud for his ears. He lost every self control he contained at that moment.
“You want to help me hyung?,” Changmin asked. His voice change, more dangerous. He went forward and was now face to face with Jaejoong.
Jaejoong figured it out. Changmin’s eyes was completely black right now, like he was possessed, the darkness in his eyes were drowning him. Changmin was thirsty, he had lust for the blood running through Jaejoong’s body. Changmin’s body wont listen to his mind, they needed blood. Jaejoong had to help him, he had to give him his blood, Changmin had done too much for him. He’ll give him just this much.
“Y-yes,” Jaejoong said hoarsely.
Jaejoong felt Changmin’s hot breath on his jaw, and felt it go south to the nape of his neck. This is it. He felt Changmin lick a spot on his neck, his heartbeat went faster.
“Can I?,” Changmin asked, his voice seemed so different, so foreign. This wasn’t him. It was his lust that took over him. But what can Changmin do? They were already in the situation, there’s no way to back out now. Unless…
he, that pureblood, feels Jaejoong’s mind calling out for
him.
Thinking about such thing boiled his lust more. If he had Jaejoong’s blood, he can have him. Jaejoong was his… NO! this wasn’t right. He had to stop himself. Deep within his mind he tried to fight it, he couldn’t do this to both of them, he was being selfish. Stop Changmin, don’t.
His body didn’t listen to his pleading, fangs rose from his teeth, they were dangerously close to Jaejoong’s skin. He let the tip merely touch the skin, not pushing pass through it but barely touch.
Jaejoong felt it, he felt the pointy tip of fangs on top his skin, any moment now, he thought. It was sharp, would it hurt? After a few moments, he just felt it on top of his skin, not doing anything. He opened his eyes, he saw Changmin’s hair in front of him, he still felt the fangs over his neck, yet he didn’t feel anything. Changmin wasn’t doing anything, he looked like he was frozen. Wasn’t he supposed to be feeding now?
“Retract it Changmin,” a familiar melodic voice said, there was a hint of anger in his tone.
A little movement between them could easily bury the strong fangs underneath his skin. They had to be careful. A vampire’s fangs shouldn’t be taken lightly. It was the strongest part of their body, the most dangerous one. A single gulp from Jaejoong’s will send it down.
Someone carefully and slowly removed Changmin off of him. Changmin was paralyzed. Jaejoong saw his eyes, full of guilt and disgust with himself but most of all it was filled with apologies. It was almost brimming with tears.
“Take him to the clinic,” the same voice said, but this time he was closer.
Jaejoong felt hands under his knees and back as someone carried him out the room. He saw Changmin being helped out the door by Junsu and Yoochun. He was shuddering, to shocked from it all, Jaejoong thought that he was going to feed on him. He felt scared, yes, but not a lot. He honestly wanted to help Changmin, he would’ve gave him his all. Then, he felt the boy who was holding him stiffen at his thoughts.
He looked up at Yunho, his eyes hinted revulsion. His handsome face carried an intense expression. Jaejoong wasn’t sure what was the cause of his anger anymore, his thoughts or the earlier events.
“Stop thinking about it,” Yunho said as he laid Jaejoong down on his bed.
“Are you mad?,” Jaejoong asked eyeing him.
“I suppose,” Yunho answered coldly.
“At me?”
Yunho didn’t answer, he put the blanket over Jaejoong’s body. He then started walking towards the door.
“Wait,” Jaejoong said stood up and grabbed Yunho’s hand. His hand felt cold, just like his reaction. Yunho shrugged off Jaejoong’s hand. Folding his arms over his chest.
Jaejoong felt a pang of hurt hit over him as Yunho did that. He put his hands back on his lap, eyes lowering. He heard Yunho sighed. He must’ve read what he was feeling too.
“Not you, anyone but you Jaejoong,” Yunho said now caressing Jaejoong’s cheek, “I just feel angry at Changmin‘s actions today.”
“It‘s not his fault,” Jaejoong said and looked up at Yunho, “Forgive him.”
Jaejoong looked at him, he knew Yunho was strong, who knew what he would do to Changmin it wasn’t going to be good, but nothing happened so nothing should happen. Changmin just needed refreshments, he just woke up after all.
‘
Please..’ he added.
Yunho sighed, “Just this time, I‘ll make an exception.”
“How did you know?”
“What?”
“That Changmin… and me….”
“My heart was oddly racing.”
“…”
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They laid down Changmin on the clinic’s bed. He was sweating yet still looked painfully handsome.
“Min, what are we going to with you?,” Yoochun asked.
“Are you seriously trying to pick a fight with Yunho hyung?” Junsu asked in frustration.
Changmin didn’t answer, but turned his back to them, he didn’t want to talk.
“Okay, we‘ll talk about this tomorrow, here,” Yoochun said setting a pill on the table near his bed, “drink this, this will temporary fulfill your thirst.”
“Changmin, tomorrow you have to take a Red Blood, we don’t know when your blood will take over you again, we cant put anyone in danger. I don’t want you to turn into one of those--.” He shuddered in disgust.
“Yeah, I know,” Changmin mumbled.
Junsu bended down and kissed Changmin’s forehead, “And, don’t do anything with Jaejoong, Yunho‘s a possessive one.”
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Outside Duchesne, a dark figure sat on a large tree. A satisfied smirk plastered across it’s face. It had evil and darkness all over it. He started laughing, he’s evil laugh filled the silence with darkness, sorrow. He was laughing yet his eyes was wrathful, it was… creepy. Then it glowed, for a mere second, the color purple ran across his eyes.
<an: haha, i just came from the circus, and yeah well the dogs were cute. anyways ive been reading twilight, and haha now im on new moon. i suggest you guys read it.. ANYWAYS, hope you enjoyed this one. comments? labbbbbu guys.
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