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The Color Of Confusion [14a/??]
Title: The Color Of Confusion
Pairing: Changmin/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu
Genre: Mystery/Drama
Rating: NC-17 for violence
Idea: Plot idea from Prof.Becket@nanowrimo.org
Warning: Un-beta'd, adult language, and a heavy amount of violence in this chapter
Summary: It used to be peaceful at Chungbuk High School, until a string of murders began happening within the area.
-x-
"Where have you been? I tried calling you last night, but you had your phone off," was the first thing Changmin heard out of his brother when they stepped into the courthouse. He knew that his brother was going to be like this, but it was the only way he could have time for himself and Jaejoong.
"If I had my phone off, then there must've been a reason for it," Changmin told his brother. Yunho rubbed a hand down his face,
"Then, did you at least get my text?"
"I did," Changmin answered.
"A text?" Jaejoong asked next to Changmin. But Changmin ignored the older boy and continued the conversation with his brother,
"So, you want me and Jaejoong to stay quiet while you and Yuri-sshi lead the case?"
"Yes," Yunho answered.
"A lot of good that'll do," came a mocking voice. The three of them turned to see Yoochun with his brother Yoohwan.
"Park Yoochun," Yunho acknowledged with a glare. Yoochun just smiled at the older man,
"Even if you win the case, the families of the victims won't stand still for this. Eventually, the truth will leak out to the media and then you all will be outcasted."
"You're going to take your revenge until the end, aren't you?" Changmin scoffed. Yoochun shot an accusing glare at the tall boy,
"Until the both of you are behind bars or dead beneath the dirt."
Yunho stepped forward, "You're taking your words too far, Park Yoochun!"
Yoochun chuckled, "We'll see who has the last laugh, won't we?"
Yunho clenched his hands into fists when the other boy walked through the doors to the courtroom. He turned to his brother and Jaejoong, putting up a small smile,
"Don't listen to him, you two will make it out fine. Yuri-sshi and I will make sure of it."
At Yunho's promise, both Changmin and Jaejoong begged to differ. They won't ever make it out of this case alive.
-x-
After a small counseling session with Yuri, the four of them headed into the courtroom. Immediately at their presence, hisses and death threats were made towards them, Changmin and Jaejoong in particular. Both Changmin and Jaejoong kept their heads lowered as they walked down the aisle to their seats. Jaejoong stumbled slightly when a hand from his right snagged on his shirt. A security guard quickly came and pulled the hand away from Jaejoong, dragging the elderly man out of the room.
"You'll pay for what you did to my daughter, you fucking freak!"
The doors closed behind the two men and Changmin pulled Jaejoong close to his side,
"You all right?"
Jaejoong nodded, "I'm fine."
Yunho led the two of them to their seats at the front of the room. It was exactly how it was a week ago when they were there; the angry family members and their nervous jitters. This time however, their minds were made up.
"All rise," someone said. The judge walked in and sat down at the head of the room. Seconds later, the same man called out,
"You all may be seated."
The judge then cleared his throat and looked at the papers in front of him,
"We'll continue from last time. Plaintiff, do you have your witness?"
"We confess," Changmin spoke up. The judge opened his mouth to call the boy for speaking out of line when he realized what had been said. Yunho and Yuri looked over at the boy in shock.
Yunho grimaced, "Changmin-ah, what are you saying?"
Changmin held Jaejoong's hand tight between them and repeat his words again, "We confess to the murders of all seven victims."
The whole courtoom erupted into chaos. The gravel banged loudly against the wooden desk and the judge shouted,
"Quiet! Quiet in the courtroom! I said quiet or everyone will be escorted out!"
The noise continued for a few more seconds before the room quieted down. The judge turned to Changmin and Jaejoong,
"So you're saying that you're guilty of the crimes?"
Yunho shook his head, "That's not what he meant --"
"It is," Changmin spoke up and turned to his brother, eyes pleading,
"Please, I just want to atone for my sins. I don't want to cover up something that I know I'm guilty of."
"Changmin-ah . . ."
Changmin turned to the judge, "I plead guilty."
The judge then turned to Jaejoong and Changmin nudged the other boy. Jaejoong sat there, frozen. That morning he was sure that he could go through this, confess his actions, and just give in. But sitting admist the reality that he only played over inside his mind, was a different feeling entirely.
"Jaejoong," Changmin whispered, trying to shake the other boy out of his stupor. Jaejoong blinked, coming back to the present and stared at the younger boy,
"Changmin . . ."
"I know you're ready for this as I am. Please . . . Please don't let me go through this alone," Changmin pleaded. Jaejoong looked down at their tightly, linked hands and bit his lip. He was tired of running. And if Changmin was going to be by his side the rest of the way, then he was fine with it.
"I . . . I plead guilty as well."
"Jung Changmin and Kim Jaejoong are both charged with first degree murder for Park Bo Young . . ."
-x-
"My sister wants to meet with you two. You know who Park Bo Young is, right?"
Jaejoong looked down at his long-time friend, Park Jo Hyun, "Why would she want to meet us?"
Jo Hyun climbed up the monkey bars and sat on the very top next to Jaejoong and shrugged,
"She likes you?"
Jaejoong looked over to Changmin who sat on one of the swings nearby and then back to his friend,
"You're lying, right?"
"No. She told me to ask you two if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight."
"I'm not sure if Yunho-hyung will let me," Changmin stated. Jaejoong sneered at the other boy,
"What an excuse."
Then he turned to his friend with a smile, "We can come over."
Changmin stood up from the swing in shock, "Yah! Who said that you can make the decisions for me?!"
Jaejoong smiled cheekily at the younger boy, "Me . . . Your sexy boyfriend."
Changmin grumbled under his breath and huffed, "Fine."
He turned away from his two friends and fished out his cellphone from his pant pocket and quickly dialed his brother's number. He didn't wait long before his brother answered.
"Hyung? I'm planning to go out tonight. Yeah, I'll be with Jaejoong. Yeah. Yeah, I know. Bye."
"So?" Jaejoong asked, "What did your brother say?
"He said I could stay out, but I have to be home before ten," Changmin answered. Jo Hyun snickered and turned to Jaejoong,
"Don't worry, we'll get the baby home on time. Won't we, Jaejoong?"
Jaejoong nodded with a laugh, but Changmin didn't find the joke funny.
-x-
They arrived at Jo Hyun's house minutes later and the door opened, revealing the girl on the other side.
"You actually came."
Jo Hyun smiled, "I told you they would, sis. Now can you let them in?"
Changmin and Jaejoong both noticed the slight flinch from Bo Young when their friend stood next to her. They both brushed the action off, believing that maybe she didn't like the fact that he smelled of sweat.
"Oh!" Bo Young smiled, "Come in, come in."
Changmin walked in through the door and immediately picked up a delicious aroma wafting in the air, "Is that dinner?"
Bo Young giggled at his words while Jaejoong smacked the young boy on the back for only worrying about satisfying his stomach,
"I'm sorry for his behavior."
Bo Young giggled again, "That's all right. I like it when a guy is honest."
She walked into the kitchen to bring out bowls of food while Changmin offered to help set the table. Jo Hyun and Jaejoong sat waiting at the dining table, making small talk before the food was finally served. Jaejoong noticed with surprise that the two siblings didn't even sit next to each other as Bo Young pulled Changmin to sit next to her.
"Eat up, okay?" Bo Young said to them, to which Changmin replied enthusiastically,
"I will!"
Jaejoong could tell that there was something going on between his friend and his sister, but he didn't know what it was.
"Excuse me while I go to the restroom," Jo Hyun excused himself and left the table. But before Jaejoong could tell his friend that it wasn't needed to announce such things in his own home, Bo Young spoke up once her brother was out of earshot,
"Why are you friends with him?"
Both Changmin and Jaejoong were shocked and confused at her tone.
"Excuse me?"
Bo Young placed her chopsticks down, "I'm asking why you're hanging out with a fag like him?"
Changmin and Jaejoong looked at each other from across the table and Changmin turned to the girl,
"We --"
"Did he tell you that he was straight and that he likes girls?" the girl scoffed, "Well, to tell you the truth, he's gay and it's disgusting. Don't you think so? I bet you're repulsed by the news. I was too when I found out."
Changmin and Jaejoong stared down at their bowls while Bo Young stood up from the table and walked into the kitchen. Jaejoong was the first to get up from his seat and walked into the kitchen after the girl. Changmin stumbled out of his seat in shock at his boyfriend's sudden action,
"Jae --"
"So, you're ashamed of your brother because he likes guys?" Jaejoong asked. Bo Young turned around at the sink and laughed at the question,
"Ashamed? No, I'm not ashamed at all. I just wished that such people should die off the planet. I don't want a brother like him. I want a normal --"
Jaejoong blinked and wondered why Bo Young suddenly stopped talking and why he was standing just inches away from her. He then felt something sticky and warm on his hands. He looked at Bo Young's shocked face and then down at his hands.
"J-Jaejoong-sshi . . . Why?"
Blood was staining the front of her shirt and it leaked out from the wound on her stomach and onto his hands. How did he end up holding a kitchen knife?
In confusion and guilt, Jaejoong stepped back, pulling the knife out. Bo Young fell to her knees, clutching her wound with a pained expression.
"Jae -- What the hell just happened?!" Changmin rushed in to find the girl on the floor bleeding and his boyfriend holding a bloodied knife. He walked over to Jaejoong and forced the other boy around,
"What the hell did you do?!"
Jaejoong stared blankly at the blood on his hands, "I-I don't know . . ."
"Why are you guys in -- Sis!"
Jo Hyun immediately rushed across the kitchen to his sister's side. With the last of her strength, Bo Young pushed her brother away,
"Get away!"
Despite her words, Jo Hyun continued to try and help his sister.
"Why are you helping her?" Jaejoong's voice shook. Jo Hyun glared up at his friend,
"I didn't know you had this side to you, Jaejoong-ah. To think I was friends with a killer."
"She wished you were dead!" Jaejoong shouted, taking a glance at the girl in his friend's lap. Jo Hyun pulled out his cellphone and called 119, trying to relay what was happening and when he started to tell them who the perpetrator was, Changmin snatched the phone away and hung up.
"Don't you dare," Changmin glared. Jo Hyun held his sister tight,
"I want the both of you out."
Jaejoong stared at the girl, "You still care for her, even when she calls you disgusting? Do you even know what she said when you were gone?!"
"I don't care. She's still my sister. Now get out!"
Changmin placed the cellphone on the kitchen counter as Jo Hyun stood up after laying his sister in a comfortable position. Both Changmin and Jaejoong were halfway out the door when they heard their friend calling the authorities again. In a rush, Changmin was over at Jo Hyun, trying to rip the device out of his friend's hands.
"You'll both be charged for murder!" Jo Hyun shouted. Jaejoong watched the struggle with the bloodied knife still in his hands, tears streaming his face.
"She hates you and you don't even care," Jaejoong whispered, taking a step forward. The struggle between Changmin and Jo Hyun continued.
"I can't let you go on believing that it's okay for people to hate you for loving someone of the same gender," Jaejoong whispered. Jo Hyun successfully pushed Changmin away, taking back control of his phone. He started to speak into the receiver, but the words caught in his throat at the pain coming from his abdomen. He looked down to find a knife lodged into his body and then looked up at the person holding the knife,
"Jaejoong-ah . . . Why?"
Jaejoong cried, tears streamed down his face, "I'm sorry, Jo Hyun. I'm so sorry."
The knife was wrenched out and he fell to his knees, mouth open in silent pain. The phone fell from his hands.
"I'm sorry," Jaejoong said before plunging the knife back in again.
-x-
Jaejoong closed his eyes at the memory, forcing himself not to cry. He had been telling himself since that day, that it was all for his friend. Changmin was also reminded of the memory and held Jaejoong's hand tighter.
"Son YeJin . . . " the judge continued.
-x-
"YeJin! Over here!"
"You look pretty today!"
"Nevermind that. Have you heard that Park Bo Young was found murdered at her home last night? People speculate that it's her brother who did it and then called for an ambulance. I think he felt guilty so he committed suicide afterwards."
Changmin and Jaejoong looked up from their lunches to the table diagonally from them. The previous night was still fresh in their minds and they didn't want to come back to school feeling shaken. But, life had to go on.
"They're wrong," Jaejoong whispered bitterly, "Jo Hyun isn't the type to kill anyone, especially his precious sister."
At the thought of the girl, Jaejoong bit the inside of his cheeks.
"Well . . . it's because he's like that, that's why he went crazy. Those types of people, you never know what they can become," a girl said. Changmin gripped his plastic fork tightly.
"I hope he burns in Hell for killing such a sweet girl like Bo Young. She didn't deserve to die," YeJin pouted. Changmin stared heatedly at the group of girls. One girl in particular spotted his gaze and leaned in,
"YeJin-ah . . . Jung Changmin's looking over here."
Jaejoong's ears perked up at the mention of his boyfriend's name. After they had mentioned his best friend's name, he tuned the world out and began planning the girls' demise. But hearing Changmin's name from their lips, he realized that maybe he could use his boyfriend to lure them into their trap.
He leaned over to the taller boy, trying not to make eye contact with the group of girls and whispered into his boyfriend's ear of his plan. When he drew back after relaying his message, one look at Changmin's kicked puppy pout, and he wanted to reach over and pinch Changmin's cheeks.
"You want to kill her for saying those things about Jo Hyun, don't you?" Jaejoong chided his boyfriend and Changmin's expression hardened. Changmin turned back to the girls and focused his attention on one particular person. Jaejoong squeezed Changmin's arm, signaling the other boy that he should go over and put their plan into motion.
Changmin stood up, pushing his lunch plate away before walking over to the group of girls, his gaze on YeJin never faltering for a second. He had to make them believe that he was coming for her and no one else.
He plastered on a smile once he reached the table and looked over at YeJin,
"Hi."
The group of girls chorused their greetings at him and Changmin could feel his boyfriend's eyes at his back, watching to see if he was doing a good job in luring the girl.
Changmin smiled at his target, "YeJin-nuna . . . I don't know if I'm your type, but can you give me a chance? I've liked you for a long time and wondered if you'll be my girlfriend?"
The girls began chatting happily at the announcement and ushered YeJin to accept the proposal.
"Y-Yes," the girl breathed, "I would love to be your girlfriend."
Changmin forced himself to smile and reached out to hold her hand, "I'm happy to hear that."
-x-
"Do you have any hand sanitizer? I need to erase her stupidity off me," was the first thing Changmin said when he and Jaejoong reached their secret, favorite spot on the school's rooftop. Jaejoong chuckled at the disgusted look on the younger boy's face and took the infected hands in his own and bringing it to his lips,
"I could kiss it away for you, if you'd like?"
Changmin yanked his hands away, "And soil your lips? No way."
He squeezed some hand sanitizer onto his hands when Jaejoong offered him the small bottle. Jaejoong loved it when Changmin was protective of him. It made him feel all bubbly inside.
It was quiet for a bit until Jaejoong spoke up,
"Go have dinner with her tonight."
Changmin stopped rubbing his hands together, "What? Already? Isn't that a bit too fast? Wouldn't she be suspicious?"
Jaejoong nodded with pursed lips, "Maybe. But she wouldn't mind it. Besides, it'd be best if we get rid of her quickly."
Changmin sighed, "But I can't show up at her door without a gift."
Jaejoong smiled, "I've already thought of one. Don't worry, just make plans with her before school ends and then I'll go shopping for your gift."
"Do you even know what she likes?" Changmin asked with a roll of his eyes. Jaejoong smacked him on the back,
"I said that I got it covered. Just worry about making a good impression so that she doesn't feel like something's weird. Okay?"
"Fine," Changmin sighed, "What time do you think I should be there?"
Jaejoong smacked him again, "You're hopeless, you know that?"
-x-
It was almost 7pm, the time that Changmin planned to meet at his supposed girlfriend's house for dinner. They both arrived at the place as Jaejoong took another look at his boyfriend,
"Make sure that no one sees you, okay?"
Changmin nodded, smoothing out the wrinkles on his black shirt. Jaejoong bit his lip at how handsome his boyfriend looked and how he had to show him off to a girl that they both hated. It was unfair.
"Why does she have to look at you like this? I wish we didn't have to go through with this plan so I can take you back home and kiss you," Jaejoong pouted. Changmin leaned forward, eyebrows raised in a challenge,
"Then kiss me."
Jaejoong took advantage of the command and pushed his lips harshly against Changmin's and wound his hand around the taller boy's neck, running a hand through the soft, brown locks and ruining his work that took hours to style perfectly.
Changmin pulled away reluctantly when he felt the tug on his hair and retracted his hand that had found its way inside his boyfriend's pants and was gripping one of the fleshy globes.
Jaejoong chuckled at how his boyfriend looked, hair askewed and shirt rumpled,
"You look ravished."
Changmin smirked, fixing his hair, "Not as much as you do right now."
Jaejoong thrusted a small package against the taller boy's chest,
"Here. The present that you're going to give to her. Make sure she's wearing it before you kill her, okay? Don't forget. It's crucial to the plan."
"What if I can't get her to put it on?" Changmin frowned.
"Then my plan will all be for naught. It has to go according to plan," Jaejoong said with a glare.
"Fine," Changmin sighed, "I won't forget."
-x-
"Here . . ." Changmin presented the gift once the door opened. YeJin blushed, taking the package into her hands,
"Omo, I'm so lucky. Can I open this now?"
"You can," Changmin said with a nod, but his mind was already on the food that he could smell in the air.
'I should go on these fake dates more often so I can get free homemade food,' Changmin thought.
"Lipstick?"
Changmin turned his attention back on the girl,
"You don't like it? I wasn't sure what girls want for a gift, so I just assumed . . ."
"No . . . I love it," YeJin smiled, eyes twinkling in happiness.
"Good," Changmin breathed, walking in through the doorway,
"So what are we having? It smells delicious."
"I made tacos. I know that it's not Korean --" YeJin began with a nervous tone, but Changmin cut her off with a grin,
"No, I love trying other types of food and not just Korean dishes."
The girl sighed in relief, "I was worried that I might've scared you away with a Mexican dish. But I guess you're just as adventurous about food as I am. Wait at the table, okay? I want to put this on."
Changmin watched YeJin disappear into the bathroom down the hall before walking further into the apartment to find the dining table, recalling the girl's earlier words and scoffed,
"Lucky? More like unlucky."
-x-
"How long have you been cooking? You don't seem like the type that would cook," Changmin asked, taking a seat on the couch after having a nice, silent dinner. YeJin came back into the living room with two steaming cups of tea in each hand,
"I haven't been cooking long. And even though I wished that my boyfriend would cook for me, it's expected for us females to have already learned that skill. So, I didn't want to disappoint."
"You didn't," Changmin sipped his hot tea, "The food was delicious."
"Thanks," YeJin ducked her head in embarrassment and took a sip of her own tea. Changmin gave a quick glance outside through the open balcony doors and spotted a few lights from nearby buildings. It was time to execute Jaejoong's plan.
He stood up from his seat and turned to YeJin,
"Want to go out onto the balcony for some fresh air? I can show you some constellations."
YeJin nodded, "I love looking at the stars."
Changmin stood out onto the balcony and surveyed the other buildings around them. There were still a bit more lights on than he wanted, which meant that he had to draw out the time for a while more.
"Oh! There's Cassiopeia," Changmin pointed and pulled YeJin close with his left arm. He could feel her body stiffen at their contact, but then she slowly melted into his embrace.
"You see those stars forming a 'W' shape?" Changmin wondered and YeJin nodded,
"It's beautiful . . ."
Changmin took a quick look at the buildings around them before he shoved her over the railing with a scowl,
"It is."
The only thing he heard as he turned back into the apartment, was the sound of her screams and a dull, thump on the ground.
-x-
Changmin opened his eyes when the memory faded. To this day, he never felt any guilt or remorse for what had happened. And ever since that day, the media dubbed them as the Lipstick Murderer.
"Kim Hee-Sun . . ." the judge continued to list.
-x-
"I couldn't believe it when they opened a gay host bar across the street from us. They're so shameless, trying to steal our customers."
Both Changmin and Jaejoong decided to spend their romantic lunch time up at their favorite spot, but somehow their intimate moment was cut short when the door to the rooftop pushed open and a group of girls walked into the open space. They both hid behind one of the air turbines and listened quietly.
"We're more prettier than they are and our skin is softer as well. Why would guys want to hit on someone who is just like them in every way?"
"We'll just have to work harder, Hee-Sun-ah. I think I can gather more revealing clothes before tonight. I'm sure with one look at us, they wouldn't even want to go into a building full of girly boys," one girl said. Changmin scoffed into Jaejoong's ear as he tried to look between the fan blades of the fan they were hiding behind. Jaejoong squirmed at the weight his boyfriend was putting on his back and hissed,
"Get off. You're heavy."
Changmin quirked an eyebrow, "Am not."
"Let's go, there's lots to do tonight," Hee-Sun stated and with her group of followers, they left the rooftop. Jaejoong sagged onto the floor and popped a kimbap into his mouth, chewing slowly as he thought,
"We're going after Hee-Sun-nuna this time, right?"
Changmin sat back down as well and sipped at his water, "It seems so. Are you doing the honors this time?"
Jaejoong hummed, taking another kimbap into his mouth, "She seems like my kind of type. I think I'll have her under my thumb in no time."
Changmin choked on a seasoned vegetable, "Your type? So you're saying that she and I are the same?"
Jaejoong furrowed his brow and pounded the younger's back as the other finally stopped coughing,
"No. You're much better than her and more handsome. I'm just saying that she's easy to manipulate, that's all."
Changmin was offended, "I am not easy to manipulate."
"You are," Jaejoong said flippantly, "Even your brother will agree with me on this."
Changmin huffed, "Whatever. So what's your plan this time?"
"I'll be a paying customer of course," Jaejoong said, packing up the lunch boxes.
"But we're still students. We can't be seen around those parts or we'll be expelled from school," Changmin hissed. Jaejoong sighed, folding the picnic blanket and placing the item into his backpack and turned to the younger boy,
"You don't think I know that? It's the only way I can get close to her."
"So I'm guessing that it's not only tonight that we're going there?" Changmin droned. Jaejoong shot a glare at his boyfriend's troubled expression,
"If you're that afraid of getting kicked out, then don't accompany me. I'll be fine doing this alone."
Changmin watched his boyfriend leave the rooftop as he worried his bottom lip with his teeth. They would be in so much trouble if someone were to find out.
-x-
"So have you changed your mind?" Jaejoong asked, fixing his clothes in his bedroom mirror. It was 6pm and he decided to change into a new set of clothes and prepare a good amount of cash for that night. However, before he could leave the house, his scaredy-cat of a boyfriend decided to appear at his door. The figure in particular leaned against the door frame and watched him get dressed for a while before standing to his full height,
"You're right."
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow and turned to the taller boy, "About?"
"That . . . I'm easy to manipulate," Changmin confessed, albiet reluctantly. Jaejoong chuckled,
"See? So are you going with me inside or --"
"I'll be outside so we can make a quick escape," Changmin answered. Jaejoong smiled, picking the last lint off his shirt and turned to the taller boy,
"You'd make a great sidekick. Now, let's go. I want to see this gay host bar. I hope there are some handsome guys there."
Changmin made a noise of shock and followed after the smaller boy downstairs, "I won't let you!"
-x-
"Wow," Jaejoong gave a low whistle, seeing the two host bars on each side of him. The street was busy, but not as busy as he had hoped. He wished that there were more people around so that they could blend themselves in better and make it harder for people from school to spot them. But they had to make do with what they had.
"There's Hee-Sun-nuna!" Changmin whispered with a shake to Jaejoong's shoulder. Jaejoong looked over to see the girl wearing a very revealing purple v-neck dress, the neckline dipped right between her breasts and stopping just below her bellybutton. The straps of her dress were clear beads strung together and around her neck hung a simple 18K white gold fancy diamond necklace that her sugar daddy probably bought for her.
"I'll be out soon, don't get jealous while waiting for me," Jaejoong said with a smile and walked over to the girl. Changmin scoffed,
"Why should I be jealous about a girl when you're not even attracted to females in general?"
-x-
Jaejoong stood purposely in her line of sight as he turned to look at the gay host bar. There were definitely better options there than the girls behind him.
"Jaejoong-oppa?"
Jaejoong smiled at the voice, but when he turned to face her, he replaced his expression with one of shock,
"Um, do I know you?"
"You're Kim Jaejoong, from Chungbuk high school. I've seen you around with Jung Changmin a lot. What are you doing around here?" the girl didn't seem to be nervous at all of the fact that she was caught around this particular district.
Jaejoong shrugged, spotting Changmin heading into an alleyway, "I got lost."
An arm wormed its way around his left arm and a body was pressed flush against his side,
"Don't tell me you're going to leave? How about I buy you a drink and then after my shift ends, I'll take you to wherever you want?"
Jaejoong looked down at the girl and tried not to wrinkle his nose at how much perfume was exuding off of her body,
"But if someone sees . . ."
"Don't worry! I'll have my friend pay them off!" Hee-Sun promised.
'You mean your sugar daddy,' Jaejoong thought.
"A free drink? You won't charge me?"
Hee-Sun nodded enthusiastically, "I promise. If you spend the night with me, of course."
He thought about it. There was no way he was going to turn down free alcohol. He smiled,
"Sure."
-x-
Changmin watched from the alleyway as his boyfriend made small talk with the girl and scowled at the linked hands. He mentally smacked himself, reminding that he shouldn't be jealous. It was just a girl. A body with breasts and curves and a vagina. He shuddered at the image.
"And why is he giving her a smile like that? He's going overboard with his affections," Changmin growled. When both Hee-Sun and Jaejoong disappeared into the building, Changmin laid his head back on the wall behind him. Maybe he should've gone instead?
However, he didn't have to wait long, probably and hour or two, before he finally spotted Jaejoong walking out with Hee-Sun still stuck to his side like a bad fungus. They walk the path away from him and so he followed after them.
"Can you believe that, oppa? Those gay freaks opened their business in front of ours. Showing their affections towards one another in public is so disgusting. They should all die off so that they can never corrupt future generations," Hee-Sun sneered when one of the male host walked out of the gay host club and kissed a customer's hand.
Jaejoong tried hard to restrain himself from pushing the girl off his arm. But he needed her trust. Her death would come soon at the right time.
"But I'm glad that oppa isn't like them. It'd be a waste if you were," Hee-Sun continued.
"You can drop me off here," Jaejoong said suddenly, disappointing the girl on his arm. He couldn't stand being with her for one more minute. Any longer and he'd go crazy.
"Oh . . ." Hee-Sun looked around, "You sure?"
"Yeah, I recognize the area. Thank you, nuna."
Hee-Sun blushed, "Anytime. I'll see you at school tomorrow?"
Jaejoong answered with a nod and waved her goodbye. It wasn't until she disappeared into the crowd of people, that he felt a push in the back. He turned to shout at the person for bumping into him, but it was only his boyfriend.
"Changmin-ah."
"Why were you all smiley with her?" Changmin asked with a glare. Jaejoong turned away,
"That's none of your business."
"It is too. Now tell me," Changmin pouted with a huff. Jaejoong sighed,
"If I tell you, you're going to kill her before I do."
Changmin narrowed his eyes, "You mean . . ?"
"It's best that you didn't hear what she said."
Changmin frowned, "So what are we going to do about this?"
"Well, I was planning to see her again tomorrow and then execute my plan," Jaejoong said, but Changmin just shook his head and pointed to his stomach,
"No. I mean about my dinner."
Jaejoong scowled, baring his teeth at the younger boy, "Why did I get the handsome boy with a black hole for a stomach?"
-x-
The next day at school, Jaejoong successfully avoided Hee-Sun and her group of followers. But he knew that he'd have to meet with her later that night. He promised that he would visit her.
"Oppa! You're here!"
Jaejoong walked into the host bar and tried to find Hee-Sun. At her voice, he found her sitting with a gentleman, probably in his mid-fourties. Jaejoong gave a nervous smile over to the man who was smoking a cigar and dangerously leering at him through his brown sunglasses.
Hee-Sun pulled him away with a smile, "Don't worry about him. He's always jealous of the guys around me."
"Can we go around the back? I want to tell you something," He wanted to be where no one could see them.
"Something?" Hee-Sun was anxious to what he would tell her and rolled her eyes when she passed by her jealous co-workers. Jaejoong pushed the door open and let Hee-Sun walk out first before he followed after her. The door closed heavily behind him. He turned to the girl leaning against the railing of the small stairway they were on.
"I want you to break up with that man."
He could see that she was happy with his words. She cocked her head to the side,
"I never thought that you could be so possessive, oppa. It's a good look on you."
"Do you want me or that man?" Jaejoong moved closer so that he pressed up against her front, breath fanning over her ear. He felt her shiver against his body and then saw her nod a bit,
"You. I want you, oppa."
Jaejoong trailed his hands down from her shoulders to her thin waist, "You sure you won't betray me with those men in there?"
Hee-Sun reached up to cup his cheek, "I rather have you touch me than those men any day."
He forced himself not to flinch when she moved closer and pressed her glossy lips on his. He tightened his hold on her waist when he felt her tongue swipe at his bottom lip. It felt disgusting.
Jaejoong pulled back from the hug and glowered at her dazed look,
"Once a slut, always a slut."
"O-Oppa," Hee-Sun blinked in confusion. Jaejoong smirked,
"Do you know why you should die?"
"What? What are you talking about, oppa?" Hee-Sun tried to reach for him, but Jaejoong moved away as much as the stairway allowed him.
"Because you're scum, for belittling someone based on who they love."
"I don't understand," Hee-Sun sucked in a breath when he grasped her chin tightly in his hand,
"You don't? Then let me remind you of your words to me just yesterday. These were your exact words: Showing their affections towards one another in public is so disgusting. They should all die off so that they can never corrupt future generations."
With his last word, he pushed her down the flight of stairs, smiling when he saw her twisted form and eyes still wide in shock. He walked down the stairs and pulled out the lipstick. He quickly wiped away her lipstick with his hankerchief and applied his own lipstick onto her lips. Before he pulled away and escaping out of the alleyway, he looked down at the body,
"Don't worry about the next generation, Hee-Sun-nuna . . . They won't be corrupted because I finally got rid of the main problem."
-x-
"She deserved every bit of it," Jaejoong sneered under his breath.
"Jaejoong!" Changmin hissed, hearing the words and nudged his boyfriend in the shoulder. Jaejoong bit his lip at the slip of the tongue and fearfully looked up at the judge who stared back at them.
"Moon Geun Young . . ." the judge tore his gaze off the two of them to continue reading the victims off the list in front of him.
Previous Chapter // Part B
Pairing: Changmin/Jaejoong, Yoochun/Junsu
Genre: Mystery/Drama
Rating: NC-17 for violence
Idea: Plot idea from Prof.Becket@nanowrimo.org
Warning: Un-beta'd, adult language, and a heavy amount of violence in this chapter
Summary: It used to be peaceful at Chungbuk High School, until a string of murders began happening within the area.
-x-
"Where have you been? I tried calling you last night, but you had your phone off," was the first thing Changmin heard out of his brother when they stepped into the courthouse. He knew that his brother was going to be like this, but it was the only way he could have time for himself and Jaejoong.
"If I had my phone off, then there must've been a reason for it," Changmin told his brother. Yunho rubbed a hand down his face,
"Then, did you at least get my text?"
"I did," Changmin answered.
"A text?" Jaejoong asked next to Changmin. But Changmin ignored the older boy and continued the conversation with his brother,
"So, you want me and Jaejoong to stay quiet while you and Yuri-sshi lead the case?"
"Yes," Yunho answered.
"A lot of good that'll do," came a mocking voice. The three of them turned to see Yoochun with his brother Yoohwan.
"Park Yoochun," Yunho acknowledged with a glare. Yoochun just smiled at the older man,
"Even if you win the case, the families of the victims won't stand still for this. Eventually, the truth will leak out to the media and then you all will be outcasted."
"You're going to take your revenge until the end, aren't you?" Changmin scoffed. Yoochun shot an accusing glare at the tall boy,
"Until the both of you are behind bars or dead beneath the dirt."
Yunho stepped forward, "You're taking your words too far, Park Yoochun!"
Yoochun chuckled, "We'll see who has the last laugh, won't we?"
Yunho clenched his hands into fists when the other boy walked through the doors to the courtroom. He turned to his brother and Jaejoong, putting up a small smile,
"Don't listen to him, you two will make it out fine. Yuri-sshi and I will make sure of it."
At Yunho's promise, both Changmin and Jaejoong begged to differ. They won't ever make it out of this case alive.
-x-
After a small counseling session with Yuri, the four of them headed into the courtroom. Immediately at their presence, hisses and death threats were made towards them, Changmin and Jaejoong in particular. Both Changmin and Jaejoong kept their heads lowered as they walked down the aisle to their seats. Jaejoong stumbled slightly when a hand from his right snagged on his shirt. A security guard quickly came and pulled the hand away from Jaejoong, dragging the elderly man out of the room.
"You'll pay for what you did to my daughter, you fucking freak!"
The doors closed behind the two men and Changmin pulled Jaejoong close to his side,
"You all right?"
Jaejoong nodded, "I'm fine."
Yunho led the two of them to their seats at the front of the room. It was exactly how it was a week ago when they were there; the angry family members and their nervous jitters. This time however, their minds were made up.
"All rise," someone said. The judge walked in and sat down at the head of the room. Seconds later, the same man called out,
"You all may be seated."
The judge then cleared his throat and looked at the papers in front of him,
"We'll continue from last time. Plaintiff, do you have your witness?"
"We confess," Changmin spoke up. The judge opened his mouth to call the boy for speaking out of line when he realized what had been said. Yunho and Yuri looked over at the boy in shock.
Yunho grimaced, "Changmin-ah, what are you saying?"
Changmin held Jaejoong's hand tight between them and repeat his words again, "We confess to the murders of all seven victims."
The whole courtoom erupted into chaos. The gravel banged loudly against the wooden desk and the judge shouted,
"Quiet! Quiet in the courtroom! I said quiet or everyone will be escorted out!"
The noise continued for a few more seconds before the room quieted down. The judge turned to Changmin and Jaejoong,
"So you're saying that you're guilty of the crimes?"
Yunho shook his head, "That's not what he meant --"
"It is," Changmin spoke up and turned to his brother, eyes pleading,
"Please, I just want to atone for my sins. I don't want to cover up something that I know I'm guilty of."
"Changmin-ah . . ."
Changmin turned to the judge, "I plead guilty."
The judge then turned to Jaejoong and Changmin nudged the other boy. Jaejoong sat there, frozen. That morning he was sure that he could go through this, confess his actions, and just give in. But sitting admist the reality that he only played over inside his mind, was a different feeling entirely.
"Jaejoong," Changmin whispered, trying to shake the other boy out of his stupor. Jaejoong blinked, coming back to the present and stared at the younger boy,
"Changmin . . ."
"I know you're ready for this as I am. Please . . . Please don't let me go through this alone," Changmin pleaded. Jaejoong looked down at their tightly, linked hands and bit his lip. He was tired of running. And if Changmin was going to be by his side the rest of the way, then he was fine with it.
"I . . . I plead guilty as well."
"Jung Changmin and Kim Jaejoong are both charged with first degree murder for Park Bo Young . . ."
-x-
"My sister wants to meet with you two. You know who Park Bo Young is, right?"
Jaejoong looked down at his long-time friend, Park Jo Hyun, "Why would she want to meet us?"
Jo Hyun climbed up the monkey bars and sat on the very top next to Jaejoong and shrugged,
"She likes you?"
Jaejoong looked over to Changmin who sat on one of the swings nearby and then back to his friend,
"You're lying, right?"
"No. She told me to ask you two if you wanted to come over for dinner tonight."
"I'm not sure if Yunho-hyung will let me," Changmin stated. Jaejoong sneered at the other boy,
"What an excuse."
Then he turned to his friend with a smile, "We can come over."
Changmin stood up from the swing in shock, "Yah! Who said that you can make the decisions for me?!"
Jaejoong smiled cheekily at the younger boy, "Me . . . Your sexy boyfriend."
Changmin grumbled under his breath and huffed, "Fine."
He turned away from his two friends and fished out his cellphone from his pant pocket and quickly dialed his brother's number. He didn't wait long before his brother answered.
"Hyung? I'm planning to go out tonight. Yeah, I'll be with Jaejoong. Yeah. Yeah, I know. Bye."
"So?" Jaejoong asked, "What did your brother say?
"He said I could stay out, but I have to be home before ten," Changmin answered. Jo Hyun snickered and turned to Jaejoong,
"Don't worry, we'll get the baby home on time. Won't we, Jaejoong?"
Jaejoong nodded with a laugh, but Changmin didn't find the joke funny.
-x-
They arrived at Jo Hyun's house minutes later and the door opened, revealing the girl on the other side.
"You actually came."
Jo Hyun smiled, "I told you they would, sis. Now can you let them in?"
Changmin and Jaejoong both noticed the slight flinch from Bo Young when their friend stood next to her. They both brushed the action off, believing that maybe she didn't like the fact that he smelled of sweat.
"Oh!" Bo Young smiled, "Come in, come in."
Changmin walked in through the door and immediately picked up a delicious aroma wafting in the air, "Is that dinner?"
Bo Young giggled at his words while Jaejoong smacked the young boy on the back for only worrying about satisfying his stomach,
"I'm sorry for his behavior."
Bo Young giggled again, "That's all right. I like it when a guy is honest."
She walked into the kitchen to bring out bowls of food while Changmin offered to help set the table. Jo Hyun and Jaejoong sat waiting at the dining table, making small talk before the food was finally served. Jaejoong noticed with surprise that the two siblings didn't even sit next to each other as Bo Young pulled Changmin to sit next to her.
"Eat up, okay?" Bo Young said to them, to which Changmin replied enthusiastically,
"I will!"
Jaejoong could tell that there was something going on between his friend and his sister, but he didn't know what it was.
"Excuse me while I go to the restroom," Jo Hyun excused himself and left the table. But before Jaejoong could tell his friend that it wasn't needed to announce such things in his own home, Bo Young spoke up once her brother was out of earshot,
"Why are you friends with him?"
Both Changmin and Jaejoong were shocked and confused at her tone.
"Excuse me?"
Bo Young placed her chopsticks down, "I'm asking why you're hanging out with a fag like him?"
Changmin and Jaejoong looked at each other from across the table and Changmin turned to the girl,
"We --"
"Did he tell you that he was straight and that he likes girls?" the girl scoffed, "Well, to tell you the truth, he's gay and it's disgusting. Don't you think so? I bet you're repulsed by the news. I was too when I found out."
Changmin and Jaejoong stared down at their bowls while Bo Young stood up from the table and walked into the kitchen. Jaejoong was the first to get up from his seat and walked into the kitchen after the girl. Changmin stumbled out of his seat in shock at his boyfriend's sudden action,
"Jae --"
"So, you're ashamed of your brother because he likes guys?" Jaejoong asked. Bo Young turned around at the sink and laughed at the question,
"Ashamed? No, I'm not ashamed at all. I just wished that such people should die off the planet. I don't want a brother like him. I want a normal --"
Jaejoong blinked and wondered why Bo Young suddenly stopped talking and why he was standing just inches away from her. He then felt something sticky and warm on his hands. He looked at Bo Young's shocked face and then down at his hands.
"J-Jaejoong-sshi . . . Why?"
Blood was staining the front of her shirt and it leaked out from the wound on her stomach and onto his hands. How did he end up holding a kitchen knife?
In confusion and guilt, Jaejoong stepped back, pulling the knife out. Bo Young fell to her knees, clutching her wound with a pained expression.
"Jae -- What the hell just happened?!" Changmin rushed in to find the girl on the floor bleeding and his boyfriend holding a bloodied knife. He walked over to Jaejoong and forced the other boy around,
"What the hell did you do?!"
Jaejoong stared blankly at the blood on his hands, "I-I don't know . . ."
"Why are you guys in -- Sis!"
Jo Hyun immediately rushed across the kitchen to his sister's side. With the last of her strength, Bo Young pushed her brother away,
"Get away!"
Despite her words, Jo Hyun continued to try and help his sister.
"Why are you helping her?" Jaejoong's voice shook. Jo Hyun glared up at his friend,
"I didn't know you had this side to you, Jaejoong-ah. To think I was friends with a killer."
"She wished you were dead!" Jaejoong shouted, taking a glance at the girl in his friend's lap. Jo Hyun pulled out his cellphone and called 119, trying to relay what was happening and when he started to tell them who the perpetrator was, Changmin snatched the phone away and hung up.
"Don't you dare," Changmin glared. Jo Hyun held his sister tight,
"I want the both of you out."
Jaejoong stared at the girl, "You still care for her, even when she calls you disgusting? Do you even know what she said when you were gone?!"
"I don't care. She's still my sister. Now get out!"
Changmin placed the cellphone on the kitchen counter as Jo Hyun stood up after laying his sister in a comfortable position. Both Changmin and Jaejoong were halfway out the door when they heard their friend calling the authorities again. In a rush, Changmin was over at Jo Hyun, trying to rip the device out of his friend's hands.
"You'll both be charged for murder!" Jo Hyun shouted. Jaejoong watched the struggle with the bloodied knife still in his hands, tears streaming his face.
"She hates you and you don't even care," Jaejoong whispered, taking a step forward. The struggle between Changmin and Jo Hyun continued.
"I can't let you go on believing that it's okay for people to hate you for loving someone of the same gender," Jaejoong whispered. Jo Hyun successfully pushed Changmin away, taking back control of his phone. He started to speak into the receiver, but the words caught in his throat at the pain coming from his abdomen. He looked down to find a knife lodged into his body and then looked up at the person holding the knife,
"Jaejoong-ah . . . Why?"
Jaejoong cried, tears streamed down his face, "I'm sorry, Jo Hyun. I'm so sorry."
The knife was wrenched out and he fell to his knees, mouth open in silent pain. The phone fell from his hands.
"I'm sorry," Jaejoong said before plunging the knife back in again.
-x-
Jaejoong closed his eyes at the memory, forcing himself not to cry. He had been telling himself since that day, that it was all for his friend. Changmin was also reminded of the memory and held Jaejoong's hand tighter.
"Son YeJin . . . " the judge continued.
-x-
"YeJin! Over here!"
"You look pretty today!"
"Nevermind that. Have you heard that Park Bo Young was found murdered at her home last night? People speculate that it's her brother who did it and then called for an ambulance. I think he felt guilty so he committed suicide afterwards."
Changmin and Jaejoong looked up from their lunches to the table diagonally from them. The previous night was still fresh in their minds and they didn't want to come back to school feeling shaken. But, life had to go on.
"They're wrong," Jaejoong whispered bitterly, "Jo Hyun isn't the type to kill anyone, especially his precious sister."
At the thought of the girl, Jaejoong bit the inside of his cheeks.
"Well . . . it's because he's like that, that's why he went crazy. Those types of people, you never know what they can become," a girl said. Changmin gripped his plastic fork tightly.
"I hope he burns in Hell for killing such a sweet girl like Bo Young. She didn't deserve to die," YeJin pouted. Changmin stared heatedly at the group of girls. One girl in particular spotted his gaze and leaned in,
"YeJin-ah . . . Jung Changmin's looking over here."
Jaejoong's ears perked up at the mention of his boyfriend's name. After they had mentioned his best friend's name, he tuned the world out and began planning the girls' demise. But hearing Changmin's name from their lips, he realized that maybe he could use his boyfriend to lure them into their trap.
He leaned over to the taller boy, trying not to make eye contact with the group of girls and whispered into his boyfriend's ear of his plan. When he drew back after relaying his message, one look at Changmin's kicked puppy pout, and he wanted to reach over and pinch Changmin's cheeks.
"You want to kill her for saying those things about Jo Hyun, don't you?" Jaejoong chided his boyfriend and Changmin's expression hardened. Changmin turned back to the girls and focused his attention on one particular person. Jaejoong squeezed Changmin's arm, signaling the other boy that he should go over and put their plan into motion.
Changmin stood up, pushing his lunch plate away before walking over to the group of girls, his gaze on YeJin never faltering for a second. He had to make them believe that he was coming for her and no one else.
He plastered on a smile once he reached the table and looked over at YeJin,
"Hi."
The group of girls chorused their greetings at him and Changmin could feel his boyfriend's eyes at his back, watching to see if he was doing a good job in luring the girl.
Changmin smiled at his target, "YeJin-nuna . . . I don't know if I'm your type, but can you give me a chance? I've liked you for a long time and wondered if you'll be my girlfriend?"
The girls began chatting happily at the announcement and ushered YeJin to accept the proposal.
"Y-Yes," the girl breathed, "I would love to be your girlfriend."
Changmin forced himself to smile and reached out to hold her hand, "I'm happy to hear that."
-x-
"Do you have any hand sanitizer? I need to erase her stupidity off me," was the first thing Changmin said when he and Jaejoong reached their secret, favorite spot on the school's rooftop. Jaejoong chuckled at the disgusted look on the younger boy's face and took the infected hands in his own and bringing it to his lips,
"I could kiss it away for you, if you'd like?"
Changmin yanked his hands away, "And soil your lips? No way."
He squeezed some hand sanitizer onto his hands when Jaejoong offered him the small bottle. Jaejoong loved it when Changmin was protective of him. It made him feel all bubbly inside.
It was quiet for a bit until Jaejoong spoke up,
"Go have dinner with her tonight."
Changmin stopped rubbing his hands together, "What? Already? Isn't that a bit too fast? Wouldn't she be suspicious?"
Jaejoong nodded with pursed lips, "Maybe. But she wouldn't mind it. Besides, it'd be best if we get rid of her quickly."
Changmin sighed, "But I can't show up at her door without a gift."
Jaejoong smiled, "I've already thought of one. Don't worry, just make plans with her before school ends and then I'll go shopping for your gift."
"Do you even know what she likes?" Changmin asked with a roll of his eyes. Jaejoong smacked him on the back,
"I said that I got it covered. Just worry about making a good impression so that she doesn't feel like something's weird. Okay?"
"Fine," Changmin sighed, "What time do you think I should be there?"
Jaejoong smacked him again, "You're hopeless, you know that?"
-x-
It was almost 7pm, the time that Changmin planned to meet at his supposed girlfriend's house for dinner. They both arrived at the place as Jaejoong took another look at his boyfriend,
"Make sure that no one sees you, okay?"
Changmin nodded, smoothing out the wrinkles on his black shirt. Jaejoong bit his lip at how handsome his boyfriend looked and how he had to show him off to a girl that they both hated. It was unfair.
"Why does she have to look at you like this? I wish we didn't have to go through with this plan so I can take you back home and kiss you," Jaejoong pouted. Changmin leaned forward, eyebrows raised in a challenge,
"Then kiss me."
Jaejoong took advantage of the command and pushed his lips harshly against Changmin's and wound his hand around the taller boy's neck, running a hand through the soft, brown locks and ruining his work that took hours to style perfectly.
Changmin pulled away reluctantly when he felt the tug on his hair and retracted his hand that had found its way inside his boyfriend's pants and was gripping one of the fleshy globes.
Jaejoong chuckled at how his boyfriend looked, hair askewed and shirt rumpled,
"You look ravished."
Changmin smirked, fixing his hair, "Not as much as you do right now."
Jaejoong thrusted a small package against the taller boy's chest,
"Here. The present that you're going to give to her. Make sure she's wearing it before you kill her, okay? Don't forget. It's crucial to the plan."
"What if I can't get her to put it on?" Changmin frowned.
"Then my plan will all be for naught. It has to go according to plan," Jaejoong said with a glare.
"Fine," Changmin sighed, "I won't forget."
-x-
"Here . . ." Changmin presented the gift once the door opened. YeJin blushed, taking the package into her hands,
"Omo, I'm so lucky. Can I open this now?"
"You can," Changmin said with a nod, but his mind was already on the food that he could smell in the air.
'I should go on these fake dates more often so I can get free homemade food,' Changmin thought.
"Lipstick?"
Changmin turned his attention back on the girl,
"You don't like it? I wasn't sure what girls want for a gift, so I just assumed . . ."
"No . . . I love it," YeJin smiled, eyes twinkling in happiness.
"Good," Changmin breathed, walking in through the doorway,
"So what are we having? It smells delicious."
"I made tacos. I know that it's not Korean --" YeJin began with a nervous tone, but Changmin cut her off with a grin,
"No, I love trying other types of food and not just Korean dishes."
The girl sighed in relief, "I was worried that I might've scared you away with a Mexican dish. But I guess you're just as adventurous about food as I am. Wait at the table, okay? I want to put this on."
Changmin watched YeJin disappear into the bathroom down the hall before walking further into the apartment to find the dining table, recalling the girl's earlier words and scoffed,
"Lucky? More like unlucky."
-x-
"How long have you been cooking? You don't seem like the type that would cook," Changmin asked, taking a seat on the couch after having a nice, silent dinner. YeJin came back into the living room with two steaming cups of tea in each hand,
"I haven't been cooking long. And even though I wished that my boyfriend would cook for me, it's expected for us females to have already learned that skill. So, I didn't want to disappoint."
"You didn't," Changmin sipped his hot tea, "The food was delicious."
"Thanks," YeJin ducked her head in embarrassment and took a sip of her own tea. Changmin gave a quick glance outside through the open balcony doors and spotted a few lights from nearby buildings. It was time to execute Jaejoong's plan.
He stood up from his seat and turned to YeJin,
"Want to go out onto the balcony for some fresh air? I can show you some constellations."
YeJin nodded, "I love looking at the stars."
Changmin stood out onto the balcony and surveyed the other buildings around them. There were still a bit more lights on than he wanted, which meant that he had to draw out the time for a while more.
"Oh! There's Cassiopeia," Changmin pointed and pulled YeJin close with his left arm. He could feel her body stiffen at their contact, but then she slowly melted into his embrace.
"You see those stars forming a 'W' shape?" Changmin wondered and YeJin nodded,
"It's beautiful . . ."
Changmin took a quick look at the buildings around them before he shoved her over the railing with a scowl,
"It is."
The only thing he heard as he turned back into the apartment, was the sound of her screams and a dull, thump on the ground.
-x-
Changmin opened his eyes when the memory faded. To this day, he never felt any guilt or remorse for what had happened. And ever since that day, the media dubbed them as the Lipstick Murderer.
"Kim Hee-Sun . . ." the judge continued to list.
-x-
"I couldn't believe it when they opened a gay host bar across the street from us. They're so shameless, trying to steal our customers."
Both Changmin and Jaejoong decided to spend their romantic lunch time up at their favorite spot, but somehow their intimate moment was cut short when the door to the rooftop pushed open and a group of girls walked into the open space. They both hid behind one of the air turbines and listened quietly.
"We're more prettier than they are and our skin is softer as well. Why would guys want to hit on someone who is just like them in every way?"
"We'll just have to work harder, Hee-Sun-ah. I think I can gather more revealing clothes before tonight. I'm sure with one look at us, they wouldn't even want to go into a building full of girly boys," one girl said. Changmin scoffed into Jaejoong's ear as he tried to look between the fan blades of the fan they were hiding behind. Jaejoong squirmed at the weight his boyfriend was putting on his back and hissed,
"Get off. You're heavy."
Changmin quirked an eyebrow, "Am not."
"Let's go, there's lots to do tonight," Hee-Sun stated and with her group of followers, they left the rooftop. Jaejoong sagged onto the floor and popped a kimbap into his mouth, chewing slowly as he thought,
"We're going after Hee-Sun-nuna this time, right?"
Changmin sat back down as well and sipped at his water, "It seems so. Are you doing the honors this time?"
Jaejoong hummed, taking another kimbap into his mouth, "She seems like my kind of type. I think I'll have her under my thumb in no time."
Changmin choked on a seasoned vegetable, "Your type? So you're saying that she and I are the same?"
Jaejoong furrowed his brow and pounded the younger's back as the other finally stopped coughing,
"No. You're much better than her and more handsome. I'm just saying that she's easy to manipulate, that's all."
Changmin was offended, "I am not easy to manipulate."
"You are," Jaejoong said flippantly, "Even your brother will agree with me on this."
Changmin huffed, "Whatever. So what's your plan this time?"
"I'll be a paying customer of course," Jaejoong said, packing up the lunch boxes.
"But we're still students. We can't be seen around those parts or we'll be expelled from school," Changmin hissed. Jaejoong sighed, folding the picnic blanket and placing the item into his backpack and turned to the younger boy,
"You don't think I know that? It's the only way I can get close to her."
"So I'm guessing that it's not only tonight that we're going there?" Changmin droned. Jaejoong shot a glare at his boyfriend's troubled expression,
"If you're that afraid of getting kicked out, then don't accompany me. I'll be fine doing this alone."
Changmin watched his boyfriend leave the rooftop as he worried his bottom lip with his teeth. They would be in so much trouble if someone were to find out.
-x-
"So have you changed your mind?" Jaejoong asked, fixing his clothes in his bedroom mirror. It was 6pm and he decided to change into a new set of clothes and prepare a good amount of cash for that night. However, before he could leave the house, his scaredy-cat of a boyfriend decided to appear at his door. The figure in particular leaned against the door frame and watched him get dressed for a while before standing to his full height,
"You're right."
Jaejoong raised an eyebrow and turned to the taller boy, "About?"
"That . . . I'm easy to manipulate," Changmin confessed, albiet reluctantly. Jaejoong chuckled,
"See? So are you going with me inside or --"
"I'll be outside so we can make a quick escape," Changmin answered. Jaejoong smiled, picking the last lint off his shirt and turned to the taller boy,
"You'd make a great sidekick. Now, let's go. I want to see this gay host bar. I hope there are some handsome guys there."
Changmin made a noise of shock and followed after the smaller boy downstairs, "I won't let you!"
-x-
"Wow," Jaejoong gave a low whistle, seeing the two host bars on each side of him. The street was busy, but not as busy as he had hoped. He wished that there were more people around so that they could blend themselves in better and make it harder for people from school to spot them. But they had to make do with what they had.
"There's Hee-Sun-nuna!" Changmin whispered with a shake to Jaejoong's shoulder. Jaejoong looked over to see the girl wearing a very revealing purple v-neck dress, the neckline dipped right between her breasts and stopping just below her bellybutton. The straps of her dress were clear beads strung together and around her neck hung a simple 18K white gold fancy diamond necklace that her sugar daddy probably bought for her.
"I'll be out soon, don't get jealous while waiting for me," Jaejoong said with a smile and walked over to the girl. Changmin scoffed,
"Why should I be jealous about a girl when you're not even attracted to females in general?"
-x-
Jaejoong stood purposely in her line of sight as he turned to look at the gay host bar. There were definitely better options there than the girls behind him.
"Jaejoong-oppa?"
Jaejoong smiled at the voice, but when he turned to face her, he replaced his expression with one of shock,
"Um, do I know you?"
"You're Kim Jaejoong, from Chungbuk high school. I've seen you around with Jung Changmin a lot. What are you doing around here?" the girl didn't seem to be nervous at all of the fact that she was caught around this particular district.
Jaejoong shrugged, spotting Changmin heading into an alleyway, "I got lost."
An arm wormed its way around his left arm and a body was pressed flush against his side,
"Don't tell me you're going to leave? How about I buy you a drink and then after my shift ends, I'll take you to wherever you want?"
Jaejoong looked down at the girl and tried not to wrinkle his nose at how much perfume was exuding off of her body,
"But if someone sees . . ."
"Don't worry! I'll have my friend pay them off!" Hee-Sun promised.
'You mean your sugar daddy,' Jaejoong thought.
"A free drink? You won't charge me?"
Hee-Sun nodded enthusiastically, "I promise. If you spend the night with me, of course."
He thought about it. There was no way he was going to turn down free alcohol. He smiled,
"Sure."
-x-
Changmin watched from the alleyway as his boyfriend made small talk with the girl and scowled at the linked hands. He mentally smacked himself, reminding that he shouldn't be jealous. It was just a girl. A body with breasts and curves and a vagina. He shuddered at the image.
"And why is he giving her a smile like that? He's going overboard with his affections," Changmin growled. When both Hee-Sun and Jaejoong disappeared into the building, Changmin laid his head back on the wall behind him. Maybe he should've gone instead?
However, he didn't have to wait long, probably and hour or two, before he finally spotted Jaejoong walking out with Hee-Sun still stuck to his side like a bad fungus. They walk the path away from him and so he followed after them.
"Can you believe that, oppa? Those gay freaks opened their business in front of ours. Showing their affections towards one another in public is so disgusting. They should all die off so that they can never corrupt future generations," Hee-Sun sneered when one of the male host walked out of the gay host club and kissed a customer's hand.
Jaejoong tried hard to restrain himself from pushing the girl off his arm. But he needed her trust. Her death would come soon at the right time.
"But I'm glad that oppa isn't like them. It'd be a waste if you were," Hee-Sun continued.
"You can drop me off here," Jaejoong said suddenly, disappointing the girl on his arm. He couldn't stand being with her for one more minute. Any longer and he'd go crazy.
"Oh . . ." Hee-Sun looked around, "You sure?"
"Yeah, I recognize the area. Thank you, nuna."
Hee-Sun blushed, "Anytime. I'll see you at school tomorrow?"
Jaejoong answered with a nod and waved her goodbye. It wasn't until she disappeared into the crowd of people, that he felt a push in the back. He turned to shout at the person for bumping into him, but it was only his boyfriend.
"Changmin-ah."
"Why were you all smiley with her?" Changmin asked with a glare. Jaejoong turned away,
"That's none of your business."
"It is too. Now tell me," Changmin pouted with a huff. Jaejoong sighed,
"If I tell you, you're going to kill her before I do."
Changmin narrowed his eyes, "You mean . . ?"
"It's best that you didn't hear what she said."
Changmin frowned, "So what are we going to do about this?"
"Well, I was planning to see her again tomorrow and then execute my plan," Jaejoong said, but Changmin just shook his head and pointed to his stomach,
"No. I mean about my dinner."
Jaejoong scowled, baring his teeth at the younger boy, "Why did I get the handsome boy with a black hole for a stomach?"
-x-
The next day at school, Jaejoong successfully avoided Hee-Sun and her group of followers. But he knew that he'd have to meet with her later that night. He promised that he would visit her.
"Oppa! You're here!"
Jaejoong walked into the host bar and tried to find Hee-Sun. At her voice, he found her sitting with a gentleman, probably in his mid-fourties. Jaejoong gave a nervous smile over to the man who was smoking a cigar and dangerously leering at him through his brown sunglasses.
Hee-Sun pulled him away with a smile, "Don't worry about him. He's always jealous of the guys around me."
"Can we go around the back? I want to tell you something," He wanted to be where no one could see them.
"Something?" Hee-Sun was anxious to what he would tell her and rolled her eyes when she passed by her jealous co-workers. Jaejoong pushed the door open and let Hee-Sun walk out first before he followed after her. The door closed heavily behind him. He turned to the girl leaning against the railing of the small stairway they were on.
"I want you to break up with that man."
He could see that she was happy with his words. She cocked her head to the side,
"I never thought that you could be so possessive, oppa. It's a good look on you."
"Do you want me or that man?" Jaejoong moved closer so that he pressed up against her front, breath fanning over her ear. He felt her shiver against his body and then saw her nod a bit,
"You. I want you, oppa."
Jaejoong trailed his hands down from her shoulders to her thin waist, "You sure you won't betray me with those men in there?"
Hee-Sun reached up to cup his cheek, "I rather have you touch me than those men any day."
He forced himself not to flinch when she moved closer and pressed her glossy lips on his. He tightened his hold on her waist when he felt her tongue swipe at his bottom lip. It felt disgusting.
Jaejoong pulled back from the hug and glowered at her dazed look,
"Once a slut, always a slut."
"O-Oppa," Hee-Sun blinked in confusion. Jaejoong smirked,
"Do you know why you should die?"
"What? What are you talking about, oppa?" Hee-Sun tried to reach for him, but Jaejoong moved away as much as the stairway allowed him.
"Because you're scum, for belittling someone based on who they love."
"I don't understand," Hee-Sun sucked in a breath when he grasped her chin tightly in his hand,
"You don't? Then let me remind you of your words to me just yesterday. These were your exact words: Showing their affections towards one another in public is so disgusting. They should all die off so that they can never corrupt future generations."
With his last word, he pushed her down the flight of stairs, smiling when he saw her twisted form and eyes still wide in shock. He walked down the stairs and pulled out the lipstick. He quickly wiped away her lipstick with his hankerchief and applied his own lipstick onto her lips. Before he pulled away and escaping out of the alleyway, he looked down at the body,
"Don't worry about the next generation, Hee-Sun-nuna . . . They won't be corrupted because I finally got rid of the main problem."
-x-
"She deserved every bit of it," Jaejoong sneered under his breath.
"Jaejoong!" Changmin hissed, hearing the words and nudged his boyfriend in the shoulder. Jaejoong bit his lip at the slip of the tongue and fearfully looked up at the judge who stared back at them.
"Moon Geun Young . . ." the judge tore his gaze off the two of them to continue reading the victims off the list in front of him.