Only You [14/??]
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miri_uchihaTitle: Only You
Pairing: Yunho/Yoochun, Changmin/Jihyo, Junsu/Jaejoong
Genre: Drama/Angst
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Incest, Un-beta'd, And this chapter will contain Non-Con/Rape.
Idea: Prompt idea from Serkadios@nanowrimo.org
Summary: The human race has split into two nations; one for men and the other for women. The government has stripped them all from anything sexual pertaining to the opposite sex. So, how will love prevail in a society so broken and will anyone ever bring the community back to the way it was before?
-x-
Yunho couldn't sleep a wink at all that night. He wasn't even the least bit worried when Yoochun didn't return to their room after dinner. His mind had been plagued with thoughts of putting his plan into action. Even though he was three years into the system and just recently been affiliated into the government as one of the Sergeant Majors, he still felt like time was running out. He had been slowly gaining the trust of a few high-ranking soldiers, but when it came down to the amount of allies he had to back him up when he finally put his plan into motion, the numbers were still far too little. So when he thought he had finally found a candidate, the boy had already been accustomed to their corrupt society.
Yunho wanted to break the illusion the boy had placed for himself and show him the real truth of their government. He needed people to know just what kind of disgusting transactions were going on behind the scenes. He wanted to bring their government down and change the way the people of Seoul lived.
At the first glimpse of light from the horizon, Yunho realized that it was morning and he had failed to fall asleep. Determined to get a few hours of sleep before class started, he turned on his side for a comfortable position and closed his eyes. After a few minutes, he concluded that his mind was too awake to rest.
With an irritated sigh, Yunho got out of bed and headed over to the shared bathroom down the hall from his room. He was thankful that everyone was still asleep, liking the fact that he had the cold bathroom to himself. He took his time in showering, brushing his teeth, and combing his hair neatly in place before taking the elevator down to the first floor.
“Looks like I’m actually the first one awake,” Yunho muttered, walking into the Dining Hall and finding the place empty. He went to get his breakfast plate and sat at a table near the window and stared up at the sky. It wasn’t until he heard a few more people walking into the Dining Hall, that he was brought back to the present and started fiddling with his food, still not quite hungry yet.
“Good morning, hyung.”
Yunho looked up at the familiar voice and smiled,
“Good morning, Changmin.”
The other boy sat down in the seat across from him and began to slurp his noodles. Yunho watched the boy eat for a moment, satisfied by the other’s appetite. Changmin noticed the lack of movement across from him and looked up,
“Aren’t you eating?”
“I feel full just seeing you eat so deliciously,” Yunho gave a proud smile. Changmin sneered,
“Don't females usually say that when they see someone eat their food? I don’t understand how anyone could feel full just by seeing someone eat.”
Yunho chuckled, “It’s just a feeling. They aren’t really full. They like it when people enjoy what they made.”
“Still, it’s uncomfortable having someone watch you eat when they have food in front of them,” Changmin said with a frown.
“You’re right,” Yunho said and also began eating his breakfast. After waiting for the other boy to finish his soup, he cleared his throat.
"Hey, Changmin?"
"Yeah?" the other boy answered, absentmindedly patting his stomach happily.
"Are you going to the Breeding session later today?" Yunho wondered.
"Of course," Changmin was affronted, reaching for his pudding cup next, "Even though I really don't want to, but if it makes Jihyo-nuna happy, then I'll continue to do what the government asks of me."
"If you're willing to listen to Jihyo-sshi ..." Yunho hesitated, "Then, I want you to skip today's Breeding session."
Changmin choked on his pudding before setting his cup back down in shock,
"What the hell, hyung! I thought you said --"
"-- To go to the Breeding sessions, I know. But something's come up and we need your help on it," Yunho confessed. Changmin crinkled his brow,
"We? You mean, Jihyo-nuna needs my help too?"
"Well, initially it was I who needed the help, but Jihyo-sshi offered some advice about the issue and in the end, we both decided that you would be the perfect person to help execute the plan that we both came up with."
"Does that mean I’m going to get myself in trouble?" Changmin asked the obvious.
"You are,” Yunho nodded, “We wouldn't have chosen you if you weren't able to take it.”
"And what does this plan entail?" Changmin grimaced, taking another spoonful of pudding and felt himself losing his appetite.
"We wanted to get Kim Kibum on our side, but he’s adamant in following the government's rules. So in order for him to agree with us, we decided to show him his worst fears come to life, which is seeing innocent people and the ones he cares about, getting hurt," Yunho said.
"I see," Changmin frowned in thought.
"So, the only way for Kibum to join our side, is for you to reject going to today's breeding session in front of him. Make him see the violence and shake him up to the point where he questions his belief in the government," Yunho explained.
"But I don't want to go down there again ...” Changmin whispered. It was half true what he told everyone, that the punishment down in the basement didn't break him. It did. The very first punishment he experienced, gave him nightmares for the next few days and even now, he could remember just how traumatized he was.
"I-I can't hyung ... I need some time to think about it," Changmin said, suddenly shaken up by the memory.
"Then what about last month’s breeding session? You chose to skip it despite getting a punishment in the end. How is that any different from now?" Yunho questioned.
"It is different! I was able to get through the pain because of Jihyo-nuna. I was only doing it because I wanted to save myself for her," Changmin said. Yunho sat up straighter and stared at the younger boy with a serious glare,
"Then ... can't you go through this pain for me?"
-x-
"Here's the information you’ve asked for,” the man said, pulling out a large envelope from under his arm,
“Can I ask why you needed information about a previous floor student of mine?"
Seungri chuckled, getting up from his seat next to the window and walked over to receive the package,
"I have this little puppy that keeps coming back to me and in order for that puppy to keep returning, I have to feed him."
"So he comes to you for information and you give it to him. Then ... what's in it for you?" the man wondered, while Seungri checked the contents of the envelope to make sure that everything was there.
"Free sex."
"Lucky," the man chuckled, "It's hard to get laid these days. The women are getting cockier by the minute. They believe that they could be dominant over men."
"We shouldn't have been lenient with the punishments. The government needs to step it up over there. We have to make them fear us again."
The man scoffed, "You're telling me. Well, I’ve got sergeant duties to perform. Remember, puppies tend to run away from their masters when they deemed that they're not fit anymore."
Seungri rolled his eyes as he sent a text to his puppy, "I highly doubt it. The puppy can't get enough of me."
The man chuckled in response and nodded in goodbye before leaving the room. Seungri didn't have to wait ten minutes before a knock was heard. He set down the envelope on the table and walked over to pull the door open. He wasn’t surprised to see Yoochun standing there with a furious glare and a hand outstretched in front of him,
"Where are the documents?"
"It's inside," Seungri tilted his head into the room, "But don't expect me to give it to you for free."
"You!" Yoochun stepped forward with a growl and lowered his voice with a hiss,
"We had sex this morning!"
"That was for me getting the information and this is for you receiving that information. It's two separate things."
Yoochun marched forward and pushed the other man inside the room before closing the door behind him,
"They're the same thing!"
"I don't think it is ..." Seungri said with a smirk and turned around to walk back to the table where the envelope was and picked it up,
"Or would you rather I tear it up? I'm pretty sure it's not that important to you ..."
"Don't you dare," Yoochun warned when the other man pulled out the documents and proceeded to tear them. At the sound of a small rip, Yoochun raised his hands in surrender,
"Okay! Okay! Please ... just don't tear it."
Seungri smiled at the other boy’s troubled expression and placed the documents back inside the envelope before putting the package back onto the table,
"If you understand, then strip. I need to punish you for trying to disobey your master."
Yoochun bit his lip and glared at the smirk on the other man's face. He tugged his clothes off roughly, his eyes never leaving the other man's and sat naked on the edge of the bed. Seungri moved to stand in between Yoochun's thighs and grasped the latter's chin,
"Don't look at me like you're cursing at me. Look at me like you're waiting for your treat like a good pet."
Yoochun jerked his chin away from the man's hold and kept his glare. Seungri sighed and unzipped his pants, shrugging his shoulders,
"Oh, well ... It doesn't matter, because once I'm thrusting into you, that wanton side of yours, is bound to come out. Now scoot back."
Yoochun grit his teeth and moved back on the bed. Seungri grabbed at the other's ankles when Yoochun was halfway up to the headboard and situated himself between his spread legs.
"Did you prepare yourself for me yet? Oh, wait. You came here thinking that we wouldn't have sex ... " Seungri grinned and pressed a dry finger into the furled hole. Yoochun tensed up a bit at the uncomfortable penetration. There was no way that Seungri would...
"Consider it punishment for trying to disobey your master."
"You're not my -- !" Yoochun felt his breath hitch in his throat from the sudden sharp pain shooting up from the base of his spine. The friction was dry and a part of him wondered if there was some tearing in the process because it hurt like hell.
"Fuck ..."
-x-
"Ow ... the fucking bastard," Yoochun cursed while rubbing at his buttocks. Seungri did in fact, tore something inside of him. There was a reason why lube was invented, so that it could prevent tearing while one was having anal sex ... as well as using it on other things that needed lubrication. However, at the sight of the small smear of blood on his cock, Seungri didn't seem to be fazed by it. Yoochun turned to glare at the closed door of the other man's room before making his way down the hall and out of the building.
He straightened his posture when he entered back into his dorm building and bypassed Junsu and Jaejoong who were on their way to the Dining Hall for lunch. The sight of them smiling at each other and only Junsu dropping his smile at the sight of him, had him boiling up inside. He crinkled the edges of the yellow envelope in his grasp as he maintained his stare at the couple, but mainly at Junsu.
"What were you doing outside?" Jaejoong wondered.
"He was probably having a cigarette break or something. Come on, let's go eat," Junsu dismissed. Yoochun smiled over at his soulmate and placed a finger over his lips and winked,
"Yeah, what Junsu said. Don't tell, okay?"
Junsu scoffed at his response and Yoochun looked over at the younger boy,
"Do you have a stick up your ass? What the hell?"
"It's nothing. Let's go, Jaejoong."
Yoochun watched the couple leave into the Dining Hall before he headed back to his dorm room. He was glad that Yunho wasn't there and he immediately opened up the envelope to look at the contents inside. He flipped through the documents and many questions quickly came to mind.
"Junho? Junsu has a twin brother? How could he keep such a secret from everyone?" Yoochun furrowed his brows with a frown. He let his anger dissipate and remembered that Jaejoong had also kept his twin brother a secret from everyone. He gingerly sat down on his bed in thought.
If it's anything like Jaejoong's situation, then that must mean Junsu has something to hide as well.
He returned to the papers in his hands and continued to read until he froze at a certain sentence.
Kim Junho promoted to Sergeant Major after reporting a traitor. September 12, 2011.
"This is ..." Yoochun read more of the passage and knew that he had found the link he needed to connect Junsu to Hyunjoong.
"So ... Kim Junho was the one who reported Kim Hyunjoong to Seungri ... Then somehow, Junsu had found out about what happened and decided to get close to Jaejoong because he felt guilty of what his brother did to Jaejoong's brother ... " Yoochun murmured.
"This has to be it. I knew Junsu was hiding something in order to get that close to Jaejoong. The level of trust to become Jaejoong's boyfriend ... just why does Junsu want it so much?”
-x-
Jaejoong knew that the security guards would comb the campus in search of him when his floor officer realized that he was missing from the group again. So he decided to make their job easier by going directly to them.
He and Junsu followed after the security guard down the stairs to where their punishment awaited them. The underground basement that had struck so much fear into its victims, became a familiar place to both of them, more so than the comfort of their own dorm room.
“Still together, it seems,” Taeyang commented, making himself known. He sat in a chair at the far corner of the dimly lit room with his legs crossed at the knee. The two boys stepped further into the room until they heard the door closed behind them.
Taeyang leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and hands clasped under his chin,
“As much as I enjoy the company of you two down here every single month, don’t you think that by now, you’d get the message of what I’m trying to teach you?”
Jaejoong clenched his jaw at the words, “We’re not giving up so easily. We’ll continue with our punishments until we die down here.”
“Oh?” Taeyang pushed himself up off the chair and strode over to them,
“That confidence … Do you really think you’ll still have that mindset by the time I break you to the point of death? Should we make a bet on that?”
Jaejoong grit his teeth at the silent promise of their floor officer’s words.
“Now, how should I start breaking your minds tonight?” Taeyang wondered wistfully, circling around them. He then gestured his assistant to bind the two boys into the chairs situated in the room before accepting a wooden paddle from the other man.
“A paddle?” Junsu scoffed,
“First you tortured us with a knife, then a branding iron, and now a paddle? I guess you can’t find anything more painful than a branding iron. It’s a pity.”
Taeyang gave a chuckle of his own and signaled his assistant again and the other man opened a door to the left of them. When the two figures entered the room, blood drained from both Jaejoong and Junsu’s faces. They finally realized what their newest punishment was and it was definitely worse than a branding iron.
They both began to frantically struggle with their restraints, Jaejoong on the verge of hyperventilating. Taeyang cocked an eyebrow at the sudden change and smirked,
“It’s interesting how you’re willing to spill your own blood, but at the mere thought of breeding yourself with the opposite sex, it repulses you. What is it that makes you scared? Is it the fact that you’ll become greedy after one taste?”
“Untie us! Right now!” Jaejoong commanded with eyes wide with fear. Junsu frowned at the other boy’s obvious panic attack and turned to glare at their floor officer and seethed,
“You’ll regret this.”
Taeyang only smiled in response and turned to the two waiting women and gestured them over to where Jaejoong and Junsu were bound,
“Ladies?”
“No. No. No,” Jaejoong chanted, pulling at his restraints again when a gag was placed over his mouth, effectively shutting him up. A gag was placed on Junsu as well, but the boy said nothing and continued to glare at Taeyang.
“There, it’s quiet now. If you will, HyeEun and SunAh?”
The two women walked over to where the boys were bound and knelt down in between their spread legs. The dark haired woman pulled at Jaejoong's zipper just as he let out a small sob and flinched when she pulled out his flaccid cock.
Junsu watched the interaction between Jaejoong and the dark-haired girl with furrowed brows before he was pulled back to the present at the sudden warmth engulfing his cock. He looked down at the brunette and tried to restrain himself from gripping the back of her head. He didn't want to enjoy the way her tongue stroked the underside of his cock before her lips sucked at the purpled head, but he could feel himself getting crossed-eyed in pleasure.
He looked up just in time to see their floor officer smirk at him. He widened his eyes in horror at having been caught liking his so-called punishment, before shutting them with a low groan.
"Oh ... So this one does enjoy doing it with a female," Junsu heard the man say. At the words, he turned over to where Jaejoong was and hoped that the other boy wasn't mad at him for slightly enjoying their horrible situation, but when he caught sight of the panic in the boy's face and the heavy breathing that wasn't caused by the enjoyment of the woman shoving her face into his crotch, the guilt he felt, was immediately washed away with fear.
Junsu struggled in his binds at the pain the other boy seemed to be going through and tried to scream through the gag but it came out muffled.
"Oh? Looks like you're worried about your boyfriend here," Taeyang walked over to where Jaejoong was breathing heavily and gasping at nothing. He yanked the other boy's head back and Jaejoong let out another sob,
"Humph. For a man, you're pathetic. I'm guessing something must have happened for you to react this way, but no matter. I'll make sure you realize your place as a pawn like many others for this government of ours to flourish."
"He's not getting hard," the dark-haired woman whispered. Taeyang looked down and sneered at the woman,
"Then get him hard, Hye Eun. Make sure he ejects his semen into you."
The woman hollowed out her cheeks and let her teeth scrape lightly against the heavy cock on her tongue. She worked her mouth over the flaccid cock until she felt the boy responding and grinned, pulling her mouth away and began settling herself over his lap. She let out a satisfied sigh when she sat down to the root and used her thighs to lift herself up and down.
"So good," she groaned.
Junsu looked over at the other boy again and noticed Jaejoong was on the verge of passing out from shock.
"Hey now, you have to pay attention to me," the brunette said and sat on his lap. Junsu let out a grunt at the way her insides gripped him tight and he instinctively placed his hands on her hips when she began to move.
"See that," Taeyang whispered into Jaejoong's ear, "Even your so-called boyfriend has a thing for the opposite gender. You should be ashamed of yourself from preventing him from doing things that are natural to us humans."
Jaejoong barely registered his floor officer's voice, his mind so far gone that he would rather be in the darkness of his mind rather than focusing on the present situation.
He felt a tingling sensation from his groin and from the way the woman bounced on his lap, moaning, he knew that his body was cumming.
"Perfect," Taeyang smirked, "Just perfect."
-x-
Yoochun stared listlessly up at the ceiling. It had been an hour since he’d looked at the documents and he still couldn’t process the information. He had an inkling that Junsu was up to no good and to find out that his intuition was true, surprised him.
But this time, I’ll be one step ahead of you, Junsu. No matter how much you lie to hide your past, I already know the truth.
He caught a glimpse at the time and frowned, realizing that he had yet again, skipped a whole afternoon of classes.
Ms. Jeon did warn me that I would get a failing grade for her class if I skipped her class again. Oh well, who cares.
He placed the documents back into the envelope and hid it under his pillow before deciding to head down to the Dining Hall for dinner. There, he spotted Yunho eating with Changmin and no sight of Junsu or Jaejoong. Inwardly, he sighed with relief that the two boys weren't around. He couldn't trust himself around them, afraid that if he confronted them, he would spill out all his anger onto Junsu about the fact that he was betraying Jaejoong by giving the other boy false happiness just to hide the fact that his twin brother killed Hyunjoong.
Yoochun ignored them and stood in line for his dinner. He knew that Yunho's group would be the first one to leave for Breeding Week, which gave him enough time to process everything he found about Junsu and his past.
He got his meal and went to find an empty table to eat. He managed to eat most of his food before a shadow loomed over him. He looked up to see Changmin standing there before him and he quickly looked back to where he last saw Yunho and found the other man gone. Changmin chuckled at the action,
"So you still care. I think Yunho will be relieved to know that. Lately, he's been busy with his military duties, that he's pushed all his emotional worries about you, onto me. But now, I think my job is done for the time being."
Yoochun scoffed at the words and stood up with his now empty tray to the cafeteria lady where she took his tray to the sink,
"Then, does that mean you're my temporary boyfriend?"
"No offense, hyung," Changmin followed after him out of the Dining Hall, "But I'm not gay and if I was, I don't think you're my type."
Yoochun wanted to pull the younger boy into a head-lock, but knew that the other boy didn't mean any harm by his words. They both stopped just outside the Dining Hall entrance before Yoochun turned around to look at Changmin,
"So, when does your group leave?"
"Around ten or so," Changmin shrugged.
"Well, that sucks," Yoochun clucked his tongue, "Then, you won't get back until midnight?"
"Yeah, I guess. What about you, hyung?" Changmin wondered. Yoochun stuffed a hand into his pant pocket,
"My group is after the first group."
"Oh, then you'll be able to sleep together with Yunho. I heard that your sleeping schedules haven’t managed to sync up. Maybe today will be the day for you two to patch things up," Changmin said.
Yoochun stared at the younger boy with a frown,
"Do you really want to see us settle our differences? I think a little more time away from each other will do us some good."
"You mean a month apart wasn't enough for you to forgive Yunho? I told you that it was just a misunderstanding. Yunho even said that he wrote you a note of his whereabouts that night. I would know since I was there when he wrote it," Changmin complained with a sigh.
"Please, let's not talk about this," Yoochun hissed with a quick dismissal.
"Hyung," Changmin started, but Yoochun punched the wall next to him, shocking the other boy,
"Shut up! Stop talking about him!"
Changmin immediately clammed up and frowned, "Just what are you afraid of, hyung? Don't you want to get back together with Yunho?"
Yoochun lowered his head and avoided Changmin's eyes,
"It doesn't matter what I want. There's too many things happening right now and I don't have the time to think about what Yunho's doing. Look, this is just between me and Yunho. I'm grateful that you care about our relationship, but it isn't necessary. Just worry about yourself first and don't give in to temptation. Don't jump at every chance to see that woman of yours or you'll end up dead. We don't want Jaejoong to worry sick about you again."
Changmin let out a noise of protest at the mention of his Jihyo-nuna, but stopped to blink in confusion at the last phrase,
"What do you mean by that? When did Jaejoong-hyung worry sick about me?"
Yoochun cursed lightly at his slip of tongue. This wasn't the time to bring up past issues about Jaejoong's short obsession with the younger boy,
"Never mind, forget I said anything."
Changmin huffed, watching Yoochun's retreating back until he couldn't see the other boy anymore,
"You say that I shouldn't butt into your business, but you're doing the exact same thing to me."
He shook his head and headed for his own dorm room, ready to spend the next few hours finishing his homework assignments.
-x-
After leaving Changmin behind at the Dining Hall, Yoochun made his way back to his dorm room and found himself gravitating to the large yellow envelope peeking out from its hiding place under his pillow. He pulled out the documents and scanned them over once more. He still couldn't believe that he was able to come upon such crucial information about Junsu and his fake and desperate relationship with Jaejoong.
You better watch out, Junsu. I have your future in your hands.
He jerked his head up at the knocks on the door. He quickly stuffed the papers back into the envelope and hid the package behind a row of books on his bookshelf before opening the door to see his floor officer waiting on the other side.
“Good evening,” Yoochun greeted with a whisper.
"I want you to report down to the courtyard, Park Yoochun. Your group is next," Sungjong stated.
"I understand," Yoochun mumbled, avoiding eye contact with the other man and headed down to the entrance of the dorm building where a few other people were already there waiting. Once everyone was accounted for, they all headed over to the Breeding House and he wasn't at all surprised to see Yunho already standing in line to return back to the dorm building.
Changmin had been right. They had been avoiding each other for a month now, despite sleeping in the same room. He always made up the excuse that they were both busy with their own lives, that there wasn't enough time to actually sit down and talk about what happened. However, the truth was, he still felt hurt from that night. He should've gotten over it by now, Yunho seemed like he had, but he still couldn't. The pain from that night was still fresh in his mind. How could Yunho blame it all on him?
He avoided looking at Yunho, not because they had to pretend to not like each other, but because he felt uncomfortable by the other boy's presence after not being able to see the other face-to-face in so long.
He slightly froze in his spot when Yunho walked past him and felt a slip of paper pressed into the palm of his hand. It was different, but at the same time, familiar. It almost reminded him of their earlier moments together when they would sneak touches between their fingers, reveling in the fact that they could be caught by their floor officer at any second.
Yoochun stepped into his designated room where a girl sat on the mattress waiting. He pocketed the slip of paper into his pant pocket before stripping himself of his clothes.
Later, he would read what Yunho had to say. For now, he had a duty to perform.
-x-
Changmin almost jumped out of his seat at the set of knocks on his door when 9:30PM came around. He noticed his roommate, Kibum getting up from his bed to answer the door, but he quickly announced,
“I’ll get it.”
He was glad to have opened the door when he spotted Yunho on the other side. He stepped out into the hallway with the other boy and closed the door behind him.
“So, are you ready?” Yunho asked.
Changmin had been focusing on his homework to help him forget that he was going to cause a scene in front of his best friend and then get punished down in the basement. He shivered at the thought of going back down there and experience the most intense pain he’d ever felt again.
Yunho placed both hands on the other boy’s shoulders and gave him an encouraging massage,
“You’ll do fine, Changmin-ah. I promise that it will be the last time you’ll be down there. Remember, Jihyo-sshi has faith in you. When we convince Kibum to come to our side, your efforts will be worth it.”
Changmin knew that this was his final chance to back away and pretend he never heard the other boy’s proposal. But before he could give his answer, he heard a faint sound of the elevator and they both turned down the hallway to see the doors opening to reveal the floor officer.
“Shit, it’s already that time, huh?” Yunho cursed. He turned to Changmin,
“I really hope you would make the right decision, Changmin-ah. We’re both counting on you.”
He turned to escape the other way, but was caught mid-step.
“Hold it right there.”
Yunho stopped and turned around to face the other man.
“What floor are you?”
“The second floor,” Yunho answered.
“You’re Sungjong’s student, huh? And what are you doing here on the third floor? You know that there’s no mingling between floors,” the man scolded, then turned his attention over to Changmin,
“And you … Are you ready to head down to the front?”
“I’ll be going now,” Yunho excused himself and the floor officer let him. He heard the ending part to Changmin’s response before the sound of a body slamming into a door reverberated in the empty hallway. He winced and inwardly apologized to the younger boy.
I’m sorry, Changmin-ah. But you made a good choice for everyone’s future.
-x-
“What did you just say?” the man seethed. Changmin cowered against the door,
“I-I said that I’m not going.”
Changmin let out another pained grunt when his floor officer kicked him in the shoulder and then planted his foot on his chest, pinning him down to the floor. The door above Changmin’s head suddenly opened and Kibum looked at the scene in front of him,
“Wh-What’s going on?”
The floor officer took his foot off Changmin’s chest and straightened out his uniform, glaring pointedly down at the boy’s bruised and crumpled form,
“This ungrateful brat here just refused to participate in this week’s Breeding Session, so I’m punishing him right now. Are you going to refuse as well?”
Kibum shook his head quickly, “Of course not! I would never – But … I’m sure you’ve misunderstood, there’s no reason why Changmin would refuse …”
“I’m not going,” Changmin repeated, sitting up from his flat position on the floor. Kibum bit his lip and crouched down next to his best friend and hissed,
“What do you think you’re doing? Tell him that you’ll go!”
“No. I’m done selling my body to the government,” Changmin said, managing to get up on his two feet with a wince. Then he felt the harsh sting when his floor officer backhanded him. The man lifted his lips with a sneer,
“You’re not done unless the government says so. I should’ve known that the quiet ones were the most troublesome. Now come on.”
The man pulled Changmin by the collar of his shirt and dragged the boy down to the elevator doors. Kibum stood there in the hallway, eyes welling up with unshed tears. For the first time of his existence, he feared for his best friend’s life.
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Pairing: Yunho/Yoochun, Changmin/Jihyo, Junsu/Jaejoong
Genre: Drama/Angst
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Incest, Un-beta'd, And this chapter will contain Non-Con/Rape.
Idea: Prompt idea from Serkadios@nanowrimo.org
Summary: The human race has split into two nations; one for men and the other for women. The government has stripped them all from anything sexual pertaining to the opposite sex. So, how will love prevail in a society so broken and will anyone ever bring the community back to the way it was before?
-x-
Yunho couldn't sleep a wink at all that night. He wasn't even the least bit worried when Yoochun didn't return to their room after dinner. His mind had been plagued with thoughts of putting his plan into action. Even though he was three years into the system and just recently been affiliated into the government as one of the Sergeant Majors, he still felt like time was running out. He had been slowly gaining the trust of a few high-ranking soldiers, but when it came down to the amount of allies he had to back him up when he finally put his plan into motion, the numbers were still far too little. So when he thought he had finally found a candidate, the boy had already been accustomed to their corrupt society.
Yunho wanted to break the illusion the boy had placed for himself and show him the real truth of their government. He needed people to know just what kind of disgusting transactions were going on behind the scenes. He wanted to bring their government down and change the way the people of Seoul lived.
At the first glimpse of light from the horizon, Yunho realized that it was morning and he had failed to fall asleep. Determined to get a few hours of sleep before class started, he turned on his side for a comfortable position and closed his eyes. After a few minutes, he concluded that his mind was too awake to rest.
With an irritated sigh, Yunho got out of bed and headed over to the shared bathroom down the hall from his room. He was thankful that everyone was still asleep, liking the fact that he had the cold bathroom to himself. He took his time in showering, brushing his teeth, and combing his hair neatly in place before taking the elevator down to the first floor.
“Looks like I’m actually the first one awake,” Yunho muttered, walking into the Dining Hall and finding the place empty. He went to get his breakfast plate and sat at a table near the window and stared up at the sky. It wasn’t until he heard a few more people walking into the Dining Hall, that he was brought back to the present and started fiddling with his food, still not quite hungry yet.
“Good morning, hyung.”
Yunho looked up at the familiar voice and smiled,
“Good morning, Changmin.”
The other boy sat down in the seat across from him and began to slurp his noodles. Yunho watched the boy eat for a moment, satisfied by the other’s appetite. Changmin noticed the lack of movement across from him and looked up,
“Aren’t you eating?”
“I feel full just seeing you eat so deliciously,” Yunho gave a proud smile. Changmin sneered,
“Don't females usually say that when they see someone eat their food? I don’t understand how anyone could feel full just by seeing someone eat.”
Yunho chuckled, “It’s just a feeling. They aren’t really full. They like it when people enjoy what they made.”
“Still, it’s uncomfortable having someone watch you eat when they have food in front of them,” Changmin said with a frown.
“You’re right,” Yunho said and also began eating his breakfast. After waiting for the other boy to finish his soup, he cleared his throat.
"Hey, Changmin?"
"Yeah?" the other boy answered, absentmindedly patting his stomach happily.
"Are you going to the Breeding session later today?" Yunho wondered.
"Of course," Changmin was affronted, reaching for his pudding cup next, "Even though I really don't want to, but if it makes Jihyo-nuna happy, then I'll continue to do what the government asks of me."
"If you're willing to listen to Jihyo-sshi ..." Yunho hesitated, "Then, I want you to skip today's Breeding session."
Changmin choked on his pudding before setting his cup back down in shock,
"What the hell, hyung! I thought you said --"
"-- To go to the Breeding sessions, I know. But something's come up and we need your help on it," Yunho confessed. Changmin crinkled his brow,
"We? You mean, Jihyo-nuna needs my help too?"
"Well, initially it was I who needed the help, but Jihyo-sshi offered some advice about the issue and in the end, we both decided that you would be the perfect person to help execute the plan that we both came up with."
"Does that mean I’m going to get myself in trouble?" Changmin asked the obvious.
"You are,” Yunho nodded, “We wouldn't have chosen you if you weren't able to take it.”
"And what does this plan entail?" Changmin grimaced, taking another spoonful of pudding and felt himself losing his appetite.
"We wanted to get Kim Kibum on our side, but he’s adamant in following the government's rules. So in order for him to agree with us, we decided to show him his worst fears come to life, which is seeing innocent people and the ones he cares about, getting hurt," Yunho said.
"I see," Changmin frowned in thought.
"So, the only way for Kibum to join our side, is for you to reject going to today's breeding session in front of him. Make him see the violence and shake him up to the point where he questions his belief in the government," Yunho explained.
"But I don't want to go down there again ...” Changmin whispered. It was half true what he told everyone, that the punishment down in the basement didn't break him. It did. The very first punishment he experienced, gave him nightmares for the next few days and even now, he could remember just how traumatized he was.
"I-I can't hyung ... I need some time to think about it," Changmin said, suddenly shaken up by the memory.
"Then what about last month’s breeding session? You chose to skip it despite getting a punishment in the end. How is that any different from now?" Yunho questioned.
"It is different! I was able to get through the pain because of Jihyo-nuna. I was only doing it because I wanted to save myself for her," Changmin said. Yunho sat up straighter and stared at the younger boy with a serious glare,
"Then ... can't you go through this pain for me?"
-x-
"Here's the information you’ve asked for,” the man said, pulling out a large envelope from under his arm,
“Can I ask why you needed information about a previous floor student of mine?"
Seungri chuckled, getting up from his seat next to the window and walked over to receive the package,
"I have this little puppy that keeps coming back to me and in order for that puppy to keep returning, I have to feed him."
"So he comes to you for information and you give it to him. Then ... what's in it for you?" the man wondered, while Seungri checked the contents of the envelope to make sure that everything was there.
"Free sex."
"Lucky," the man chuckled, "It's hard to get laid these days. The women are getting cockier by the minute. They believe that they could be dominant over men."
"We shouldn't have been lenient with the punishments. The government needs to step it up over there. We have to make them fear us again."
The man scoffed, "You're telling me. Well, I’ve got sergeant duties to perform. Remember, puppies tend to run away from their masters when they deemed that they're not fit anymore."
Seungri rolled his eyes as he sent a text to his puppy, "I highly doubt it. The puppy can't get enough of me."
The man chuckled in response and nodded in goodbye before leaving the room. Seungri didn't have to wait ten minutes before a knock was heard. He set down the envelope on the table and walked over to pull the door open. He wasn’t surprised to see Yoochun standing there with a furious glare and a hand outstretched in front of him,
"Where are the documents?"
"It's inside," Seungri tilted his head into the room, "But don't expect me to give it to you for free."
"You!" Yoochun stepped forward with a growl and lowered his voice with a hiss,
"We had sex this morning!"
"That was for me getting the information and this is for you receiving that information. It's two separate things."
Yoochun marched forward and pushed the other man inside the room before closing the door behind him,
"They're the same thing!"
"I don't think it is ..." Seungri said with a smirk and turned around to walk back to the table where the envelope was and picked it up,
"Or would you rather I tear it up? I'm pretty sure it's not that important to you ..."
"Don't you dare," Yoochun warned when the other man pulled out the documents and proceeded to tear them. At the sound of a small rip, Yoochun raised his hands in surrender,
"Okay! Okay! Please ... just don't tear it."
Seungri smiled at the other boy’s troubled expression and placed the documents back inside the envelope before putting the package back onto the table,
"If you understand, then strip. I need to punish you for trying to disobey your master."
Yoochun bit his lip and glared at the smirk on the other man's face. He tugged his clothes off roughly, his eyes never leaving the other man's and sat naked on the edge of the bed. Seungri moved to stand in between Yoochun's thighs and grasped the latter's chin,
"Don't look at me like you're cursing at me. Look at me like you're waiting for your treat like a good pet."
Yoochun jerked his chin away from the man's hold and kept his glare. Seungri sighed and unzipped his pants, shrugging his shoulders,
"Oh, well ... It doesn't matter, because once I'm thrusting into you, that wanton side of yours, is bound to come out. Now scoot back."
Yoochun grit his teeth and moved back on the bed. Seungri grabbed at the other's ankles when Yoochun was halfway up to the headboard and situated himself between his spread legs.
"Did you prepare yourself for me yet? Oh, wait. You came here thinking that we wouldn't have sex ... " Seungri grinned and pressed a dry finger into the furled hole. Yoochun tensed up a bit at the uncomfortable penetration. There was no way that Seungri would...
"Consider it punishment for trying to disobey your master."
"You're not my -- !" Yoochun felt his breath hitch in his throat from the sudden sharp pain shooting up from the base of his spine. The friction was dry and a part of him wondered if there was some tearing in the process because it hurt like hell.
"Fuck ..."
-x-
"Ow ... the fucking bastard," Yoochun cursed while rubbing at his buttocks. Seungri did in fact, tore something inside of him. There was a reason why lube was invented, so that it could prevent tearing while one was having anal sex ... as well as using it on other things that needed lubrication. However, at the sight of the small smear of blood on his cock, Seungri didn't seem to be fazed by it. Yoochun turned to glare at the closed door of the other man's room before making his way down the hall and out of the building.
He straightened his posture when he entered back into his dorm building and bypassed Junsu and Jaejoong who were on their way to the Dining Hall for lunch. The sight of them smiling at each other and only Junsu dropping his smile at the sight of him, had him boiling up inside. He crinkled the edges of the yellow envelope in his grasp as he maintained his stare at the couple, but mainly at Junsu.
"What were you doing outside?" Jaejoong wondered.
"He was probably having a cigarette break or something. Come on, let's go eat," Junsu dismissed. Yoochun smiled over at his soulmate and placed a finger over his lips and winked,
"Yeah, what Junsu said. Don't tell, okay?"
Junsu scoffed at his response and Yoochun looked over at the younger boy,
"Do you have a stick up your ass? What the hell?"
"It's nothing. Let's go, Jaejoong."
Yoochun watched the couple leave into the Dining Hall before he headed back to his dorm room. He was glad that Yunho wasn't there and he immediately opened up the envelope to look at the contents inside. He flipped through the documents and many questions quickly came to mind.
"Junho? Junsu has a twin brother? How could he keep such a secret from everyone?" Yoochun furrowed his brows with a frown. He let his anger dissipate and remembered that Jaejoong had also kept his twin brother a secret from everyone. He gingerly sat down on his bed in thought.
If it's anything like Jaejoong's situation, then that must mean Junsu has something to hide as well.
He returned to the papers in his hands and continued to read until he froze at a certain sentence.
Kim Junho promoted to Sergeant Major after reporting a traitor. September 12, 2011.
"This is ..." Yoochun read more of the passage and knew that he had found the link he needed to connect Junsu to Hyunjoong.
"So ... Kim Junho was the one who reported Kim Hyunjoong to Seungri ... Then somehow, Junsu had found out about what happened and decided to get close to Jaejoong because he felt guilty of what his brother did to Jaejoong's brother ... " Yoochun murmured.
"This has to be it. I knew Junsu was hiding something in order to get that close to Jaejoong. The level of trust to become Jaejoong's boyfriend ... just why does Junsu want it so much?”
-x-
Jaejoong knew that the security guards would comb the campus in search of him when his floor officer realized that he was missing from the group again. So he decided to make their job easier by going directly to them.
He and Junsu followed after the security guard down the stairs to where their punishment awaited them. The underground basement that had struck so much fear into its victims, became a familiar place to both of them, more so than the comfort of their own dorm room.
“Still together, it seems,” Taeyang commented, making himself known. He sat in a chair at the far corner of the dimly lit room with his legs crossed at the knee. The two boys stepped further into the room until they heard the door closed behind them.
Taeyang leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and hands clasped under his chin,
“As much as I enjoy the company of you two down here every single month, don’t you think that by now, you’d get the message of what I’m trying to teach you?”
Jaejoong clenched his jaw at the words, “We’re not giving up so easily. We’ll continue with our punishments until we die down here.”
“Oh?” Taeyang pushed himself up off the chair and strode over to them,
“That confidence … Do you really think you’ll still have that mindset by the time I break you to the point of death? Should we make a bet on that?”
Jaejoong grit his teeth at the silent promise of their floor officer’s words.
“Now, how should I start breaking your minds tonight?” Taeyang wondered wistfully, circling around them. He then gestured his assistant to bind the two boys into the chairs situated in the room before accepting a wooden paddle from the other man.
“A paddle?” Junsu scoffed,
“First you tortured us with a knife, then a branding iron, and now a paddle? I guess you can’t find anything more painful than a branding iron. It’s a pity.”
Taeyang gave a chuckle of his own and signaled his assistant again and the other man opened a door to the left of them. When the two figures entered the room, blood drained from both Jaejoong and Junsu’s faces. They finally realized what their newest punishment was and it was definitely worse than a branding iron.
They both began to frantically struggle with their restraints, Jaejoong on the verge of hyperventilating. Taeyang cocked an eyebrow at the sudden change and smirked,
“It’s interesting how you’re willing to spill your own blood, but at the mere thought of breeding yourself with the opposite sex, it repulses you. What is it that makes you scared? Is it the fact that you’ll become greedy after one taste?”
“Untie us! Right now!” Jaejoong commanded with eyes wide with fear. Junsu frowned at the other boy’s obvious panic attack and turned to glare at their floor officer and seethed,
“You’ll regret this.”
Taeyang only smiled in response and turned to the two waiting women and gestured them over to where Jaejoong and Junsu were bound,
“Ladies?”
“No. No. No,” Jaejoong chanted, pulling at his restraints again when a gag was placed over his mouth, effectively shutting him up. A gag was placed on Junsu as well, but the boy said nothing and continued to glare at Taeyang.
“There, it’s quiet now. If you will, HyeEun and SunAh?”
The two women walked over to where the boys were bound and knelt down in between their spread legs. The dark haired woman pulled at Jaejoong's zipper just as he let out a small sob and flinched when she pulled out his flaccid cock.
Junsu watched the interaction between Jaejoong and the dark-haired girl with furrowed brows before he was pulled back to the present at the sudden warmth engulfing his cock. He looked down at the brunette and tried to restrain himself from gripping the back of her head. He didn't want to enjoy the way her tongue stroked the underside of his cock before her lips sucked at the purpled head, but he could feel himself getting crossed-eyed in pleasure.
He looked up just in time to see their floor officer smirk at him. He widened his eyes in horror at having been caught liking his so-called punishment, before shutting them with a low groan.
"Oh ... So this one does enjoy doing it with a female," Junsu heard the man say. At the words, he turned over to where Jaejoong was and hoped that the other boy wasn't mad at him for slightly enjoying their horrible situation, but when he caught sight of the panic in the boy's face and the heavy breathing that wasn't caused by the enjoyment of the woman shoving her face into his crotch, the guilt he felt, was immediately washed away with fear.
Junsu struggled in his binds at the pain the other boy seemed to be going through and tried to scream through the gag but it came out muffled.
"Oh? Looks like you're worried about your boyfriend here," Taeyang walked over to where Jaejoong was breathing heavily and gasping at nothing. He yanked the other boy's head back and Jaejoong let out another sob,
"Humph. For a man, you're pathetic. I'm guessing something must have happened for you to react this way, but no matter. I'll make sure you realize your place as a pawn like many others for this government of ours to flourish."
"He's not getting hard," the dark-haired woman whispered. Taeyang looked down and sneered at the woman,
"Then get him hard, Hye Eun. Make sure he ejects his semen into you."
The woman hollowed out her cheeks and let her teeth scrape lightly against the heavy cock on her tongue. She worked her mouth over the flaccid cock until she felt the boy responding and grinned, pulling her mouth away and began settling herself over his lap. She let out a satisfied sigh when she sat down to the root and used her thighs to lift herself up and down.
"So good," she groaned.
Junsu looked over at the other boy again and noticed Jaejoong was on the verge of passing out from shock.
"Hey now, you have to pay attention to me," the brunette said and sat on his lap. Junsu let out a grunt at the way her insides gripped him tight and he instinctively placed his hands on her hips when she began to move.
"See that," Taeyang whispered into Jaejoong's ear, "Even your so-called boyfriend has a thing for the opposite gender. You should be ashamed of yourself from preventing him from doing things that are natural to us humans."
Jaejoong barely registered his floor officer's voice, his mind so far gone that he would rather be in the darkness of his mind rather than focusing on the present situation.
He felt a tingling sensation from his groin and from the way the woman bounced on his lap, moaning, he knew that his body was cumming.
"Perfect," Taeyang smirked, "Just perfect."
-x-
Yoochun stared listlessly up at the ceiling. It had been an hour since he’d looked at the documents and he still couldn’t process the information. He had an inkling that Junsu was up to no good and to find out that his intuition was true, surprised him.
But this time, I’ll be one step ahead of you, Junsu. No matter how much you lie to hide your past, I already know the truth.
He caught a glimpse at the time and frowned, realizing that he had yet again, skipped a whole afternoon of classes.
Ms. Jeon did warn me that I would get a failing grade for her class if I skipped her class again. Oh well, who cares.
He placed the documents back into the envelope and hid it under his pillow before deciding to head down to the Dining Hall for dinner. There, he spotted Yunho eating with Changmin and no sight of Junsu or Jaejoong. Inwardly, he sighed with relief that the two boys weren't around. He couldn't trust himself around them, afraid that if he confronted them, he would spill out all his anger onto Junsu about the fact that he was betraying Jaejoong by giving the other boy false happiness just to hide the fact that his twin brother killed Hyunjoong.
Yoochun ignored them and stood in line for his dinner. He knew that Yunho's group would be the first one to leave for Breeding Week, which gave him enough time to process everything he found about Junsu and his past.
He got his meal and went to find an empty table to eat. He managed to eat most of his food before a shadow loomed over him. He looked up to see Changmin standing there before him and he quickly looked back to where he last saw Yunho and found the other man gone. Changmin chuckled at the action,
"So you still care. I think Yunho will be relieved to know that. Lately, he's been busy with his military duties, that he's pushed all his emotional worries about you, onto me. But now, I think my job is done for the time being."
Yoochun scoffed at the words and stood up with his now empty tray to the cafeteria lady where she took his tray to the sink,
"Then, does that mean you're my temporary boyfriend?"
"No offense, hyung," Changmin followed after him out of the Dining Hall, "But I'm not gay and if I was, I don't think you're my type."
Yoochun wanted to pull the younger boy into a head-lock, but knew that the other boy didn't mean any harm by his words. They both stopped just outside the Dining Hall entrance before Yoochun turned around to look at Changmin,
"So, when does your group leave?"
"Around ten or so," Changmin shrugged.
"Well, that sucks," Yoochun clucked his tongue, "Then, you won't get back until midnight?"
"Yeah, I guess. What about you, hyung?" Changmin wondered. Yoochun stuffed a hand into his pant pocket,
"My group is after the first group."
"Oh, then you'll be able to sleep together with Yunho. I heard that your sleeping schedules haven’t managed to sync up. Maybe today will be the day for you two to patch things up," Changmin said.
Yoochun stared at the younger boy with a frown,
"Do you really want to see us settle our differences? I think a little more time away from each other will do us some good."
"You mean a month apart wasn't enough for you to forgive Yunho? I told you that it was just a misunderstanding. Yunho even said that he wrote you a note of his whereabouts that night. I would know since I was there when he wrote it," Changmin complained with a sigh.
"Please, let's not talk about this," Yoochun hissed with a quick dismissal.
"Hyung," Changmin started, but Yoochun punched the wall next to him, shocking the other boy,
"Shut up! Stop talking about him!"
Changmin immediately clammed up and frowned, "Just what are you afraid of, hyung? Don't you want to get back together with Yunho?"
Yoochun lowered his head and avoided Changmin's eyes,
"It doesn't matter what I want. There's too many things happening right now and I don't have the time to think about what Yunho's doing. Look, this is just between me and Yunho. I'm grateful that you care about our relationship, but it isn't necessary. Just worry about yourself first and don't give in to temptation. Don't jump at every chance to see that woman of yours or you'll end up dead. We don't want Jaejoong to worry sick about you again."
Changmin let out a noise of protest at the mention of his Jihyo-nuna, but stopped to blink in confusion at the last phrase,
"What do you mean by that? When did Jaejoong-hyung worry sick about me?"
Yoochun cursed lightly at his slip of tongue. This wasn't the time to bring up past issues about Jaejoong's short obsession with the younger boy,
"Never mind, forget I said anything."
Changmin huffed, watching Yoochun's retreating back until he couldn't see the other boy anymore,
"You say that I shouldn't butt into your business, but you're doing the exact same thing to me."
He shook his head and headed for his own dorm room, ready to spend the next few hours finishing his homework assignments.
-x-
After leaving Changmin behind at the Dining Hall, Yoochun made his way back to his dorm room and found himself gravitating to the large yellow envelope peeking out from its hiding place under his pillow. He pulled out the documents and scanned them over once more. He still couldn't believe that he was able to come upon such crucial information about Junsu and his fake and desperate relationship with Jaejoong.
You better watch out, Junsu. I have your future in your hands.
He jerked his head up at the knocks on the door. He quickly stuffed the papers back into the envelope and hid the package behind a row of books on his bookshelf before opening the door to see his floor officer waiting on the other side.
“Good evening,” Yoochun greeted with a whisper.
"I want you to report down to the courtyard, Park Yoochun. Your group is next," Sungjong stated.
"I understand," Yoochun mumbled, avoiding eye contact with the other man and headed down to the entrance of the dorm building where a few other people were already there waiting. Once everyone was accounted for, they all headed over to the Breeding House and he wasn't at all surprised to see Yunho already standing in line to return back to the dorm building.
Changmin had been right. They had been avoiding each other for a month now, despite sleeping in the same room. He always made up the excuse that they were both busy with their own lives, that there wasn't enough time to actually sit down and talk about what happened. However, the truth was, he still felt hurt from that night. He should've gotten over it by now, Yunho seemed like he had, but he still couldn't. The pain from that night was still fresh in his mind. How could Yunho blame it all on him?
He avoided looking at Yunho, not because they had to pretend to not like each other, but because he felt uncomfortable by the other boy's presence after not being able to see the other face-to-face in so long.
He slightly froze in his spot when Yunho walked past him and felt a slip of paper pressed into the palm of his hand. It was different, but at the same time, familiar. It almost reminded him of their earlier moments together when they would sneak touches between their fingers, reveling in the fact that they could be caught by their floor officer at any second.
Yoochun stepped into his designated room where a girl sat on the mattress waiting. He pocketed the slip of paper into his pant pocket before stripping himself of his clothes.
Later, he would read what Yunho had to say. For now, he had a duty to perform.
-x-
Changmin almost jumped out of his seat at the set of knocks on his door when 9:30PM came around. He noticed his roommate, Kibum getting up from his bed to answer the door, but he quickly announced,
“I’ll get it.”
He was glad to have opened the door when he spotted Yunho on the other side. He stepped out into the hallway with the other boy and closed the door behind him.
“So, are you ready?” Yunho asked.
Changmin had been focusing on his homework to help him forget that he was going to cause a scene in front of his best friend and then get punished down in the basement. He shivered at the thought of going back down there and experience the most intense pain he’d ever felt again.
Yunho placed both hands on the other boy’s shoulders and gave him an encouraging massage,
“You’ll do fine, Changmin-ah. I promise that it will be the last time you’ll be down there. Remember, Jihyo-sshi has faith in you. When we convince Kibum to come to our side, your efforts will be worth it.”
Changmin knew that this was his final chance to back away and pretend he never heard the other boy’s proposal. But before he could give his answer, he heard a faint sound of the elevator and they both turned down the hallway to see the doors opening to reveal the floor officer.
“Shit, it’s already that time, huh?” Yunho cursed. He turned to Changmin,
“I really hope you would make the right decision, Changmin-ah. We’re both counting on you.”
He turned to escape the other way, but was caught mid-step.
“Hold it right there.”
Yunho stopped and turned around to face the other man.
“What floor are you?”
“The second floor,” Yunho answered.
“You’re Sungjong’s student, huh? And what are you doing here on the third floor? You know that there’s no mingling between floors,” the man scolded, then turned his attention over to Changmin,
“And you … Are you ready to head down to the front?”
“I’ll be going now,” Yunho excused himself and the floor officer let him. He heard the ending part to Changmin’s response before the sound of a body slamming into a door reverberated in the empty hallway. He winced and inwardly apologized to the younger boy.
I’m sorry, Changmin-ah. But you made a good choice for everyone’s future.
-x-
“What did you just say?” the man seethed. Changmin cowered against the door,
“I-I said that I’m not going.”
Changmin let out another pained grunt when his floor officer kicked him in the shoulder and then planted his foot on his chest, pinning him down to the floor. The door above Changmin’s head suddenly opened and Kibum looked at the scene in front of him,
“Wh-What’s going on?”
The floor officer took his foot off Changmin’s chest and straightened out his uniform, glaring pointedly down at the boy’s bruised and crumpled form,
“This ungrateful brat here just refused to participate in this week’s Breeding Session, so I’m punishing him right now. Are you going to refuse as well?”
Kibum shook his head quickly, “Of course not! I would never – But … I’m sure you’ve misunderstood, there’s no reason why Changmin would refuse …”
“I’m not going,” Changmin repeated, sitting up from his flat position on the floor. Kibum bit his lip and crouched down next to his best friend and hissed,
“What do you think you’re doing? Tell him that you’ll go!”
“No. I’m done selling my body to the government,” Changmin said, managing to get up on his two feet with a wince. Then he felt the harsh sting when his floor officer backhanded him. The man lifted his lips with a sneer,
“You’re not done unless the government says so. I should’ve known that the quiet ones were the most troublesome. Now come on.”
The man pulled Changmin by the collar of his shirt and dragged the boy down to the elevator doors. Kibum stood there in the hallway, eyes welling up with unshed tears. For the first time of his existence, he feared for his best friend’s life.
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