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[JAEMIN][COMPLETE][YAOI] Midnight Romance on 2010-03-02, 6:04 am
Title: Midnight Romance
Pairing: JaeMin, SuHo, JunChun (JunhoxYoochun)
Rating: R
Warnings: Rough Sex, Slight Angst, Language, Vampire’s
Summary: It was supposed to be fun; it wasn’t supposed to mean anything. But it did, and they fell in love. Now, secrets will be revealed and pasts uncovered in one unraveling moment…but will it be enough in the end?
A/N: (Please ignore the lame, cheap romance novel sounding title >.>) Okay, so, this took me a while longer than anticipated >.> MinSu is my forte and I’ve never done JaeMin before so this is a first for me ^^ Anyway, this is for Reya13 for the fic exchange over at Magyk_Carousel. I really hope you like it bb ^^ Also, this was supposed to be more angsty than it turned out, and it also probably won’t be too many more parts, 3 at the most (I have most of it written already). So, like I said, I hope you guys enjoy it and please tell me what you think ^^
Thanks you to Taki at (http://artsyasiancrew.co.nr/) for the poster! ^^

Midnight Romance – Part 1
"One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter."
- James Earl Jones
He had no idea how he had gotten into the position he was in, or how and when it had started progressing so far.
Well, no, he did know how he was in the position he was currently in, to be more specific he was currently in between a wall and a vampire. What he wanted to know, was how he had let himself be pulled into these rendezvous with the vampire in front of him, and when it had started getting so serious.
He was pulled out of his musings by the vampire in front of him grinding against him and breathing his name in a sultry whisper against his ear.
"Changmin-ah~"
Changmin shuddered against the vampire, eyes opening (when had he closed them?) and gazing into the vampires glowing red eyes.
“Jaejoong…”
He almost whimpered the name out, the need in him starting to flow up and overfill, making him feel as if he would die if he didn’t get the satisfaction that he (they) both craved from these late night meetings.
Jaejoong smirked at him, fangs glinting in the sparse lighting of the alleyway, tongue coming out to lick his lips. Changmin’s eyes greedily followed the movement, biting his bottom lip roughly before grinding back against Jaejoong, arms winding tighter around the man’s neck, moans falling from his lips in sinful delight. Jaejoong grinned, leaning down and licking a trail up Changmin’s exposed neck, Changmin groaning at the action and tilting his head to expose more of his neck.
“Do it!”
The command came out as more of a breathy whisper, with no heat, just breathless want behind it. Jaejoong chuckled against Changmin neck, leaving little teasing nips and licks up and down the left side of Changmin’s neck.
“So impatient tonight love. Any particular reason?”
Jaejoong’s voice came out as slightly mocking, and completely rhetorical. Both of them knew the reason why Changmin was so impatient, so eager that night.
They just wouldn’t talk of it, not together, not there.
So Changmin ignored the jibe and the slight resounding pang in his chest at the words and the tone behind them. Instead he just yanked Jaejoong closer and pulled the man up into a bruising kiss. Jaejoong immediately groaned and thrust his tongue into Changmin’s mouth and taking dominance of the kiss completely. Changmin let him, used to it by now and knowing it would be futile to fight with the older, stronger and more experienced man.
Jaejoong hastily reached down and undid their pants, letting them pool around their respective ankles before hitching Changmin up so that Changmin’s legs wrapped around his waist, Changmin clinging to him, as he was the only support he had (besides the wall against his back) that kept him from falling on his ass. Jaejoong didn’t waste any time once their pants were off, thrusting in rough and dry, to impatient to wait for lubrication (and they both secretly loved it this rough anyway, though they had never spoken the words out to the other).
Changmin gasped and tightened his arms and legs around Jaejoong as he thrust in and out of Changmin impatiently, with short, powerful thrusts. He yanked his mouth from Jaejoong’s and threw it back, hitting it against the wall behind him, but he hardly noticed, Jaejoong’s name the only clear things falling from his lips breathlessly amidst the moans and incoherent babbling he was doing. Jaejoong grinned as he returned his attention to Changmin’s sensitive neck, hands clutching Changmins hips almost desperately as he literally pounded his lover into the wall, neither caring about the dark bruises that would inevitably show up on Changmin the following morning.
It was as he felt his climax starting to approach rapidly that the teasing bites and sucks at Changmin’s neck started to get more insistent, a bit harsher, almost breaking the skin. Changmin was almost completely incoherent now from the various sensations assailing his body. He knew that he wouldn’t last much longer, that he was nearing the end as well as he could tell that Jaejoong was by the fact that Jaejoong’s pace had sped up (a feat made possible only by his vampiric heritage), brutally slamming into him now.
Changmin shuddered, tightening his hold on Jaejoong as he felt himself fall closer and closer to climax. He started to clench tightly around Jaejoong, trying to draw the other’s climax out first. Jaejoong grunted against Changmin’s neck, continuously licking on spot over and over, nibbling on it, and waiting. It wasn’t until he finally, finally, tumbled over the edge, climaxing almost violently inside Changmin that he let his canines extend fully before biting down on Changmin’s neck, blood rushing into his mouth.
Changmin threw his head back once again, a soundless yell falling from his lips as his eyes rolled back into his head from the overwhelming pleasure assailing his body, causing his climax to rip through him. He shuddered harshly in Jaejoong hold, Jaejoong tightening the hold to make sure that the man didn’t accidently fall as he drank in the very essence of Changmin’s life.
Changmin fell limp in Jaejoong hold a minute later, head lolling to the side and eyes fluttering at the euphoric sensation coursing through his veins. It wasn’t until Jaejoong had had his fill two minutes later that he retracted his fangs and licked the tiny bite-holes left behind by them, watching them slowly start to scab over. They would be healed by the time Changmin woke up, leaving no trace that a vampire had fed on him.
Jaejoong tightened his hold on Changmin, knowing the other wouldn’t be able to stand, let alone walk, just quite yet. Changmin slowly turned his head so that he was looking directly at Jaejoong, eyes half-lidded and glowing with satisfaction. Jaejoong grinned, licking the excess blood around his lips before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Changmin nearly unresponsive lips. Changmin pressed back lightly before pulling away.
Jaejoong watched as Changmin slowly gained his strength back, his hold tightening ever so slightly around Jaejoong. Jaejoong wanted to say something, make Changmin a promise, anything really, to just not have to leave. But they both knew that whatever Jaejoong said would be a lie, that his word would not be kept, and that whether or not he wanted to leave, the fact is he would.
So Jaejoong swallowed back the words rising in his throat, pushed everything to some deep, dark corner of his mind where it would be locked away and hopefully (except not really) be forgotten.
By this time Changmin had regained enough strength that he could stand up on his own, so he unwound himself from Jaejoong, standing (slightly) steadily on his feet, Jaejoong helping him redo his pants before redoing his own. The silence between them was awkward and hesitant (heartbreaking). So many things they both wanted to say, but never saying them. They knew better.
Really, this was better for them, in the end.
Jaejoong opened his mouth to say something, what though, Changmin could only guess (hope). In the end though be bit it back, face closing off as he stepped away from Changmin. Changmin ignored the pang in his chest once again. It always ended this way, as it was always destined to from the moment they started this. But still, Changmin would hope every time (foolishly) that something would be different, that the next time would be different.
It never was.
So instead, Jaejoong just gazed at him one last time, gaze expressionless, before disappearing faster than his human eyes were capable of processing.
Changmin gazed at the spot that Jaejoong once stood (eyes sad, body broken and heart missing) before turning away and limping slowly home.
Home, of course, being a cheap two bedroom apartment that he had rented with his best friend (and cousin) ever since they had ran away from their families at the young ages of 17 and 16 (with him being 16 and his hyung being 17).
He wasn’t surprised to see said hyung waiting for him inside the door when he got home, worried look on his face and first aid box nearby (just in case; it had been needed before). His hyung sighed in relief when he walked through the door, immediately closing the door behind him and checking him over to make sure that he wasn’t hurt anywhere before dragging him to the living room and sitting him down on the couch.
Changmin just complied, already knowing what was coming. His hyung quickly came back with a big warm blanket that he wrapped around Changmin securely before going into the small kitchen and grabbing the food and drinks he had prepared before hand and brining them out and giving a drink to Changmin, setting the plate of food down in front of them on the coffee table before unwrapping the blanket around Changmin just enough to crawl in with him and bring the younger into his arms.
Changmin curled into his hyung, sipping his drink quietly. His hyung quickly brought some food to Changmin’s lips, feeding him. Changmin complied and ate, just as quite. The two rarely ever talked on these nights. He knew his hyung didn’t really approve of what Changmin did. His hyung said that he was destroying himself doing this, knowing that nothing would ever come out of it. Changmin had ignored him though. He knew the consequences when they had started this, knew that he would likely get attached (it was inevitable really)…but he had done nothing to stop it.
He really must be some kind of masochist.
His hyung broke tradition though, and spoke to him.
“Changminnie…”
Changmin sighed, burrowing himself farther into his hyungs warm embrace, hands clutching the mug in his hands desperately.
“I know Yoochun-hyung. But this was the last time, I swear…you…you know what’s going to happen soon.”
Yoochun nodded, drawing his donsaeng as close as possible, running a hand through his hair. Changmin almost purred, resting his head on Yoochun’s chest, eyes falling shut. Yoochun smiled softly at the top of Changmins head before leaning down slightly and pressing a kiss to the top of Changmin’s head and reaching forward to get more food.
“Come on, eat up. You can fall asleep once I’m satisfied you’ve eaten enough.”
Changmin groaned in mock protest before opening his mouth willingly in a completely contradictory move and eating the food Yoochun presented him with. Yoochun just chuckled before feeding him more.
The next day Changmin felt much better as he walked down the streets of the city. The chilled air nipped at his skin, turning it rosy, but he hardly noticed it. He was too absorbed in his thoughts. Last night he had fallen asleep against Yoochun, and he had woken up in their shared bed. Yoochun was, of course, already up and in the home office working on his next assignment for the newspaper he worked for.
Changmin had stayed in the bed for a few more minutes, quietly. He had just stared blankly at the ceiling above him, wondering how his life had gotten so fucked up. Yoochun had, of course, come in then to get him up to eat. He always had the uncanny ability to do things like that. Changmin had left soon after. He had to work soon, and it was a good walk away.
As he walked he thought back to what he had been thinking about earlier that morning before Yoochun had interrupted them.
He and Yoochun had always been close, naturally, being family. It also helped that their families lived across the street from each other, so they grew up together. Their families though, were very well off. They were high in society circles, and knew all the right people. Unlike what you might think, they were very good parents. Both his and Yoochun’s parents always paid attention to them, but never spoiled them. They attended their school functions and ate together as a family for dinner.
They were, however, a bit overprotective.
It really wasn’t that bad, not at first. Both he and Yoochun had basically no friends because of their parent’s obsessive over protectiveness. They literally only had each other in that area. They set ridiculous curfews and freaked out over tiny scrapes; had full on meltdowns if they broke a bone.
But it was manageable. They could deal. They had each other and stayed at each other’s houses often, sharing a bed (which they had gotten used to as they got older, gathering comfort from it, which is why they still shared a bed even now). Once they passed puberty though, it had gotten almost ridiculous. They were basically confined to their houses, only being allowed to leave to go to school or to go to the others house. It was when Yoochun was 16 and Changmin was 15 that they found out the reason for this.
They had been promised at birth to complete strangers.
Vampires.
Neither of them had taken the news very well. Vampires were common in the world (ever since they had been exposed way back when during the Second World War) and were accepted in society now. They weren’t the bloodthirsty monsters that they had been made out to be (well…most of them weren’t). And once they had made their way into high society it wasn’t uncommon to see the wealthy human families promising their newborns to vampires for more wealth, protection, security, ect.
The vampires would normally choose the newborn themselves though. They wouldn’t just accept some random human. The humans that were promised to them eventually became their mates. They weren’t always turned, a lot of them actually stayed human, but their longevity was increased to match that of the vampire they were bound to, though it also wasn’t rare that a human asked to be turned eventually.
So, for Changmin and Yoochun to find out that they had been promised to some random vampire that they had never met (or never remembered meeting) was not something they were planning on or something they looked forward to.
So they had run away, a year later. They had managed to save up money and changed their appearance as best they could before moving across the country to get away from their families. And they never looked back, and they were happy. Changmin and Yoochun had had no problem with vampires before, but after that they had a slight aversion to them. So it was a slight mystery to Changmin just how exactly Jaejoong had managed to convince him into the little game they had had going on for a little over a year now.
Yoochun, obviously, hadn’t been thrilled upon learning, but he had kept most of his objection back once he saw how much better the young Changmin had looked. It was as if a weight had been lifted off of the young 20 year olds shoulders. He was happier, more energetic. But Yoochun had still seen the end before it came, just as Changmin and Jaejoong had. The two of them had just chosen to ignore it. And Changmin had fallen to deep. They were just supposed to have fun, be of mutual benefit to the other.
But Changmin had fallen in love with Jaejoong, someone he could never be with.
For Jaejoong had already been promised to someone else, and he was to be bonded to that person in a week’s time. Changmin stubbornly ignored the constant throb in his chest at the thought of it before pushing the thought from his mind completely.
He didn’t have time to dwell on the past (and that’s what it was, the past, and that’s where it would stay).
He had to get to work.
A/N: Well, there you go the first part. I’m a bit nervous since it’s my first JaeMin and I’m not sure how I feel about the whole thing, but It’s growing on me. So I hope you enjoyed it and please remember to tell me what you think.
Pairing: JaeMin, SuHo, JunChun (JunhoxYoochun)
Rating: R
Warnings: Rough Sex, Slight Angst, Language, Vampire’s
Summary: It was supposed to be fun; it wasn’t supposed to mean anything. But it did, and they fell in love. Now, secrets will be revealed and pasts uncovered in one unraveling moment…but will it be enough in the end?
A/N: (Please ignore the lame, cheap romance novel sounding title >.>) Okay, so, this took me a while longer than anticipated >.> MinSu is my forte and I’ve never done JaeMin before so this is a first for me ^^ Anyway, this is for Reya13 for the fic exchange over at Magyk_Carousel. I really hope you like it bb ^^ Also, this was supposed to be more angsty than it turned out, and it also probably won’t be too many more parts, 3 at the most (I have most of it written already). So, like I said, I hope you guys enjoy it and please tell me what you think ^^
Thanks you to Taki at (http://artsyasiancrew.co.nr/) for the poster! ^^

Midnight Romance – Part 1
"One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter."
- James Earl Jones
He had no idea how he had gotten into the position he was in, or how and when it had started progressing so far.
Well, no, he did know how he was in the position he was currently in, to be more specific he was currently in between a wall and a vampire. What he wanted to know, was how he had let himself be pulled into these rendezvous with the vampire in front of him, and when it had started getting so serious.
He was pulled out of his musings by the vampire in front of him grinding against him and breathing his name in a sultry whisper against his ear.
"Changmin-ah~"
Changmin shuddered against the vampire, eyes opening (when had he closed them?) and gazing into the vampires glowing red eyes.
“Jaejoong…”
He almost whimpered the name out, the need in him starting to flow up and overfill, making him feel as if he would die if he didn’t get the satisfaction that he (they) both craved from these late night meetings.
Jaejoong smirked at him, fangs glinting in the sparse lighting of the alleyway, tongue coming out to lick his lips. Changmin’s eyes greedily followed the movement, biting his bottom lip roughly before grinding back against Jaejoong, arms winding tighter around the man’s neck, moans falling from his lips in sinful delight. Jaejoong grinned, leaning down and licking a trail up Changmin’s exposed neck, Changmin groaning at the action and tilting his head to expose more of his neck.
“Do it!”
The command came out as more of a breathy whisper, with no heat, just breathless want behind it. Jaejoong chuckled against Changmin neck, leaving little teasing nips and licks up and down the left side of Changmin’s neck.
“So impatient tonight love. Any particular reason?”
Jaejoong’s voice came out as slightly mocking, and completely rhetorical. Both of them knew the reason why Changmin was so impatient, so eager that night.
They just wouldn’t talk of it, not together, not there.
So Changmin ignored the jibe and the slight resounding pang in his chest at the words and the tone behind them. Instead he just yanked Jaejoong closer and pulled the man up into a bruising kiss. Jaejoong immediately groaned and thrust his tongue into Changmin’s mouth and taking dominance of the kiss completely. Changmin let him, used to it by now and knowing it would be futile to fight with the older, stronger and more experienced man.
Jaejoong hastily reached down and undid their pants, letting them pool around their respective ankles before hitching Changmin up so that Changmin’s legs wrapped around his waist, Changmin clinging to him, as he was the only support he had (besides the wall against his back) that kept him from falling on his ass. Jaejoong didn’t waste any time once their pants were off, thrusting in rough and dry, to impatient to wait for lubrication (and they both secretly loved it this rough anyway, though they had never spoken the words out to the other).
Changmin gasped and tightened his arms and legs around Jaejoong as he thrust in and out of Changmin impatiently, with short, powerful thrusts. He yanked his mouth from Jaejoong’s and threw it back, hitting it against the wall behind him, but he hardly noticed, Jaejoong’s name the only clear things falling from his lips breathlessly amidst the moans and incoherent babbling he was doing. Jaejoong grinned as he returned his attention to Changmin’s sensitive neck, hands clutching Changmins hips almost desperately as he literally pounded his lover into the wall, neither caring about the dark bruises that would inevitably show up on Changmin the following morning.
It was as he felt his climax starting to approach rapidly that the teasing bites and sucks at Changmin’s neck started to get more insistent, a bit harsher, almost breaking the skin. Changmin was almost completely incoherent now from the various sensations assailing his body. He knew that he wouldn’t last much longer, that he was nearing the end as well as he could tell that Jaejoong was by the fact that Jaejoong’s pace had sped up (a feat made possible only by his vampiric heritage), brutally slamming into him now.
Changmin shuddered, tightening his hold on Jaejoong as he felt himself fall closer and closer to climax. He started to clench tightly around Jaejoong, trying to draw the other’s climax out first. Jaejoong grunted against Changmin’s neck, continuously licking on spot over and over, nibbling on it, and waiting. It wasn’t until he finally, finally, tumbled over the edge, climaxing almost violently inside Changmin that he let his canines extend fully before biting down on Changmin’s neck, blood rushing into his mouth.
Changmin threw his head back once again, a soundless yell falling from his lips as his eyes rolled back into his head from the overwhelming pleasure assailing his body, causing his climax to rip through him. He shuddered harshly in Jaejoong hold, Jaejoong tightening the hold to make sure that the man didn’t accidently fall as he drank in the very essence of Changmin’s life.
Changmin fell limp in Jaejoong hold a minute later, head lolling to the side and eyes fluttering at the euphoric sensation coursing through his veins. It wasn’t until Jaejoong had had his fill two minutes later that he retracted his fangs and licked the tiny bite-holes left behind by them, watching them slowly start to scab over. They would be healed by the time Changmin woke up, leaving no trace that a vampire had fed on him.
Jaejoong tightened his hold on Changmin, knowing the other wouldn’t be able to stand, let alone walk, just quite yet. Changmin slowly turned his head so that he was looking directly at Jaejoong, eyes half-lidded and glowing with satisfaction. Jaejoong grinned, licking the excess blood around his lips before leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Changmin nearly unresponsive lips. Changmin pressed back lightly before pulling away.
Jaejoong watched as Changmin slowly gained his strength back, his hold tightening ever so slightly around Jaejoong. Jaejoong wanted to say something, make Changmin a promise, anything really, to just not have to leave. But they both knew that whatever Jaejoong said would be a lie, that his word would not be kept, and that whether or not he wanted to leave, the fact is he would.
So Jaejoong swallowed back the words rising in his throat, pushed everything to some deep, dark corner of his mind where it would be locked away and hopefully (except not really) be forgotten.
By this time Changmin had regained enough strength that he could stand up on his own, so he unwound himself from Jaejoong, standing (slightly) steadily on his feet, Jaejoong helping him redo his pants before redoing his own. The silence between them was awkward and hesitant (heartbreaking). So many things they both wanted to say, but never saying them. They knew better.
Really, this was better for them, in the end.
Jaejoong opened his mouth to say something, what though, Changmin could only guess (hope). In the end though be bit it back, face closing off as he stepped away from Changmin. Changmin ignored the pang in his chest once again. It always ended this way, as it was always destined to from the moment they started this. But still, Changmin would hope every time (foolishly) that something would be different, that the next time would be different.
It never was.
So instead, Jaejoong just gazed at him one last time, gaze expressionless, before disappearing faster than his human eyes were capable of processing.
Changmin gazed at the spot that Jaejoong once stood (eyes sad, body broken and heart missing) before turning away and limping slowly home.
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Home, of course, being a cheap two bedroom apartment that he had rented with his best friend (and cousin) ever since they had ran away from their families at the young ages of 17 and 16 (with him being 16 and his hyung being 17).
He wasn’t surprised to see said hyung waiting for him inside the door when he got home, worried look on his face and first aid box nearby (just in case; it had been needed before). His hyung sighed in relief when he walked through the door, immediately closing the door behind him and checking him over to make sure that he wasn’t hurt anywhere before dragging him to the living room and sitting him down on the couch.
Changmin just complied, already knowing what was coming. His hyung quickly came back with a big warm blanket that he wrapped around Changmin securely before going into the small kitchen and grabbing the food and drinks he had prepared before hand and brining them out and giving a drink to Changmin, setting the plate of food down in front of them on the coffee table before unwrapping the blanket around Changmin just enough to crawl in with him and bring the younger into his arms.
Changmin curled into his hyung, sipping his drink quietly. His hyung quickly brought some food to Changmin’s lips, feeding him. Changmin complied and ate, just as quite. The two rarely ever talked on these nights. He knew his hyung didn’t really approve of what Changmin did. His hyung said that he was destroying himself doing this, knowing that nothing would ever come out of it. Changmin had ignored him though. He knew the consequences when they had started this, knew that he would likely get attached (it was inevitable really)…but he had done nothing to stop it.
He really must be some kind of masochist.
His hyung broke tradition though, and spoke to him.
“Changminnie…”
Changmin sighed, burrowing himself farther into his hyungs warm embrace, hands clutching the mug in his hands desperately.
“I know Yoochun-hyung. But this was the last time, I swear…you…you know what’s going to happen soon.”
Yoochun nodded, drawing his donsaeng as close as possible, running a hand through his hair. Changmin almost purred, resting his head on Yoochun’s chest, eyes falling shut. Yoochun smiled softly at the top of Changmins head before leaning down slightly and pressing a kiss to the top of Changmin’s head and reaching forward to get more food.
“Come on, eat up. You can fall asleep once I’m satisfied you’ve eaten enough.”
Changmin groaned in mock protest before opening his mouth willingly in a completely contradictory move and eating the food Yoochun presented him with. Yoochun just chuckled before feeding him more.
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The next day Changmin felt much better as he walked down the streets of the city. The chilled air nipped at his skin, turning it rosy, but he hardly noticed it. He was too absorbed in his thoughts. Last night he had fallen asleep against Yoochun, and he had woken up in their shared bed. Yoochun was, of course, already up and in the home office working on his next assignment for the newspaper he worked for.
Changmin had stayed in the bed for a few more minutes, quietly. He had just stared blankly at the ceiling above him, wondering how his life had gotten so fucked up. Yoochun had, of course, come in then to get him up to eat. He always had the uncanny ability to do things like that. Changmin had left soon after. He had to work soon, and it was a good walk away.
As he walked he thought back to what he had been thinking about earlier that morning before Yoochun had interrupted them.
He and Yoochun had always been close, naturally, being family. It also helped that their families lived across the street from each other, so they grew up together. Their families though, were very well off. They were high in society circles, and knew all the right people. Unlike what you might think, they were very good parents. Both his and Yoochun’s parents always paid attention to them, but never spoiled them. They attended their school functions and ate together as a family for dinner.
They were, however, a bit overprotective.
It really wasn’t that bad, not at first. Both he and Yoochun had basically no friends because of their parent’s obsessive over protectiveness. They literally only had each other in that area. They set ridiculous curfews and freaked out over tiny scrapes; had full on meltdowns if they broke a bone.
But it was manageable. They could deal. They had each other and stayed at each other’s houses often, sharing a bed (which they had gotten used to as they got older, gathering comfort from it, which is why they still shared a bed even now). Once they passed puberty though, it had gotten almost ridiculous. They were basically confined to their houses, only being allowed to leave to go to school or to go to the others house. It was when Yoochun was 16 and Changmin was 15 that they found out the reason for this.
They had been promised at birth to complete strangers.
Vampires.
Neither of them had taken the news very well. Vampires were common in the world (ever since they had been exposed way back when during the Second World War) and were accepted in society now. They weren’t the bloodthirsty monsters that they had been made out to be (well…most of them weren’t). And once they had made their way into high society it wasn’t uncommon to see the wealthy human families promising their newborns to vampires for more wealth, protection, security, ect.
The vampires would normally choose the newborn themselves though. They wouldn’t just accept some random human. The humans that were promised to them eventually became their mates. They weren’t always turned, a lot of them actually stayed human, but their longevity was increased to match that of the vampire they were bound to, though it also wasn’t rare that a human asked to be turned eventually.
So, for Changmin and Yoochun to find out that they had been promised to some random vampire that they had never met (or never remembered meeting) was not something they were planning on or something they looked forward to.
So they had run away, a year later. They had managed to save up money and changed their appearance as best they could before moving across the country to get away from their families. And they never looked back, and they were happy. Changmin and Yoochun had had no problem with vampires before, but after that they had a slight aversion to them. So it was a slight mystery to Changmin just how exactly Jaejoong had managed to convince him into the little game they had had going on for a little over a year now.
Yoochun, obviously, hadn’t been thrilled upon learning, but he had kept most of his objection back once he saw how much better the young Changmin had looked. It was as if a weight had been lifted off of the young 20 year olds shoulders. He was happier, more energetic. But Yoochun had still seen the end before it came, just as Changmin and Jaejoong had. The two of them had just chosen to ignore it. And Changmin had fallen to deep. They were just supposed to have fun, be of mutual benefit to the other.
But Changmin had fallen in love with Jaejoong, someone he could never be with.
For Jaejoong had already been promised to someone else, and he was to be bonded to that person in a week’s time. Changmin stubbornly ignored the constant throb in his chest at the thought of it before pushing the thought from his mind completely.
He didn’t have time to dwell on the past (and that’s what it was, the past, and that’s where it would stay).
He had to get to work.
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A/N: Well, there you go the first part. I’m a bit nervous since it’s my first JaeMin and I’m not sure how I feel about the whole thing, but It’s growing on me. So I hope you enjoyed it and please remember to tell me what you think.
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