(au meme) yunho/jaejoong: red riding ho
Jaejoong lifted his sword just as the beast’s claws came crashing down. They caught on the sharp metal, his black fur ripping as he pushed his weight down, and Jaejoong winced as the wolf’s red blood ran down the blade to the handle. He pushed the wolf away with a harsh slash of his weapon and turned on his heals before he could recover. Sheathing his sword as he ran, the hunter reached over his shoulders and drew his twin crossbows from his back. He spun to face the beast with the weapons pointed mercilessly in his outstretched arms, but the monster was not there.
The hunter dropped to one knee as he scanned the snow covered ground for any sign of tracks. His floor length red cloak swept up in a chilly winter breeze. As it settled back down, the wolf stood a foot behind him, breathing hard and dripping ruby blood from his hands. It took a second for the hunter to hear the beast, and less to spin on his folded knee and re-aim his bows. Through the wild kick up of snow and his cloak, the crossbows fired on the wolf. The metal arrows sung in the air as they flew, one tore at the hair on the wolf’s chin as it flew by, while the other hit its target by lodging itself deep in the monster’s chest. The wolf reached for the arrow and found it dug in deeper than he could pull out. He threw his head back and let out a terrible howl of pain. Jaejoong watched as he loaded another arrow into one of his bows, but before he could raise it to the beast, the wolf was already barreling towards him with blood red anger in his eyes. He knocked at the hunters hand, and easily sent the heavy crossbow flying to the ground, then raked his claws across his chest. The ripping of his skin gave way to the sounds of his screams and the force of the scratch sent Jaejoong flying backwards three feet into the snow.
The wolf wasted not a second in following the man. He loomed over the red cloak as it laid in a heap on the ground. The wolf barked out a nosily sound of laughter as he watched the cloak shake and shiver in the snow. He raised his clawed hand and relished the feeling of striking him down, but he wasn’t able to sink his nails into the soft flesh of the man. A single arm shot out from beneath the cloak and blocked the strike. A wolf’s arm, covered in reddish brown fur and rippling with anger. Snarling came from the hunter as he lifted himself from the ground, the cloak slipping off his transformed body, and revealed the red wolf as what he truly was. Shock was evident in the black wolf’s eyes. He tore his arm away and stepped back from the other as he stood up to his full height.
The two wolves stood and watched the other, daring him to move, and flexing their razor sharp claws in their fists. Their muzzles twitched under the flexing of their vicious teeth, baring them in warning of a fight. In the glow of the snow their fur was wet and glistening almost as if with sweat. The black wolf boiled up a howl in his throat as they stared each other down. He let it rip from his throat as the loudest and most bone chilling howl of dominance Jaejoong had heard. The red wolf raised up his own chest and howled in return, a guttural, long, and clear bellowing call that only matched the other’s. When hearing that, the black wolf bit the ending of his call and snapped in Jaejoong direction. His eyes were bewildered and still shocked, but now an understanding shone in them that made Jaejoong worried he had shown his form at all.
Then the black wolf turned from the stare down and darted off into the snowfall. Jaejoong let the remainder of his howl coil from his muzzle until he couldn’t see the fur of the other in the distance. Something had happened, the hunter had made a bad move, and the prey knew it.
Yunjae au - The knight who fell in love with a bunnyboy
Under assignment to kill a rodent in the forest, it was unexpected for the knight to fall for his target. Yunho was a proud warrior armed with a razor sharp sword and a life of rigorous training. He was honorable and ruthless- but no match for the bunny with the pretty black eyes hiding behind his tree.
Yunho sees a flash of cotton tail come out from a tree to his left. He spins on his heals only to find the bunny already looking down his pink nose at him. The knight jerks his sword through the air and lands it on the bunny’s neck, pressing it’s blade harshly into the delicate looking skin. With a flinch the bunny shows his startled nature, but he shakes it off with a pretty smirk. He lifts a hand to touch at the blade while eyeing the knight with enough intensity to make his cold cheeks blush.
“Is this thing even sharp?” The bunny asks as he feels along the metal shaft. His fingers poked at the tool before realizing it smoothness then wrapping them around it.
It was hard to talk so Yunho gulped softly. “It’s primarily used for stabbing, a rapier is.”
The bunny giggled at his backwards sentence. “You’re not stabbing me with the side of it are you?” his laughter was soft and his lips were a shade of pink that looked like a blooming flower.
“I could stab you very quickly,” Yunho eyed him only half serious, “I was ordered to kill you, you know.” The falter in the bunny’s smile made him regret saying why he was there.
“But you wont,” his melodious voice giggled again. “Or, you know, I really wouldn’t like you too.” The bunny wrapped his hand loosely around the sword and pulled it higher on his throat. Looking down, then looking back up, his glistening ebony eyes made the knight have to catch his breath. “Please don’t.”
Then as the bunny let go of his hold on the sword, Yunho all to eagerly slid it from his ivory neck and back into his scabbard.
Yunjae dance club au - Devil in the Night
Melting like ice, hissing like cats. The bass of the club pounds the floor Yunho walks on, making his uneven steps lead the university student towards the alluring siren’s call of the experienced Kim Jaejoong. A one night stand on all Hallow’s Eve, demons watching, witches cackling, makes for a lasting story.
Yunjaemin au - Humanoids (Killing For Fun)
The blast of the phaser rifle blew the wires Changmin was under up into the air, an explosion of metal shards and frayed electric sparks. The android pushed aside the hissing exposed wires with his bare hands before growling. From above them, on the expansive metal scaffolding covering the thicket of wire, a cackling laugh broke out. “All this running is only making my job fun!” The bounty hunter’s voice was deep but sang like a bell. His heavy leather boots rang out on the metal walk ways closer and closer to the androids’ hiding place. Yunho clutched his friend’s shoulder tightly, sending him a wide eyed look of naive determination, gears working behind the shimmering blue computer screen of his eyes, as the footsteps stopped above them.
YunJaeMin au - Killing For Fun
On an abandoned space station orbiting Earth, a group of scientists gathered to continue their experimentation with android construction that was outlawed on the surface. Years into their research, and days before a massive breakthrough, two androids break free of their containment rooms and begin a war on the small station. The scientists cannot go to the surface to ask for help, so they turn to a rogue bounty hunter for hire, Kim Jaejoong. But when the hunter finds out that the androids have been programmed to feel, and to think, and to dream, his job becomes a lot less fun.
Jaejoong could tell by the way the man smiled like he knew something no one else did and clutched his brief case with a practiced ease that he screamed trouble. He told himself to not let his mind run off. He watched too many spy movies on the flight into Seoul and not every long strutted traveler was a suave spy looking to serve his country. He was more likely to find a ghost.
“But,” Jaejoong mussed as he let the man buy him another drink, “ghosts wouldn’t look this good in a suit.”
We sometimes encounter people,
even perfect strangers,
who begin to interest us at first sight,
somehow suddenly, all at once,
before a word has been spoken.
But to be honest, I never thought I would be that kind of person, until that spring afternoon in the meadow near the vacation home of my parents. He was there, I was asleep when … for the art of fate i heard ‘that’ laugh, I opened my eyes while the meadow tickling my face, I sat up and my gaze finally found the person beside the dog, bright smile and soft brown hair, I could not stop analyzing and I foolishly fell in love with a simple way. Of him a man.
#yunho and his sister were walking when he sees the old dog following them with her pretty brown eyes #he leaves the path for only a moment to pet the dog, he was never good at controlling his impulses #then just as he begins to coo the old girl and rub her flopping, droopy ears, a shuffle and crunch catch him from off to the side #sitting up in the corn stalks an arms length from the dog’s flanks was the largest pair of sleepy ebony colored eyes yunho had ever seen #his breath caught in his throat and he fell from his heels down onto the cobblestone path #the other boy’s pink lips crooked up into a smile and the way it brightened his face made the golden corn stalks surrounding him look dull #I - I didn’t see you there yunho stuttered from his position half hidden by the large dog and sprawled out on the ground #the boy just smiled some more and tilted his head down into the crook of his crossed arms #i was sleeping was his simple reply but just that made yunho’s skin flush from the skipping of his heart #then yunho’s sister called out from the path for her brother and both boy’s found it hard to turn away to look at her
Jaejoong leaned back into the chair languidly, the well worn wood creaking under his fine suit. The whore standing in the middle of the room stared at him with an open mouthed awe. It would have been nice, if Jaejoong wasn’t so pissed off.
“Look, I don’t really know what’s all going-,” his quivering voice was cut off by the sound of leather slapping against stone. He twitched at the sound and gulped as the business man stood from the chair, his dark eyes set on him even angrier now that he spoke.
The riding crop slapped loudly against Jaejoong’s palm as he slid around behind the man, looking him up and down and anxiously quirking a smile.
Turning around the man started speaking again but before a syllable could leave his mouth the riding crop slapped him across his cheek. When he lowered his head to cup the soreness Jaejoong hit him in the back of his knee, easily sending him to his hands and knees.
The man snapped his head up, still holding his cheek, “Seriously, I think you got the wron-gah,” he was cut off my the leather top of the crop shoving itself down his throat.
“I didn’t pay you to think, sweetheart,” Jaejoong lowered himself down to look into the other’s scared eyes. He grabbed the base of his neck and pushed the man to swallow more of his toy. “Suck it,” he snarled.
When you close your eyes my worries lie to me. Please open them so I can stop driving myself mad with this love!