Length: Prologue /probably less then 20
Rating: for this one..R later on will be NC17
Pairing: YunJae, did you expect anything else?
Genre: Romance, Angst, Bit of Fluff....and did I mention ANGST?!
Disclaimer: Dont own DBSK and dont own Jazz, the manga this story was based on.
Warnings: Some Non consensual non descriptive sex....really non descriptive.
Summary: (Based on the manga Jazz) Doctor Kim Jaejoong is called into work late one night to see a new patient, one rich boy Jung Yunho. How will he deal with Yunho's blossoming obsession with him?
Notes: I am not dead, contrary to popular belief. I missed everyone here a ton but I did have my reasons for being AWOL for over a year. Last January, my uncle passed away and I fell into a major depression that only now, a year later, have I started to pull myself out of. I promised I would not abandon my stories and I plan on keeping that promise for as long as I can, even if I do lose all interest in DBSK. For now though, this is for all those people who wished me a happy birthday, I am sorry I did not reply to all of you but I did read each and everyone of your wishes and I deeply cherish them. A special thanks to the lovely hitomi2oo7whose message about me being missed really woke me up and started the process of me getting out of my depression. Thank you love!
Enjoy the new story~!
“Congratulations,” Raising his wine glass into the air, Doctor Kim Jaejoong finished his sentence. “On going to college, Yunho. You deserve a gift.”
“What?” Jung Yunho questioned, expression shocked.
“Don’t ask for something too expensive though.” Jaejoong joked.
“Lemme see…there’s one thing, just one thing that I really want.” Yunho replied, smiling mysteriously.
~*~ A few months prior ~*~
Jaejoong was sitting in his apartment when suddenly the phone rang. Walking over, he picked it up, knowing it was most likely the hospital calling.
“Kim Jaejoong speaking, hello?”
“Doctor!” he recognized the voice as one of the nurses that worked closely with him. “An asthma patient is here.”
“Alright.” He replied. “I’ll be there in a sec.”
Hanging up, he grabbed his doctor’s coat and stethoscope, clipping his name tag on as he walked. Passing a mirror, he paused and took in his reflection. Black hair, blue eyes and pale skin. Smiling, he noticed again how his eyes remained impassive, the smile never reaching them no matter how hard he tried.
Driving over to the hospital, he rushed in, asking one of the nurses that he met on his way, “What time is it?”
“It’s…12:15 AM.” She replied.
“Thanks!” he rushed past, quickly arriving into his office. Seeing the nurse who had called him, he quickly addressed the issue while smiling politely. “An asthma patient right?”
Smiling the nurses nodded, watching as he headed into the examination room to see the patient. “I’ve never seen Dr. Kim upset over being woken up in the middle of the night.” One of the nurses mused.
“Me either.” Her friend replied. “I’ve seen other on call doctors cursing.”
“Is it true he’s got westerner’s blood in him?”
“His smile’s so warm!”
‘Of course…’ Jaejoong mused silently to himself. ‘No one would be in a good mood after being woken up the moment he fell asleep. But they love me because of my smile…although it means nothing. It’s just an empty gesture.’
Entering the examination room followed by the two gossiping nurses, he observed his patient who was being accompanied by a woman who appeared to be his mother. They were obviously from a wealthy background, judging by the designer labels that the woman was wearing. Picking up the chart, he glanced through it quickly before addressing the two present.
“When did the convulsions begin?”
“About two hours ago.” The woman answered in a shrill commanding voice, the voice of someone obviously used to getting whatever they wanted. “Medication isn’t working, what should we do? Doctor! Please give him a shot and an IV! The prescription is on the chart, do it NOW!”
“Relax madam.” Jaejoong replied, trying to keep his voice even and calm. “Let me look at him first.” Inwardly all he could think was, ‘it’s like his mother is the patient.’
“Well…Yunho-shii?” he questioned, glancing again at the chart. “Jung Yunho…”
Looking up at Yunho for the first time, Jaejoong was startled into almost dropping the chart in his hand. The cold, dead eyes. The narrow eyed glare. ‘Ah…’ Jaejoong thought to himself sadly. ‘Déjà vu. Didn’t I look the same way? The loneliness, the sadness of not being understood. That look, longing to be freed…’
Jerking himself out of his thoughts abruptly, Jaejoong quickly looked away from those haunted eyes. “Jung Yunho-shii, 18 years old.” Jaejoong quickly said, trying to distract himself from his thoughts. ‘What’s wrong with me? …Finding him so familiar when we’ve never met before. Don’t know why I saw my old self in him.’
“You’ve been sick for a long time.” Jaejoong continued, placing his stethoscope on Yunho's chest. “You…have a fever.” He determined.
“WHAT?!” Mrs. Jung demanded, startling both men. “Fever? Yunho! Since when? Why didn’t you come home early? You know you’re not strong, don’t I always remind you! Because you don’t tell me…”
“That’s…that mother again.” Jaejoong heard the nurses whispering over the enraged mother’s ranting. He watched as Yunho attempted to get her to stop but was overcome by a coughing fit just as he opened his mouth.
Making a swift decision, Jaejoong cut off the ranting woman. “Mrs. Jung…I need to treat him Will you please step outside?”
He observed as Yunho's eyes widened in shock while the mother looked a mix between offended and enraged. “What…! I—I’m his mother!”
“I’m sorry, but please.” Jaejoong replied, angelic smile firmly in place. “It’ll be over in a sec. Just have a seat in the waiting room.”
Behind him, the nurses both nodded to each other, an evil glint in their eyes. Walking over to the woman, they each grabbed an arm and began to escort her out of the room. “No let go! I can walk on my own!” the woman screamed.
“Come on, geez!” one of the nurses muttered.
Watching Yunho, Jaejoong observed as he breathed a sigh of obvious relief. ‘Risk factor,’ Jaejoong mused. ‘That mother, one of the causes of his asthma is her excessive interference. Why doesn’t anyone tell her to stop?’
“Will you show me your throat?” Jaejoong requested, smiling when he received a nod of consent. “Do you have any symptoms of illness other than the fever?”
“No.” Came the curt reply.
“Doctor,” a blonde nurse walked into the room, pulling an IV pole behind her. “The IV unit is ready.”
“Thank you,” Jaejoong smiled at her, quickly tying the rubber strip just above Yunho's elbow. “Doctor?” Yunho questioned.
“Nervous?” Jaejoong questioned, smiling softly.
“Uhh…no.” Yunho replied. “It’s just that I haven’t had a doctor do this since I was a kid…”
“I thought it was a nurse’s job…” Jaejoong heard him mumble as he quickly inserted the needle into the vein in his elbow bend.
“Doctor…you’re good!” Yunho's voice was filled with awe.
“Umm…Yunho-shii that’s not a polite thing to say to a doctor,” the nurse quickly whispered.
“Oh…” Yunho blushed.
“Thanks for the compliment!” Jaejoong chuckled, winking at Yunho.
“Ah, can you walk at all? You can go home now!” Jaejoong told him an hour or so later, smiling happily at him.
Nodding, Yunho stood after his IV had been removed and moved towards the door where his mother was waiting. He paused, looking back at the doctor. “Dr. Kim…are you an internal medicine specialist?” he questioned.
“Hmm? Yes I am.” Jaejoong replied, wondering why Yunho was asking.
“I…I want to transfer to internal medicine. Will you take me on?” Yunho questioned.
“Yunho!” Mrs. Jung shouted. “What’re you saying?!”
“I’m embarrassed to be seen by a paediatrician!” Yunho outshouted her, leaving Jaejoong staring in shock between them.
‘It’s understandable,’ Jaejoong mused to himself. ‘Why be seen by a paediatrician when he’s a senior in high school? Must feel uncomfortable in the waiting room.’
“But it might be better for a doctor who’s familiar with—,” Jaejoong was interrupted by Yunho's shout.
“NO! Lately, they’ve been switching my doctor every year. It wont make any difference if I make a move now.” Yunho interrupted.
‘I see…’ Jaejoong thought, ‘If that’s the case…’
“Alright…I’ll talk to your doctor about it then.” Jaejoong agreed, still a bit reluctant but figuring it would be no problem.
His reluctance flew out the window when he saw the smile on Yunho's face when he replied with, “Thanks…doc!”
“Take care.” Jaejoong replied, smiling softly.
“He….likes you doc!” the nurse, who had tiptoed over to him, told him excitedly.
“Hmmm?” Jaejoong looked over at her, wondering what she was talking about.
“Jung Yunho is actually a pretty difficult kid. Can’t believe he took a liking to you in an instant.” The nurse replied, gossiping at the same time. “The fact that he’s a tricky case isn’t his fault—it’s his mother, everyone knows that. They’re originally from Tokyo, so he used to be seen at the university hospital. But they recommended he get treated here in the countryside’s better air so they moved. I bet they just wanted to be rid of the burden. The problem is the Jung family is super wealthy and has a lot of powerful friends.”
‘That’s why…’ Jaejoong finally connected.
“She’s famous for saying, ‘I’ll talk to my politician friend.’ Whenever she has an issue, that mother of his.” The nurse continued heatedly. “She’s horrid!”
“That means…” Jaejoong said calmly, while smiling softly. “…the director will ask me to see him tomorrow then?”
“Dr. Kim be strong! All the nurses will be on your side!” the nurse informed him, blushing lightly.
“Okay, okay.” Jaejoong calmed her down. ‘Jung Yunho…he seemed like an interesting patient.” He thought to himself. ‘He reminded me of something I lost…’
“You’re doing well.” Jaejoong congratulated. “You haven’t had an incident since that night. The way it is, we might be able to lower the doses.”
“The entrance exam for college is around the corner. I can’t afford to get sick.” Yunho explained. “Besides, it’s all thanks to you doc.”
“Me?” Jaejoong exclaimed, eyes wide in shock. “I didn’t do…”
“It is!” Yunho insisted. “Truly, it’s all thanks to you. Once I pass the entrance exam, let me take you out for dinner. It’s a promise! See you doc!”
Watching Yunho rush out of the room, all Jaejoong could do was shake his head in wonder. “How high-handed. Once he passes, it should be me who’s taking him out.”
“But Dr. Kim, Jung-shii improved significantly in a few months.” The nurse helping him put away equipment informed him.
“That’s true.” Jaejoong replied happily, smiling brightly.
‘Jung Yunho has improved. It’s as if he’s a different person.’ Jaejoong thought. ‘Actually he should’ve gotten better long ago but it was his mother that caused any symptoms to return. But it feels great to see my patient get better as soon as I became his doctor. It’s not a good idea to get involved with patients outside my practice. But I’ll make an exception. It’s only for a little while anyway, once spring comes around, once he graduates, he’ll naturally move on.’
Yunho proved him wrong when he showed up with a giant face splitting grin a few months later telling him proudly that he had passed his exam and asking when he was free to go out to dinner.
When Yunho had said dinner, Jaejoong did not think that they would be dining at a restaurant in a five-star hotel, whose single meal probably cost more then his pay check even if he was a doctor.
“Congratulations.” Jaejoong said yet again, not wanting to mention that Yunho might have spent just a bit too much on this. It wasn’t his place and he did not want to seem ungrateful in any way.
“It’s all thanks to you doc.” Yunho protested.
“Hey. That’s not true.” Jaejoong protested back.
“But it is.” Yunho defended. “My asthma got better. The first time I met you, you pushed my mother out, remember? No doctor has done that before. At that moment, I felt I was freed from something…”
‘That makes me feel…a bit sad, somehow, to see him off.’ Jaejoong thought sadly.
“Jung-shii, you’re going to college in Tokyo right?” Jaejoong questioned. “I’m also transferring. I supposed you’ll also be graduating from me then. I’m glad we could get together for the last time like this. Which hospital in Tokyo are you going to? I’ll be happy to write a letter to your new doctor.”
“Doc you won’t see me anymore?” Yunho questioned, voice holding no emotion, head bent forward so that his bangs covered his eyes, hiding what he was truly feeling.
“I don’t know which hospital I’ll be transferred to yet.” Jaejoong informed him, trying to see Yunho's face in order to tell what he was feeling. “I’ve requested something in the Tokyo area, but…hey, who knows? We might bump into each other somewhere.”
“Yeah.” Yunho looked up, face expressionless.
“Hey, what would you like for a gift?” Jaejoong suddenly asked.
“What?” Yunho asked, snapping out of his thoughts.
“Don’t ask for something too expensive, though.” Jaejoong requested.
“Lemme see.” Yunho grinned slyly, though Jaejoong didn’t see it as he was busy taking a sip of brandy and wasn’t looking at Yunho. “There’s one…just one thing. Only one thing…I really want.” Yunho finished, looking straight into Jaejoong’s droopy eyes and flushed face.
‘What was that?’ Jaejoong wondered. ‘It felt like he meant something more.’
“But anyway, drink up!” Yunho urged. “You like it, don’t you? It’s a century-old Armagnac.”
“No, it’s okay!” Jaejoong said frantically, trying to stop Yunho from pouring more. “I shouldn’t, not any more—“ he trailed off as he suddenly felt the room spin. ‘Huh?’
He was so drowsy he didn’t remember much of their time at the restaurant, only remembering Yunho asking if he was alright as he lead him to the taxi, not remembering much of the ride anyway. Because he was feeling so dizzy, he failed at noticing Yunho's almost evil smile.
“Doc.” Jaejoong blinked drowsily, still unaware of his surroundings.
“Doc.” Finally getting his eyes to stay open, Jaejoong looked up to see Yunho looming over him wearing a loosely-knotted bathrobe. “You okay?”
Sitting up slowly, Jaejoong started taking his surrounding. He was lying on a soft bed, across from which was a desk with a laptop and lamp on top. Next to that was an open closed and a small kitchen across from there with a door off the side, which he guessed lead to the bathroom.
“This is…?” he questioned, while secretly wondering what he was doing in a studio apartment.
“I’ve been renting this place to study for the entrance exam.” Yunho explained.
‘Oh no, I drank too much! Can’t believe I got drunk.’ Jaejoong thought frantically as he realised that he was completely naked underneath the bed sheet covering him. “I’m sorry. Did I puke?”
“Nope.” Yunho replied with a smile.
‘Huh…?’ Jaejoong wondered. “Then…why am I naked?”
“Cause I wanted to see,” Came the simple reply. Jaejoong slowly turned to look at Yunho. He began to move back as he saw Yunho slowly moving closer and closer to him. “Your…naked body. That’s why I undressed you.”
Jaejoong’s eyes widened in shock, not noticing that Yunho had moved onto the bed and trapped him beneath his body until too late. “Wha…” Jaejoong stuttered, trying to find a way to escape but found none.
“And, just as I thought, you’ve got a beautiful body.” Yunho continued talking, fingers trailing down Jaejoongs neck, ignoring his shocked face. “For half a year, I dreamt and desired seeing you.” Yunho explained, leaning back and slowly stripping off his robe, revealing the fact that he too was naked underneath.
Jaejoong stared with growing horror before he finally realized that Yunho had given him an escape route. He threw himself off the bed, shocking Yunho who was not expecting the move. Trying to stand, Jaejoong barely managed to catch himself on the edge of the bed when his legs gave out from underneath him. “Why am I so weak…?” he whispered.
Yunho, who had heard the whispered question, gritted his teeth in irritation at the failed escape. Leaning over the edge of the bed, he forcefully dragged Jaejoong back on before again trapping him. “It’s not because of the alcohol.” He explained. “I drugged your drink. By the way, this place is fully soundproofed; you can make any noise you want. In fact, I encourage you to.”
Jaejoong grimaced as Yunho gripped his arms, pulling him closer to his body. ‘This…KID! He’s serious…about someone much older? And a man like me…’
“Haa…ah!” Jaejoong gasped, feeling lips on his neck, kissing, and occasionally a licking tongue. “Stop…it.” He begged.
“You said, you’d give me a gift, didn’t you?” Yunho whispered in his ear, licking and nibbling at the shell.
Jaejoong let out a gasp as he felt Yunho turn him over onto his stomach and straddle him again. He twisted his head, looking at Yunho to see if he could make some sense of what was going on.
“I want you, doc. It’s your fault.” Jaejoong, reeling from the shock of the declaration, could do nothing but listen in stunned silence. “If I could see you more, I wouldn’t have done this. But you won’t tell me where you’re transferring to. You seem so nice but you're cruel! I don’t want us to remain as patient and doctor! That relationship…”
Jaejoongs eyes widened as he suddenly felt something hard poking at his entrance, his very small, virginal, unprepared entrance. “NO!” he screamed but it was too late.
“I’ll break it apart!” Yunho continued his monologue, unheeding of Jaejoongs pained screams and whimpers.
Jaejoong kept screaming, feeling as if he was being ripped apart, trying to concentrate on something, anything, besides the agony he was feeling and the pain in his heart at the brutality of what was being done to him.
“Doc…doc…” he heard Yunho keep saying, attempting to form a sentence but coming short each time he tried.
‘I shouldn’t listen; I won’t be able to return!’
‘There’ll be no way back if I do! I won’t be able to escape…’
“Doc I LOVE YOU!”
‘…From his arms…’ was his last thought before he closed his eyes, feeling a single tear escape and trail down his cheek.
Hope everyone enjoyed that and didnt get confused as heck with the last scene. Basically if it's in double quotes, its being said by Yunho, if it's in single quotes, it's being thought by Jaejoong. So hope you all enjoyed this, I'll try to update again soon but I do have exams coming up in a couple of weeks. And never fear, I WILL update my other stories, if it's the last thing I do! Promise!!
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