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Title: On The Red Couch
Pairing: YunJae (with some YooSu and Min7en)
Chapter: Ten (Posting Tomorrow's Early)
Chapter Rating: R
Genre: Slash/Relationship
Author: wedspawn

Part One: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, Se7en, 8, 9, 10, 11

Part Two: 12, 13 (Extremely Mature Content), 14, 15, 16, Comments Regarding Storyline , Se7enteen, 18, 19, 20, 21 (Lemon)

Part Three: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, Twenty-Se7en (LEMON), 28, 29, 30, 31, 32 (LEMON), 33, 34, 35, 36, Thirty-Se7en, 38, 39, 40 (Final)


Summary: Hot Korean boys. Sex. Dancing and some angry words. Not necessarily in that order. Not necessarily in each section. Final Book in SMM series.



“You want me to…threaten him with these?” Yunho exhaled, puffing his cheeks out. Laying the packet on the table, he stared down at Kimura’s sickness. The images were obscene, perversions of something he once shared with Jaejoong — and hoped to share again.

“Is the water too hot for you, baby boy?” Netsuke made an ugly face, tugging at one of her earrings. “You wanted something deep to stab him with. Here you go. How much more do you need?”

“Suppose he doesn’t back down? Then I have to release these to his company,” He replied. “What about the men in these photos? What happens to them? What happens when his company goes after them?”

“Who cares what happens to them?” A flick of her hand in the air dismissed Kimura’s victims. Her hand snaked out, clasping over Yunho’s thigh. She squeezed and massaged his leg, drawing her fingers up under his zipper and smiled as his body instinctively responded. “They probably were asking for this to happen to them.”

“You’d say that?” Yunho stood, pulling away from her touch. “You think these men would want their families to know about what happened to them? You don’t think that this would shame them?”

She turned, hooking her arms over the wood back and stared at Yunho, her succulent mouth parted in disgusted surprise. “Look, the way this is probably going to work is that you go to the company and they remove him from your apartment. He goes to manage someone else and you go to someone else. They’re not going to fire him. He makes them money. I’ve done some digging. You’ll be lucky if they don’t decide to leave him there to move you up. Like I said, Kimura makes them a lot of money.”

“So it’s not even a sure thing.” The air suddenly was too thick to breathe in and Yunho took a short sip of beer, hoping the cold alcohol would clear his throat. “I could go to Kimura and he could laugh it off. He could be untouchable.”

“You have to make it sound real, Jung,” Netsuke growled, tipping her beer back. “Don’t tell me there isn’t a little bit of your Daddy in you.”

“Not like this,” He shook his head. Gathering up the photos, he shoved them into the envelope along with the DVDs. “I have to come up with something that will make Kimura back down. Just having him go away isn’t going to do it. He’ll just… do this to someone else.”

“Someone you don’t know,” Netsuke said, rubbing her index finger along her forehead. “Look, I thought you were hot when it looked like you had some spine but now, not as much. You have everything in your hand that I got on Kimura and now you’re going back and forth like you’re washing clothes on a rock? Get out, Jung Yunho. I don’t go to bed with weak sniveling men. Come back when you grow something between your legs.”

#

The apartment was quiet when Yunho returned. The first door off of the main hallway — Kimura’s door — was closed but a sliver of light shone out from under his bedroom door. Creeping softly down the hall on his bare feet, he briefly stuck his head into the room across the hall, smiling to himself when he saw Yoochun and Junsu curled up together on a single bed. Crossing back over to his bedroom, Yunho softly knocked on the door, pushing it open when he heard Min sleepily mumble for him to come in.

Jaejoong was asleep, sprawled out on Yunho’s queen-sized bed. His legs were at odd angles, sprawled out as if he were trying to sleep around something lying diagonally across the mattress. Even with the heaviness in his heart, Yunho grinned. The something Jae’d grown used to sleeping around was a lover who’d not shared his bed in a few months but the habit remained. There was hope for him yet.

Sitting on his own bed, Changmin nodded a hello before putting down his book. Taking off a pair of wire rimmed glasses, he rubbed at his eyes, blinking owlishly. Stifling a yawn, he leaned over to pop open the mini-fridge between the bed Junsu once slept in — one now occupied by Yunho — and pulled out a cucumber dry soda, offering it to the older man.

“Thank you,” Yunho gratefully took the bottle, holding the cap tightly and opening it slowly to keep the hiss and pop as quiet as he could. “When did he fall asleep?”

“A little while ago,” Changmin held out a box of Pocky and grimaced at Yunho’s censuring look. “I know. Don’t eat in the bedroom but I was hungry and I didn’t want to leave him here. So what was I going to do?”

“Go without food for more than ten minutes?” Despite the rules, Yunho took a couple of sticks, chewing off bits of almonds before he ate the chocolate dipped cookie.

“I’d die,” Min declared dramatically. “And Jaejoong kept talking. I think he was nervous. It gave him something to chew on. He wanted to go outside and have a cigarette but I told him it would be a bad idea.”

“It would have calmed him down.”

“But then he would have had to take a shower. I’m not sleeping with him in the same room smelling of smoke.” The younger man pointed out. “And that meant I would have to sit with him in the bathroom while he was naked. Aren’t I traumatized enough by seeing the two of you have sex under the sheets? I have to stare at his naked body too?”

“You’ve seen everything before,” Yunho playfully smacked at Min’s leg, knocking the younger man’s foot off the bed. “But thanks. I know it was hard to stay up.”

“Did you get what you needed on Kimura?”

“I think so but — I don’t know…”

“Can I see?” Min held his hand out for the packet Yunho carried in with him.

“Minnie-ah, I don’t want you to. I don’t.” The leader tightened his grip on the envelope. “It’s not…pretty.”

“Nothing’s pretty, Yunnie-ah,” Changmin replied. “Certainly not this. You can’t share this with anyone but me. Jaejoong is too fragile where Yoochun and Junsu are too emotional. It’s stupid for you to think you should carry this by yourself. Isn’t that what we were yelling at Jaejoong about?”

“You were yelling. I was consoling.”

“You always console,” Min rolled his eyes. “It’s why he’s spoiled and thinks he can do anything he wants. Give me the package, Yunho.”

“You don’t know what you’re asking to see, Min,” Yunho explained. “You don’t.”

“I need to know, Yunho,” Changmin said. “I need to know what would have happened to me if Jaejoong hadn’t taken those bruises. I need to see the truth, Yunnie-ah. The whole truth of this.”

It was hard to look at the long-legged boy — no, Yunho corrected himself — the young man that sat across of him. In a few short years, he’d grown from the innocent, too-shy city kid to a mostly confident world traveler. His face changed, maturing until they matched the wise, sometimes too cunning eyes in Min’s face and now, somber and demanding, Yunho knew he could no longer always treat Changmin like a delicate younger brother he needed to protect from the world.

“Please, don’t… tell the others,” He said, passing over the envelope.

Yunho stood, needing to distance himself from the horrors contained within the manila slip. A few steps over and he reached his bed, or what was once his bed now that the singer appeared to have appropriated it. Jaejoong slept on, straddling his dreams and murmuring. After years of watching Jae sleep, he knew it would be hours before the singer woke up, steeped heavily into slumber. An alarm clock might rouse him but conversations or even movies could go on full volume near him and he wouldn’t twitch an eyelid.

It had been different when they’d first moved in together. Then the sounds of the night or someone passing by the door startled Jaejoong into a panicked awakened state. After seeing the reality of Jae’s past captured on others’ bodies… under Kimura’s hands… Yunho now understood why the unknown sounds once held terrors for the lithe singer.

Changmin shuffled through the photos, slowly turning them and staring at the images. His face never turned away, although his eyes moistened and his mouth, usually quirked into a careful secretive smile lay placid and serious. He reached the end after a long time, then began again, studying the faces of Kimura’s victims as if somehow burning them to memory would make them recognizable.

“I don’t know any of them,” Yunho finally said. “I wonder if they are trainees or…”

“Men he lured in, promising he could make them stars,” Min replied flatly. It was odd to hear the so-adult voice coming from their youngest. Even harder seeing his hands touching the filth of Kimura’s mind and body. “I don’t know any either. I was hoping I did but I don’t.”

He put them carefully back into the envelope, letting it slide onto the bed before wiping his face. Yunho retrieved the packet, looking for someplace to tuck it away where none of the others would see it. He finally resorted to stuffing it between the portfolio pockets of Min’s sketch binder.

“The others won’t go there,” Min agreed. “And I’ll leave it alone.”

“I’d rather you hadn’t seen it to begin with.”

“No, it was…” Changmin searched for the word. “Important. Vital even. It answers a lot of questions for me. And makes me want to ask more.”

“How could that…” Yunho couldn’t bring himself to give the packet any label. Calling them photos damned any decent image captured on a camera and he didn’t want to think of the faces he saw there. “How could those give you questions?”

“I wondered sometimes what Jaejoong went through. I know he says that no one… touched him like that but Yunnie-ah, Jaejoong lies,” Changmin said softly. “He lies when he thinks he can get away with it and he believes in his heart that telling the truth would keep someone else from hurt. I’ve seen those faces before. I’ve seen that kind of fear before and it’s been on Jaejoong’s face. When someone we didn’t know touches him or when a fan reaches out and lays her hand on his body, he gets stiff and I see that fright come to life. So I have questions about whether my older brother is lying to me and he’s had more pain than he’s willing to tell me.”

“I — can’t answer that.” Yunho admitted. He’d taken Jae at his word; that no one had ever pushed themselves onto him like Kimura had those other men but once the seed of doubt was placed, it found fertile soil, blossoming into a tangle of weeds. “I hope he doesn’t think that I … I needed him to be untouched.”

“I don’t know,” Changmin replied. “Sometimes I don’t think anyone understands what Jaejoong thinks other than Jaejoong.”

“There are too many things in my head,” The leader said with a weary sigh. “I don’t think I can think straight sometimes. All I know is that I have to confront Kimura with this. And I have to do it so he can’t retaliate.”

“Can I ask you something.. personal, Yunnie-ah?” Min scooted forward. “Something that will probably make you uncomfortable?”

“I don’t think you can ask me anything that can make me feel worse, Min.”

“It’s about… doing these things. Not like Kimura does,” Changmin hastily said when Yunho shot him a dark look. “I mean… it looks like it hurts. Here in these photos — they look like they’re in pain and I can tell it’s not something they want but…I see you and Jaejoong…”

“Aish, Changmin, you ask…” Yunho exhaled hard and stared up at the ceiling. “You’re asking for so personal…”

“I know but when I ask Jaejoong,” Min explained. “He starts talking about love and poetry…stars and fireworks. Yoochun giggles and Junsu is worthless because he thinks I’m too young to know. How bad is it when Mr. I-don’t-drink-beer tells you that you’re too young to know something?”

Yunho thought about it and nodded. “Okay, that’s true.”

“I just want to know… why? Why do it … why have sex if it hurts?”

“It doesn’t,” Yunho said, clearing his throat. “Or at least I don’t… God, Min, why do you always ask me these things?”

“I just went over that.” Min’s eyes wrinkled. “Do I have to go over it again? Are you getting so old you don’t remember things from a minute ago?”

“No!” He hissed. “Aish! Okay, I’ve never… Jae… God this is hard to talk about. I’ve not had Jae… or Jae’s not had me in that way. I’m always…”

“You’re always the one penetrating then?” Min cocked his head, regarding his hyung. “Is that what Jae wants? How do you know it doesn’t hurt?”

“Why do you ask these questions?” Yunho shifted, sitting back down on the mattress after nearly sliding off. “You’re not thinking of … giving Kimura what he wants?”

“No!” Min dismissed the idea with a snort. “I’d give him a knife in the nuts if he comes near me. He can’t do bad things to anyone if he’s missing his dick. I just…want to know and you’re here.”

“I wish I weren’t then,” He replied with a exasperated sound. “We take care. Or at least I try to. Tried to. You don’t need to know when we…”

“I’ll know when the two of you start having sex again. We all will,” Min told him. “You’ll be more pleasant and happy and Jaejoong will start cooking again. My stomach would like for you two to start having sex again soon. I’m sick of eating take-out food. I miss Korean cooking and right now, I’ll kill for one of Jae’s stews.”

“It’s good to know you’re thinking about us.” Yunho shot back.

“I’m thinking about my stomach,” Min said, patting his belly. “I’m a growing boy. My stomach is my first priority. But answer the question. Why?”

“Because it feels good.” He shrugged and looked down, finding it easier to talk without seeing Changmin’s eyes on him. “You have to… well, no you don’t have to do anything… I make sure that there is enough… moisture for Jae’s body. That the… way is prepared so he doesn’t feel… I hate you for making me talk about this.”

“I hate that you can’t make a full sentence.” Min shrugged. “We all have our burdens.”

“There’s a spot inside of a man,” Yunho visibly struggled to get the words out. “It’s inside of him and when we.. Jae and I… are together, I can rub up against that spot, giving him pleasure.”

“Do you touch him too? In front?”

“I am going to have to wash your mouth with chili pepper when we’re done.”

“You think I don’t touch myself sometimes?” Min asked.

“I don’t want to think about you doing that,” Yunho admitted. “And I don’t want to think of you having sex either.”

“I am going to…some day.”

“Just not soon, okay?” Yunho begged. “And don’t tell me about it. Aren’t you embarrassed to talk about this? Open like this?”

“Not with you,” Changmin said, shaking his head. “I’m not interested in you. It would be like having sex with my uncle. My very old uncle with a floppy thing that swings back and forth when he walks to the bathroom.”

“I would pound you but it would wake Jae.”

“Hitting me would mean that you probably wouldn’t have sex for a long time,” Min cautioned, raising one eyebrow. “We’re going to visit Korea soon. I can get my stew there. You, on the other hand, have no other options. Well you do but then we wouldn’t have to worry about you dangling any more if Joongie-ah found out.”

“How did you get to be so wicked?” Yunho sighed, shaking his head.

“Joongie raised me,” Min replied with a smile.

“Speaking of Joongie, are you staying up for a while? I need to make a phone call,” Yunho checked the time. “It’s almost six in the morning. I might be okay.”

“For a little bit.” He nodded, stifling a yawn. “But I’m tired. I don’t want to sleep through my day off.”

“I’m not going to be long,” Yunho promised. “I can’t be.”

The balcony proved to be his sanctuary once more but this time, the rain clouds kept the sun back, leaving the city in pitch darkness. Swallowing his nerves, Yunho dialed and waited for someone to pick up. A woman answered, sleepily asking if everything was alright.

“It is, Mom,” Yunho said softly, cradling the phone against his cheek. Now that the time had come for him to pay his father, he found he couldn’t give the man what he wanted. “I need to talk to you.”

“I am here.” She sounded clearer as if the sleep fled from her body at the sound of her son’s broken voice. “What is wrong, my Yunnie.”

“I… had to ask Father for help,” He choked back a sob, gritting his teeth against the pain. “He told me he would if I promised to do something.”

“What was that?”

“That I wouldn’t…contact you again. That I wouldn’t ever talk to you again,” Yunho cleared his throat, steeling himself for the pain he knew was coming. “I wanted to tell you goodbye at least. And to tell you why… why I have to do this.”

He heard his mother’s tears, even though she tried to smother her cries, Yunho heard them across the ocean and they slammed piercing needles into his heart.

“I’m sorry… so sorry, Mom,” He said, closing his eyes. “But Father made me choose between having you in my life or… Jaejoong. And I had to… I had to choose Jaejoong.”

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chloe1910
Aug. 25th, 2009 04:45 am (UTC)
Updates!
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 04:49 am (UTC)
yep... ♥♥♥ two! in one day. i might skip tomorrow :D we'll see. ♥♥♥♥
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kireny
Aug. 25th, 2009 04:51 am (UTC)
wow not expecting this....spot
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 04:55 am (UTC)
i wasn't either :::nods::: :::refills cocoa::: [_])♥
bao_bao
Aug. 25th, 2009 05:11 am (UTC)
oh man... i missed all the previous chaps... reading now~~~ was sooo looking forward to otrc!!! =D
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 05:15 am (UTC)
♥♥♥♥♥ it is here. :::hugs you::: no worries :::shares cookies and pours you some cocoa::: [_])♥
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atobekazuki
Aug. 25th, 2009 05:16 am (UTC)
..............................You...not getting sleep? lol
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 05:17 am (UTC)
i'm heading to bed shortly ♥♥♥
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kattan69
Aug. 25th, 2009 05:26 am (UTC)
Poor Yunho! His father must have thought that using his mother would get his son to come back to them...but it failed...Yunho chose Jae instead.

And I was right about that woman wanting to bed Yunho....luckily she thought he was a weakling...at least it got Yunho out of her place safely.
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 05:28 am (UTC)
♥♥♥♥♥ and yunho wouldn't have anyway. :::winks::: he's good like that. :::grins:::

heh. ♥♥♥♥

and ah, his mother and yunho were sneaking around behind the father's back... talking and sending notes. :::nods::: his father told yunho that he had to choose...his mother or jaejoong.
korichan
Aug. 25th, 2009 05:58 am (UTC)
Yeah okay I just died a lot on the inside from that. That... was a horrible cliffhanger and you and your evil panda hat are on my bad side. xD

Yeah, ten's depressing enough that I can see why you said that. I love the awkward sex talk though, that made my day on so many levels. I think it managed to cushion the blow~
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 01:36 pm (UTC)
::::grins::: :::dances with the evil panda hat::: :::falls over from lack of oxygen:::

heh. ♥♥♥♥

it broke my brain. seriously. i had to get to this point yesterday it was bugging me... and god, i finished it up late and said...screw it. it'll go up. i'll see how i feel tomorrow if i am going to write one. or start one. brain hurting.

THAT was the price Yunho had to pay for his father's help. :::nods::: ♥
jhing_tearjerky
Aug. 25th, 2009 06:39 am (UTC)
“I’m sorry… so sorry, Mom,” He said, closing his eyes. “But Father made me choose between having you in my life or… Jaejoong. And I had to… I had to choose Jaejoong.” - omg. you made me cry. as in, there are tears in my eyes.

i love ten, really. seriously.

thank you so much. ♥♥♥
jhing_tearjerky
Aug. 25th, 2009 06:43 am (UTC)
i just need to add this. i think that evil kimura and yunho's father should both go to hell.
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xox_roxygurl
Aug. 25th, 2009 07:36 am (UTC)
i'm so nervous about what yunho's planning/might do next. lol i wish they'd just all like barge into kimura's room and gag him and throw him into the police station with all that evidence lol
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 01:46 pm (UTC)
♥♥♥♥ heh. i don't know what yunho is going to do next. i'll have to see. :::grins::: so many options! and kimura... ah....
pabogateunfish
Aug. 25th, 2009 07:38 am (UTC)
KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

brb! /snatch johnson & joongie D8
pabogateunfish
Aug. 25th, 2009 08:00 am (UTC)
OMG. OMG YUNHO. NO NO NO HE DIDNT JUST ASK A SON TO DISOWN HIS OWN MOTHER. NO MEN CAN DO THAT TO ANOTHER...AND HIS WIFE! DID HE NOT THINK OF HIS WIFE????!!! DDDDX

omg eonni. i know something's got to give because yunho is asking for help, but that's certainly not what i have in mind. i was thinking along the line of telling yunho to leave jae (which really isn't any better than what's happening) but oh, u caught me there. i can't imagine what yunho's mom would feel...to know that her son had been forced to turn his back away from her in order to have someone else. and i just can't think of how jae would react to yunho's action. he'll be angry for sure...but i think he'll be more broken than angry. maybe blame himself some more because he always wants yunho to hvae the family he doesn't have. omg eonni. ;~;

my heart feels heavy for yunho. oh boy. all for that bastard and his father. dammit. for once there i thought his dad could have repented. so much for a hope. /heart's smashed

i don't want to push for eleven but at this pace, argh i could really used the continuation. huk. /wipes tears

i'll shut up and go snuggle my teddies. hwaiting for eleven, eonni! aja aja! ♥♥♥



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xiao_tian_jelly
Aug. 25th, 2009 07:43 am (UTC)
I've delayed reading this after chap 1 as I want to read continuously with more chaps. Good thing I've waited. Though I've not read this chapter, will read this at the office later, to distract me off evil boss. xD
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 01:47 pm (UTC)
♥♥♥♥♥ heh... smooches and hugs... evil bosses are EVIL! ♥
neitoperhonen
Aug. 25th, 2009 07:50 am (UTC)
Mr. Jung is vicious *whacks him*

wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 01:48 pm (UTC)
mr. jung is quite of the vicious. :::nods::: ♥♥♥♥
sisca_tvxq
Aug. 25th, 2009 08:14 am (UTC)
Appa jung is soooo cruel !
how can he do that to his own wife and son ?!
aish...poor yunnie *hug*
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 01:52 pm (UTC)
Mr Jung is very cruel (my apologies to the real Jung). ♥

he places yunho in a very difficult situation. and yunho had choices he had to make :::nods::: it was not a good time for yunho.

snookies.
melchunology
Aug. 25th, 2009 08:43 am (UTC)
omg, so now i'm waiting for the jaehomin you're gonna write for hoshiko_malfoy. :D OKAY YESS. :DD

yunho is so nervous when it comes to really personal stuff. and changmin is just frank and upfront and "hey, hyung, what does sex feel like?"

father-son talk indeed.

and uh, obviously yoochun and junsu would be useless. why would the maknae ask his older siblings who're even less mature than him?

okay so i'm rambling too much. :D

update soon! <3
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 01:54 pm (UTC)
heh... that JaeHoMin is going to haunt me. :::grins::: i'll have to be very very drunk for that. ♥

yunho is very nervous and oh. min is so open and curious. i can't imagine yunho will ever be used to min talking about sex.

heh. :::grins::: yoosu would be hyenas! they would giggle ALL the time. min knows they're useless ♥
irerd_taga
Aug. 25th, 2009 08:55 am (UTC)
So Yunho's supposed to cut off all ties with his mother as payback for his father's help. But after all that, will Yunho really use those photos, taking in all the pros and cons? It'll be such a waste to not use them though since Kimura knows that they know what he's been doing to Jae.
The ending convo between Homin was cute in a sense that it looked like a father-son talk about the birds and the bees! Lolz~~An embarrassed appa having to answer an inquisitive son's questions!
wedspawn
Aug. 25th, 2009 01:55 pm (UTC)
yep. yunho has to cut off all ties with his mother and he still has to decide how he's going to approach kimura. his life right now is complicated. ♥

Min is so curious and ah, yunho is SO nervous. :::grins:: he probably was red all the way through. ♥
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