My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark
Description
TVXQ has officially broken apart. But a car accident finally unites them all together. Yunho and Jaejoong find themselves reliving a fan-fiction. Secretly they meet, rediscovering the feelings they had for each other as young teenagers. -The world Changmin once knew no longer exists. He is no longer who he was. Will he ever regain his former self?- Wu Yi Fan was on a route of vengeance seeking to destroy the man behind his family’s massacre. He knows Shim Changmin is responsible for all of his miseries.
Foreword
DREAMS
Changmin stared at Kris with tear filled scared eyes. His face distraught and clearly in panic.
A flash of some kind of random emotion ran across Changmin’s face.
Kris caught this and thought his eyes must be playing tricks on him.
For one moment Changmin seemed like his usual eight-year old demeanor and then the next, it was as if his arrogant psychopathic gaze came alive once again.
He dismissed it...
Kris once again stared at the beautiful and fragile man before him. His gaze continuously shifting back and forth to make sure no one had followed them. Once again he looked over at Changmin.
“Minnie,” he stressed, “Gege has to take care of some bad guys, can you stay here quietly and not make a sound?”
Despite his quivering lips and obvious worry, Changmin nodded his head and let go of Kris’s hands. The taller man took out a gun from the back of his belt. He kissed the beauty on the forehead and turned around to stand guard.
Just as he turned around, Kris felt a dull pain, a cold sharp object pierced the small of his back. As he looked down he felt a warm liquid spread throughout his white shirt, soaking him and turning redder by the seconds.
He gasps, and with a hoarse voice, he turns around to see his beloved holding him with a smile digging the blade further into his spine. His eyes now cold, betraying nothing behind his gaze.
“Changmin?...but why?...I thou…you…wuh…”
Changmin’s lips curved into a smile, showing his perfect teeth. His eyes became mismatched and sparkling. He clearly enjoyed the pain he brought to the man he claimed to love. His face did not betray a single sympathetic emotion.
“My dear hyung, or should I say gege?...or perhaps Wu Yi Fan-or whatever name you have. You certainly didn’t think that all this time you had me fooled? I murdered your ing sisters did you honestly think I would leave you as a loose end?
Changmin smiled and let out a little hearty laugh. He pulled out the knife and it into Kris’s chest.
Kris awoke, his heart racing and his mind all over scanning the room.
Looking at his watch, it was only 5 a.m in the morning. The windows were still dark. The hospital was eerie and quiet at this time as usual. He let out a small sigh. It was just a dream, he thought. His heart beginning to calm down from the nightmare.Once again his eyes scanned the room.
They landed on the body lying next to his, Changmin.
Changmin slept like a baby despite his partner's sudden jolt. His lips curved into a pout. His hair tousled and messy, reached past his chin.
Kris caressed the TVXQ maknae's face. It was soft and barely held any visible traces of his former arrogant self.
Kris smirked and he dipped his hands into his pockets, pulling out a small knife. It would be so easy to cut your throat, he thought, but I have other plans for you. You see, unlike you, I can't harm the innocent, I will just stay here and watch you suffer.
I will be here, until the day you die. . .
A flash of some kind of random emotion ran across Changmin’s face.
Kris caught this and thought his eyes must be playing tricks on him.
For one moment Changmin seemed like his usual eight-year old demeanor and then the next, it was as if his arrogant psychopathic gaze came alive once again.
He dismissed it...
Kris once again stared at the beautiful and fragile man before him. His gaze continuously shifting back and forth to make sure no one had followed them. Once again he looked over at Changmin.
“Minnie,” he stressed, “Gege has to take care of some bad guys, can you stay here quietly and not make a sound?”
Despite his quivering lips and obvious worry, Changmin nodded his head and let go of Kris’s hands. The taller man took out a gun from the back of his belt. He kissed the beauty on the forehead and turned around to stand guard.
Just as he turned around, Kris felt a dull pain, a cold sharp object pierced the small of his back. As he looked down he felt a warm liquid spread throughout his white shirt, soaking him and turning redder by the seconds.
He gasps, and with a hoarse voice, he turns around to see his beloved holding him with a smile digging the blade further into his spine. His eyes now cold, betraying nothing behind his gaze.
“Changmin?...but why?...I thou…you…wuh…”
Changmin’s lips curved into a smile, showing his perfect teeth. His eyes became mismatched and sparkling. He clearly enjoyed the pain he brought to the man he claimed to love. His face did not betray a single sympathetic emotion.
“My dear hyung, or should I say gege?...or perhaps Wu Yi Fan-or whatever name you have. You certainly didn’t think that all this time you had me fooled? I murdered your ing sisters did you honestly think I would leave you as a loose end?
Changmin smiled and let out a little hearty laugh. He pulled out the knife and it into Kris’s chest.
Kris awoke, his heart racing and his mind all over scanning the room.
Looking at his watch, it was only 5 a.m in the morning. The windows were still dark. The hospital was eerie and quiet at this time as usual. He let out a small sigh. It was just a dream, he thought. His heart beginning to calm down from the nightmare.Once again his eyes scanned the room.
They landed on the body lying next to his, Changmin.
Changmin slept like a baby despite his partner's sudden jolt. His lips curved into a pout. His hair tousled and messy, reached past his chin.
Kris caressed the TVXQ maknae's face. It was soft and barely held any visible traces of his former arrogant self.
Kris smirked and he dipped his hands into his pockets, pulling out a small knife. It would be so easy to cut your throat, he thought, but I have other plans for you. You see, unlike you, I can't harm the innocent, I will just stay here and watch you suffer.
I will be here, until the day you die. . .
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