Boy-group: DBSK/TVXQ/JYJ

Pairing: YunJae

Genre: psychopathic, angst

Word count: 472 words

Love me. Hate me. Hit me. Eat Me!

“Don’t come any closer!” I exclaimed as I took a step back, watching as the psychopathic in front of me came toward me like some predatory creature. His gaze was intent on me, and I strained my body back, crushing myself into the solid corner behind my back. That was when I noticed, I’ve trapped myself like the fool I am. He just watched in boredom—he was used to this, I can tell. He did this many times, to many others men like me… I just knew he did. His cold eyes told me so.

“Do you think this is so easy?” he asked me. “To capture a boy in need of my skillful hands and have him exactly, right where I want him to be? Too bad, you didn’t get to have me where you wanted me to be,” he snickered and gestured to narrowed, single bed, sitting across the room. He was right, I came here to… but that’s beside the point.

 “I admit I have lied to you about wanting you in that way. I didn’t lie about wanting to use your face—those lips in specific. I was thinking a little injection to make them appear fuller, but then I thought; how about thinning them down, you’d probably look even better with thinner lips, Jaejoong. What do you think?” he said to me.  

Jung Yunho. I thought he was a decent-looking man. He told me he was a surgeon, who came from a wealthy family; the well-known Jung family, which is one of the richest families I’ve ever heard of. I never, ever, would’ve guessed him to be who he is, what he really is—a monster, judging by just his looks. He owned a pair of gentle eyes that radiated nothing but loveliness and care. The same eyes he used to seduce me into taking the offer and coming into his home. Even now, behind those scary pair of eyes, I have some hope that the love and care I’ve seen in them only twenty minutes ago would hold him back.

I do not want to die, but apparently, Yunho has some other plans for me tonight!

I closed my eyes as he came closer. He stopped just a breath away from where I had been cornered. “Please don’t kill me,” I whispered the first, yet last wish, I’ve ever voiced. But he came closer anyway, until there was no space between us anymore. I felt his strong-muscled legs trap my skinnier ones between them, that is when my knees started to give up, letting my body sink down the wall as I grew smaller before him.

“Don’t worry, Jaejoong. Doctor Jung is going to turn you into the most beautiful, breath-taking manikin, this world will ever see.”

oh that manikin...