I found this in my notebook. It was written in late August and is a future chapter of my story, Lunatic.

I may have been a bit ... hormonal back then lol. Make what you will of it.

 

Some notes about Lunatic:

- Second person narrative from f(x) Luna's perspective. She is a new doctor to this strange hospital (that has not yet been fully explained)

- Taeyeon is the girl ver of Taemin (it was also my OnTae period, looks like)

- The story is a supernatural, mystery fic

- http://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/523619/

 

 

 

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You led Taeyeon to the door of Room 1407, opened it, and then pushed her in. Four quick steps took you to the adjacent door and you entered the surveillance room. The Director was correct - it was the hidden room behind the one-way window. You saw Onew through the window, unmoving in the metal chair, chained to the floor.

Only the tungsten lamp was on. The yellowed light draped more shadows across Onew's bare arms. He was wearing the short-sleeved hospital gown, stained with dirt and sweat.

His head was bent down; he was looking down at his chained hands. The metal rings extended to the concrete of the floor. He had not looked up at Taeyeon's appearance. His long brown hair covered his face. The light also exaggerated his pale skin. The shadows teased out the definitions of his muscled arms. If you had not known better, you'd have thought he was a statue carved out of white stone.

Taeyeon was jittery on her feet. She had immediately ditched her slippers and swayed uncertainly on her bare feet. Her hair was a stringy mess - bugs were sure to be creeping in there. You could feel her cold shivers in the thin gown she wore. It was practically a bed-sheet, held up and onto her by thin shoulder straps.

You concentrated some more to keep your control on her addled mind. It was hard to Possess a true mental patient, but you had no choice. You needed results. You needed answers.

You chewed onto your lower lip and gripped the back of the chair, on the other side of the one-way window. It was easier to control The Possession if you were not sitting.

You threw Taeyeon's attention to Onew and her yelp of excitement could be heard through the glass. Taeyeon stood on her tiptoes and danced towards the unmoving body on the chair. She was giddy, on a high. But when she came within a metre of Onew, she slowed to an almost crawling pace and her breathing became laboured. She dropped from her tiptoes and took a slow, steady step towards him. Taeyeon suddenly dropped her 'ditzy girl' act and her mannerisms matched her real age. She was 20 years old and aroused by Onew's presence.

You gripped the chair tighter and willed more of your power across the connection, and into Taeyeon.

Suddenly, Onew's head snapped up and his dark gaze focused onto the poor girl. But it wasn't Taeyeon he was looking at. For a moment, you thought he saw your Possession of her, but you quickly dismissed it as impossible.

Through Taeyeon's eyes you saw Onew drop his head slightly, to the affect that his hair covered his eyes. And only the bright, white grin glowed in the dusty yellow light. He was devilish.

Taeyeon whimpered and fell to her knees. She scrambled towards his chair and looked up into his face, like a lost puppy demanding love. She crawled closer and hugged his leg.

Onew reached down and ran a hot palm from her elbow and up to her shoulder. He fixed the fallen shoulder strap in the caressing motion. Taeyeon shuddered and you felt it through your connection.

Onew's hand playfully teased Taeyeon's skin, from her shoulder and up to her neck, and placed a light grip on her chin. He tipped her head up a little, to hold the eye-contact.

Taeyeon was becoming a mental mess and you fought harder to keep some control over the wild girl. You closed your eyes in an effort to concentrate - to shut out the scene you saw through the window. That was how you did not know Onew had leaned forwards and whispered into Taeyeon's ear.

But you heard his words because of your Possession of the girl.

You heard them as if he was only speaking to you,

"Selene, I missed you."

You did not know whether the loss of breath was Taeyeon's or yours.

"Breathe little one," Onew continued and the heat of his small laugh burnt both Taeyeon's and your necks.

Onew pulled away and sat back in his seat, his arms casually resting on the arm rests. Beneath the single light bulb, it was as if unnaturally glowed.

Then suddenly, out of your control, Taeyeon leapt from the floor and wound her arms about Onew's shoulders. She pressed herself close and bit into Onew's neck. Her teeth were blunt and could not pierce his skin, so she changed to at the salty taste of his sweat. Onew made no move but to chuckle, and the reverberations ran through your body.

You shuddered and told yourself that this was enough. Taeyeon was clearly not going to be useful.

You pressed the button to call the hospital guards and waited for them to arrive outside of Room 1407. The air-conditioned hallway cooled the rush of blood through your body - the after-effects of The Possession.

Two burly men came and you let them in. They both went straight to the lithe girl and pulled her off Onew. Onew had made no reaction. He remained stoic whilst Taeyeon ravished at his neck.

You stepped away from the door as the staff led a hysterical Taeyeon back to her own isolated room.

Onew caught your eyes. "I will only surrender to Selene, Doctor. Remember that. Believe its truth. Bring her to me next time and I will show you what I am capable of."

You walked away and locked the door to Room 1407.