Tags: jaeho jaemin yoosu
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Title: The Light That Wasn't
Genre: Romance(?), Suspense(?), Angusy (?)
Ratings: PG-PG-13 right now. Latter will most likely be NC-17 or so.
Length: Chaptered [1/?]
Summary: Wouldnt you like to know XD. Involves mute JaeJoong, One sided Jaemin(?!). JaeHo (for sure,to come) and YooSu (to come).


      So long it did indeed seem to be. Being so long in the darkness had grown on him and made him lose count of the nightly dreams that seemed more like a curse, and the pain in his gut that came with being awake. His eyes had dark rings around them and his wrist had grown red with sores from the heavy metal cuffs that made sure he stayed in the room. His skin had grown paler, yet it still held its tan. His gray eyes had become darker from the little light and the poor condition his body and mind were in. His black hair was shaggy, uncombed and unclean.

      The room itself was dark and without windows. There was only one door, and it was always locked unless one of them came into the room. The floor was cold stone; the walls a dark gray stone in an old building, most likely a basement. He no longer thought care though; he had stopped long ago. In the corner farthest from the locked door was a simple bed. This is where he’d spend most of his days -- it was the warmest place in the room. However cold and dark the room was, the room itself was still clean.

     Uneasily, his eyes went to the door where he could hear footsteps from the other side. They stopped, and another sound came and then a click and the door opened. Just like that the door that was closed and locked opened, showing two figures. The one standing in front of the other was pushed inside and the door slammed shut and a locking sound came before the footsteps went away once more.

     Dark eyes looked at the other who was now on the floor. He was taller than himself and tanned well. His hair was brown and rather fluffy. He had a boyish look about him, yet at the same time he didn’t. The boy who wasn’t a boy looked at the one in the bed. He had dark brown eyes, though they were still light enough to be sure they were not black. His eyes looked at the one in the bed.  Though dark and unsure of himself he could dimly make out the shape. As he got use to the darkness he could tell it was another person, yet he didn’t know if it was a male or female that sat in the corner of the bed, as far away from him as the other could be.

     “… Hello?” He asked at last. “Who are you? Why are we here? What do the other people want? Why is it so dark in here? Does this room have any light?” He stopped asking questions, not getting a reply from the other. “I’m ChangMin.” He stood up and carefully made his way to the bed and sat down on it, sighing. It was going to be a long night seeing as the other didn’t want to talk. It was then he remembered that he was given a key before he came in here. He stood up, moving to the door. No keyhole. He sighed once more. “I guess it won’t be that easy” He shook his head and looked back to where he believed the other was. “Do you know what a key could be used for in here?”

      He didn’t think he’d get a response from the other but to his surprise his response was the sound of metal. His brows knitted together. He walked back to the other and put his hand out feeling the cold metal around the other. He gasped and quickly found the keyhole in them and the key worked. He quickly unlocked them and throws them to the other side of the room. “Are you ok?” ChangMin questioned. No response of voice. But the younger felt a hand placed on top of his. Even without a voice he understood the gesture. Thank you.

     The door opened sometime after I had gone to sleep. I only woke because the other boy, whom up to that point I’d been using as a pillow, moved. I soon found out why. He had gotten out of the bed after the door closed. I could tell that even a little bit of light hurt him; it had hurt me as well. He came back to the bed with two trays of food. FOOD! I was so hungry I took one and started stuffing it down, but soon regretted it. It tasted so bad. I picked at it after that. The other picked at his food as well then put both trays on the floor and took me back into his arms.

      Normally I would reject something like this, but right now I really just wanted to be held, I mean I didn’t know this place at all, and it scares me. However, that’s not the only thing that scares me. I can tell he’s skinny when he does this, but not a healthy skinny. I wonder if this could be the reason he cannot speak -- what happened to him before I came here? “Do you mind if I make a name for you?” I asked at last. I felt him shake his head no and smiled. “I’m going call you…JaeJoong, is that ok?” He nodded and I smiled. I at last had a name for him.

      It stayed this way, for how long I’m not sure. I slept most the time to pass the time, that or forced myself to eat the ‘food’ given to us. I also forced JaeJoong to eat. He was in such a sad state; he needed food, even if it was this shit. It wasn’t hard to lose track of time in this dark place. It was like his own world. The only difference seemed to be how hungry I was and how cold the room was. There was no heater so the floor and walls felt like ice.

     JaeJoong was asleep still. I moved away from him and the warmth. My feet hit the hard ground and I got up walking carefully in the darkness. I placed one hand on the wall and walked around the room. I stopped when my hand felt something hard on the wall, a switch. Confused I flipped it and wished I hadn’t. Bright light filled the room blinding me at once. I closed my eyes tightly and sunk to the floor.

    Restless with the light on JaeJoong rolled over in the bed and fell to the floor. He looked over at me with a look that could almost kill. Neither of us moved as we got use to the light once more. It was the first time we could really see one another. Even though he was in need of a bath you could tell he was very good looking. It surprised me to some point, I had already known he was smaller then me as well. He had a tee shirt and a sweater over that. He also had on some blue jeans that looked almost gray they were so faded. Had he been eating normally I wondered how much more so he would be. I didn’t have much more time to think as the door flew open and the man that had brought me here entered.

     “Both of you get over here, now!” He yelled. Both JaeJoong and I came over to him quickly. Jae was a little slower than I was. “Come on, let’s go!” He yelled once more. ‘What the hell is going on?’ I thought to myself as he moved out of the way and made us walk. Two others were with him, making sure we wouldn’t go anywhere. I remembered coming down this hallway, but it didn’t seem Jae did, as he looked around almost amazed.

     We were lead to another room and told to sit down. We both sat down on the sofa that was overly plushy. It felt nice compared to the hard bed we were used to. I looked over at Jae to see how he was. His eyes were closed. I looked closer at him seeing a clean steak going from his eye all the way off his face, was he crying? “...Jae?” I said softly but couldn’t say more as the door opened and two others came in. He wiped the tears off his face, half way cleaning it.

     “YunHo, Why are we here? It makes no sense, I mean really, we don’t need anymore sl-maids” I complained loudly, not for the first time. “That easy Yoochun. I'm tired of the ones we have and you and Su are always out. I don’t have anyone to talk to me any more.” I sighed at his response, we’d been arguing over this for at least 4 days, ever sense they had called him saying they had 2 people that were just what he was looking for. However one didn’t talk. Remembering that, I almost brought it up once more but then let it go. Either way we were here now and getting out of the limo.

    We walked down the hallway without much thought. Well, we were thinking but the walking was without thought. I kept thinking of how he pulled Junsu and me away and made me come down here with him, yes he’d pay for that. What he thought of I wasn’t sure. Anyway we at last got to the room and went in.

     It surprised me seeing the two walk into the room. Both were vary well dressed and just seemed to scream ‘I'm rich, I pawn you’.  Well…maybe not…but that was my first thought seeing them. That and then looking down at myself. Yep. My clothes needed to be washed.  Not as bad as Jae’s, but still. I looked over to Jae; he was looking at the ground like it was oh so interesting. I could tell he was embarrassed by our looks next to their own. I looked back up to see them both looking at Jae apauled. One growled and walked out of the room. That had been the black headed one. The gray headed one looked as the other walked out and then back at us.

       I met his gaze though Jae simply wouldn’t look up. “Do you guys want me to take you from this place?” He asked at last. I looked at him distrusting. “What’s the catch?” I questioned. He didn’t seem that surprised to hear my question. “Easy, your out of here and have good food, nothing less but oh so much more.”

      Jae looked up at him and nodded softly. I looked at Jae carefully, all I knew was I couldn’t leave him, not now. “We’d…like to”.  He smiled. “Great! I’m YunHo, it’s nice to meet you two. The one who came in with me is Yoochun.”
    “I'm ChangMin and this is JaeJoong,” I told him and he stood up. “Come on, let’s go. I sure you two want to get out of here as soon as possible.” I nodded and Jae and I both stood up. All three of us walked out the door and down the hall to his limo. A few minutes passed and Yoochun came into the limo. I introduced Jae and myself. With that we went to our new place, whether we liked it or not I wasn’t even sure. That was to come. Why had we been in that place for so long? Jae was looking out the window as we drove; I wondered what he thinks about, what he would say if he could. Then it came to my mind. “Yoochun, is there any paper and a pen or pencil in here?” He looked at me funny but gave me a small notebook and a pen. “Jae” I said simply waking the boy from his daydream.

      He looked at me and I gave him the paper and pen. “Jae, what’s your real name?” I questioned. He looked at the paper and wrote it down

JaeJoong, The name you gave me

   That’s all it said and I almost had to laugh. Not because of what it said but because of his hand righting. It fit him somehow in a way I didn’t think it would. The other two looked back at me and Yoochun smiled. “Good Idea!” YunHo looked at me and slightly tilted his head. “You named him?” I could only nodded. “Yes.   He was already in the room we shared when I got there and I gave him a name so I wouldn’t have to call him ‘you’”

    Yoochun looked at Jae now. “You can hear us right?” Jae nodded and gave him a look that said ‘you idiot of course I can’. Yoochun smiled and then thought a moment. “How long were you there?” Jae looked at him and then at the paper.

I don’t know, I lost track, I didn’t have a clock and no windows. I think it was in June when I was first placed inside though.

     We all looked at him, eyes wide after we read it. I wasn’t sure what date it was now, but when I went in, it had been October. “It’s the 25^th of October.” YunHo informed both of us. Jae simply nodded like he knew.

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