My Rose Jun

Chapter 11 "Did I Stutter?"

(Juns pov)

"I asked you a question and I'm pretty sure I told you to look at me when I'm talking," I stated as the younger snatched back his hands that were dripping in blood.

"Yes you did. I don't know if you forgot, but we're synched. Whatever you do to yourself you inflict on me," the younger raised his tone which I never would have expected.

I felt that he was mad but also confused. I looked at him for a moment thinking why I felt like my head was in a bubble.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize i went that far. Anytime I do that to myself, I don't bleed. Because of the whole vampire thing," I said, realizing the hostility the younger gained when I raised my voice.

"Yea. Well I'm not. And it fucking hurts," The younger commented making me realize that I messed up.

"Come with me."

I took the younger upstairs and we turned the corner to my room.

"Sit down," I said pointing to my bed. I went to grab the first aid kit under my bathroom counter.

"I'm sorry. I should have been more careful," I repeated as I bandaged Hee's hands.

"It's fine. Stop apologizing," Hee stated after one of his hands was bandaged.

"But it's not okay. I could have hurt you way more than I did and-" I couldn't get my words out. No matter how hard I tried, nothing I said came off of my tongue.

(Hees POV)

Jun was bandaging up my hands when I got a slight feeling of discomfort. Jun stopped talking in the middle of our conversation about him being more careful.

"Are you okay?" I asked lifting his face to look at me which he responded to by looking the other way. He reached behind himself, grabbing his phone.

"Hey Dae, can you come to my room for a second? It's kinda an emergency," Jun said, making me even more confused.

"Sung-hee? How long has it been since I've brought you here?"

"Almost two weeks. Why?" I said, trying to figure out why he asked.

"What's wrong?" Dae-hyuk said, walking into the room. Before anyone said anything, he walked over to me and put the palms of my hands facing him.

"There you go," he said, making me confused at the random sentence.

I had question marks written all over my face. Dae-hyuk looked down, which caused me to do so too.

"What the hell?" I let out a whisper shout. The comment was meant to stay in my mind, but it didn't.

"I can heal people. Well most of the time. That's my superpower."

I was in awe for a moment.

"Can you take Sung-hee out of my room and make sure he doesn't come in here for a while," Jun said, making me baffled.

"Oh...yes I can."

Dae-hyuk walked to the side and waved me over and I got up and started walking to the door.

"Wait why do I have to leave, you don't even want me to and I know it," I said wishing that Jun would speak on what he was feeling.

Dae-hyuk tapped my arm, wanting me to move forward out of the door. I looked at him and removed his hand.

I don't know why I was suddenly mad but I was and I could tell Jun could sense it, the way he wouldn't look me in the eyes but also felt bad at the same time.

"Dae-hyuk get out," I started moving a step further away from him. Dae looked at me confused.

"Did I stutter? I said get out."

Dae looked at Jun who looked like he had given up and could pass out at any moment.

"I don't think I should leave you-" he started to say before seeing how serious I was.

He looked back at Jun then at me. He gave a look of defeat then walked out with the door closing behind him.

I walked over to where Jun was and picked up the first aid kit and sat it on his desk. I walked back over and sat on the bed.

"Jun look at me, and I won't tell you again," I said, raising my tone but not being mean.
"Why don't you talk about the way you feel? I can feel every little emotion in you. I might not be able to sort out all of them but I can still feel them. So talk to me."

Jun raised his head and looked me in the eyes. There were so many feelings going on inside his body. There was just one I couldn't make out. The more I thought about it the more the others would flow away.

I was confused.

"You should have left while you had the chance," Jun said as he started leaning closer. 

"Do you know that feeling you can't make out no matter how hard you think about it?" Jun said as he completely took on my whole body by making me fall onto my back with him on top of me.

I didn't say anything or try to escape, for I knew I wasn't in any danger. I just looked at his face as he was looking me up and down. Then he started releasing his pheromones.

"It's bloodlust. And I told you to leave because I'm about to be in rut and I don't want to hurt you," he informed me, "on the other hand all I wanna do is take these shorts off of you and mark every inch of your body with my teeth."

After that he let go of my wrist and sat beside me with his head in his hands. I looked at him in disbelief.

"Who said I was going to get hurt. I can handle it," I said leaning closer to him as he looked up.

He looked at my eyes, my mouth, and back at my eyes again.

"I don't want to hurt you like you've been hurt in the past. And I wouldn't have ever wanted to hurt you period."

I didn't get what he was talking about at first until i remembered the long talk we had in the flower garden.

He felt like a safe space and I felt like I could trust him.

I ended up telling him a lot more than I wanted to and was super embarrassed until he started talking.

He also shared a lot. I could tell that he was nervous to tell me about himself but he still did.

"The people that hurt me in the past didn't care about me. I know you do," I said as my lips landed on his.

We ended up in the same position as before just this time farther up on the bed. Both of our pheromones started mixing and the kisses started getting messier.

"I don't think I can stop now," he said after both of our shirts were off.

"No one told you to."

I could tell the older was slipping into subspace but I let him keep going. His peremones were so strong they filled the entire room.

Before I slipped into subspace I remember him sinking his teeth into multiple spots of my neck. Although it hurt, I was the one who told him he could if he needed to.

I knew he wouldn't hurt me on purpose and I knew that I was going to help him through it.