Violent Kiss (TaeKai)

Love Is Just A Camouflage For What Resembles Rage

For hundred thousand of years living this life, I survived on my own. Of course by using some other creatures like me and other times some weak, gullible humans to get some things done and to get benefits but I was my own hero through all those times. It was just me and it's not a tragic result because I'm unlikeable, a lot of offers was sent to me for the reasons that they wanted me, want my company, want my attention, they want my love but I refuse to give them that. No one is worthy of my time and attention, certainly not them. I was alone by my own accord. I like being alone. I am my own person.

Until one day I came across to a boy that changed that. He changed my ways of living, and some of my beliefs, just some of them mind you. I'm not that weak to be a complete fool over some weak boy. But I couldn't deny the impact that boy gave my life, just during that time. Things never last.

In the year I don't even attempt to remember, I was living in an old mansion owned by a rich old man if I remembered right. He was long gone by then and the people of the village refused to do anything about his house so they just left it to rot. It was a convenient hide out for me at that time, no human would likely go in there and find me.

I was just returning to the house from a hunt, I was very much satisfied with the priest I had for dinner. When to my surprised, I found this boy sitting outside my house. His dark brown eyes looking at me in young curiosity, his black hair tousled in an attractive way. His attire is made for the richest people in the village so I know he came from a very well off clan. He looks delicious and that's both in reasons that he's practically a food for me because he's human and for the reason that I want to ravish him in the privacy of my bed chamber.

We just look at each other in a long time. I don't know if I should get rid of him or not. He just sat there, eyes boring at me and I for sure was looking back at him but I don't know why he did but his lips slowly curled into a smile. Not a maniac smile I flash my victims, not a mocking smile, not a fake smile but a genuine one. His eyes forming to a crescent moon and just one thing came in my mind. Enchanting. He was enchanting, with his smile that's almost adorable like a child's, his long limbs flexed in a sitting position, his tanned skin that in the moonlight was a very new sight to see. I always see pale skin illuminated by the night sun, I was sick of it. But this boy, brought something new, like a breath of fresh air after being lock in a dusty cell. And at that moment I decided that I want him.

"Good evening gentleman. I apologize for my trespassing."

Deep voice penetrating my ear. It's not too deep like a man that experience almost everything the world can offer but it's a bit softer like a boy still on the process of blooming into a respectable man with a touch mischievousness in his tone. He seems to be the kind of a young gentleman who likes to get in trouble despite his social status.

I just nod in response, giving him the chance to continue what he would say. I waited for five more seconds but he just stayed quiet, looking at me just like when I first came moments ago. I raised one of my eyebrows to ask him silently, what is this boy needed from me. But he just widen his smile. It irritated me a little but the charm radiating from such action was hard to ignore.

"It's late for such a young gentleman like you to be wandering out at night. Am I wrong that you have some business with me that I do not know?" I asked as kindly as I can even though I can feel my temper rising.

"Ah..." The sound passed his lips out onto the cold night air, it's deep. Coming from his throat, I can almost feel the vibration it made. It was rough and deep yet it came out from him so smoothly. I don't mind hearing it from beside my ear every night. Low and husky as I pleasure him. But the sound was made as an act to show realization, like he forgot why he was there and just remembered but I can see through his action that it was fake. He was prolonging his hold to whatever reason he was there before it come to me and that irritated me more. This mischievous boy intruding my night.

"Yes, I do have some business with you. But how rude of me to talk to you without introducing myself first, such a disgrace for my father's name that I acted the way I did. Forgive me sir..." He planted his palm on his forehead, acting like he was guilty but the action was exagerated that it's like I'm watching an actor perform in a play. It's obvious he was just faking it.

"...my name is Kim Jongin pretty sir. My father is the great Duke." He smiled again, he was now standing on his feet. He bowed slightly, one of his arms folded behind him, and one infront gesturing with such grace that only a prince can have. His eyes never leaving me. But even how enchanting he is, my temper is still on its process of rising, my irritance increasing. This boy purposely denying me from knowing what he wanted.

"I'm Do Kyungsoo the owner of this mansion and the grass you are currently crashing under your feet. Now that the introduction is done, can I know now what reason you have that you were waiting for me inside my own yard, boy?" My response was fast and a bit harsh despite him telling me how important his family is. I can kill them all with just my bare hands what reason should I be scared of them. I was having a hard time hiding my temper, I only met him yet he was already getting under my skin. I saw a slight smirk formed on his lips but disappeard quickly as he answered me. Acting apologetic once again, I was beginning to get tired of his act yet he was enjoying this.

"My business beautiful sir, is a reason you might not understand at all but as you said, I am a young boy. It is typical for myself to need some things to get through a day or night such as this time. I am just---"

"Just say what it is you devil child!" I cut him off, even how rude it was. I didn't care, this was my property he was intruding, he was wasting my time and he was playing a game with my temper. Though it's not true that I see him as a child of such an ugly being, he was beautiful like the angels curved him with such care and grace yet maybe God forgot to give him manners that match his perfect physique.

He smirked. That dirty, sly smile was now visible on his lips. He was done hiding his mischievous self,  not that it was hidden from me in the first place. Amusement decorating his brown eyes, he spoke slowly. His eyes watching my reaction with every word passing from his lips.

"I was just bored and in need of an entertainment pretty sir." He smiled sweetly. My hands were shaking in rage and in need to touch him.

And that night I fell inlove with that boy despite the anger I felt. I decided then that I'll make him my child when the right time comes, he will be my devil child.

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I decided to update again. Just a bit of a throw back from D.O that you will see a bit more sometime. Next chapter will be about the mystery man that Taemin met.

The title was still from Snuff by Slipknot