Insane. [Jookyun]

Six

Jooheon had a fairly normal childhood. His parents didn't treat him badly, his siblings loved him. His life was absolutely normal. He made average grades, got into an okay college. That's where his life stopped being normal.

So maybe he didn't understand why Changkyun used such extreme measures to get him to stay. He knew Changkyun had a rough past, but did he not know what he was doing was bad? It was infuriating.

Jooheon didn't call him. Not once, the whole trip. He thought about it, but how could he? Was he supposed to act like everything was fine? He didn't want that. He wanted Changkyun to know what he did was bad. It was like training a dog to him.

He wanted to teach Changkyun the correct way to love someone. Or maybe be friends? The line in their relationship between friends and lovers really wasn't defined. Either way, he wanted to teach Changkyun that he couldn't hurt people to get him way.

When he stepped into his house after getting back from his trip, the last thing he expected was to see some male choking Changkyun in the living room.

Changkyun's back was pressed to the wall, and the male in front of him towered over him. His thin fingers were tightly wrapped around the smaller's neck, and he struggled to breathe, clawing at the hands against his throat. The male trying to kill him was skinny with black hair and completely black clothing. They didn't even seem to notice Jooheon.

The taller man spoke, "Changkyun, what the fuck?! Do you want me to kill you for putting both of us in danger like this? Do you think I want to be in jail?! Not every thing about you and your shitty love life!" He pulled Changkyun forward before slamming his head back against the wall.

Changkyun squirmed, and tears began to fall from his face. He tried to gasp for air. His hands never stopped from scratching at the long, thin fingers that kept his from breathing. Jooheon decided it was his time to intervene.

"Changkyun!" He quickly rushed over. He grabbed the other male's arm and pulled him away from Changkyun.

The smallest quickly fell to his knees, gasping for air. He wrapped his arms around Jooheon's legs and cried against them. His small frame was shaking uncontrollably, and Jooheon looked back at the other male in anger.

"What the hell were you doing!?" Jooheon growled.

Changkyun whimpered and his arms wrapped tighter around the older's legs.

The male rolled his eyes. "Whatever, I'm leaving. I'll see you at home Changkyun."

With that, he walked out the door like he didn't break into someone else's house. Jooheon decided against chasing after him because Changkyun was so desperately clinging to him.

"Why are you in my house?" Jooheon asked in the nicest voice he could manage.

Changkyun spoke in between sobs, "I...missed...you." His small body continued to shake.

"Up" Jooheon pulled on his hair lightly.

Changkyun stood up and stared at the floor like a small child getting scolded. He shuffled uncomfortably and bit his lip to keep himself from crying loudly.

Jooheon pulled him into a hug. "Changkyun, please calm down. I'm not angry."

Changkyun's smaller arms wrapped tightly around Jooheon and his whimpering filled their ears. Jooheon tried to soothe him by rubbing his back, but the younger male didn't stop shaking.

"Changkyun," he tried again. "Changkyun, you're okay. I'm right here. Nothing is going to hurt you, so please calm down." He let go of the boy to pull off the younger's black jacket and toss it on the floor, leaving him in a white t-shirt. He pulled off his own hoodie and threw it on the couch. "Come on, I need you to calm down."

He stared at the mess of a boy in front of him. Changkyun's black hair looked like it hadn't been brushed it weeks. His shirt was wrinkled, and his black jeans were destroyed with rips. There were still red marks around his throat where the fingers had been, and Jooheon swallowed a lump in his throat when an idea came to him.

He walked closer and gently tilted Changkyun's head upwards. He crouched down a bit and listened to the younger's breathing relax more the closer he got. Without warning, he gently licked a stripe down Changkyun's neck. He gently kissed the spots where the red was the darkest, and he listened as amazingly his whimpers stopped and his breathing completely evened out.

A hand tangled itself in Jooheon's hair, tugging him closer to Changkyun's neck when he strayed too far away.

Jooheon could hear his subconcious screaming. This is bad. He kills people. He could kill you. He could-

His lips met with Changkyun's throat again. He was pretty sure he was completely addicted with the way his skin tasted.

"Jooheon," Changkyun breathed out. "Are you angry?"

Jooheon lifted up his head and stared into shaking, dark eyes. "No. You just need to know you can't hurt people. You can't hurt me."

Changkyun's voice was quiet, almost non-existent. "Then hurt me."

"Changkyun, we are just friends."

The hand in his hair slid down to the back of his neck. "Then, we're just friends."

Changkyun didn't miss a beat. He quickly leaned in to capture Jooheon's lips.

Friends don't kiss. Friends don't lick each other's neck. Friends definetly don't get a boner in the middle of-

When Jooheon felt teeth bite into his bottom lip, he knows he's completely fucked.

Friends don't fuck. But if they did, I'll be the dominant one.

Jooheon pulled away to see Changkyun's tear-stained face. The younger looked so sad, so vulnerable.

"I won't let anyone but me hurt you ever again."

And Jooheon meant it.

A/n: whoops, now we are gonna have the aftermath and consequences of this mess yay
Also dom Jooheon is my life, shhh