Destined (Jaeyong) [Complete]

12

The roar from Doyoung brought Jaehyun back into the present and cleared the haze of pleasure from his mind.

Jaehyun stared at what he'd done.

Taeyong lay half naked and unconscious; he had the boy's blood in his mouth.

"Another's scent was on him." Jaehyun turned to Doyoung, full of regret. "I... don't know. I acted without thought."

"It's okay. Let me tend to him," Doyoung said softly.

As Jaehyun made to move, Taeyong shifted restlessly calling him back.

"Why doesn't he call for me like this when awake and aware?" Jaehyun asked. "He seems barely able to meet my eyes when fully conscious of what's going on, yet like this cannot bear to be parted from my side."

"Give him time, Jaehyun. You have to now. You just tasted his blood. If you fail to bond with him you will fade."

"Perhaps that would be for the best," he sighed.

"Do not speak foolishly. Taeyong never ran from us despite his past. He didn't run when Johnny was attacked. He was the one to use the lamp as a weapon. We are missing something."

Doyoung gripped Jaehyun's shoulder in a gesture of reassurance and solidarity.

"Something that I cannot yet resolve." Doyoung resumed his attentions on the injured human as Jaehyun crooned softly whenever Taeyong whimpered in pain.

Doyoung stroked at soft, blemish free skin. With his healing skills, Taeyong's injuries would leave no trace.

"He is so beautiful." Doyoung smiled at Jaehyun. "You and he will make a most magnificent couple."

"Are you sure?" Jaehyun asked wonderingly.

"I am," Doyoung replied decisively. "As you must be."

Jaehyun watched as the other man finished tending to Taeyong and then left them alone.

Taeyong still called for him, his voice almost sub vocal. 

Jaehyun crawled under the sheets to wrap his larger frame protectively around his injured would-be mate.

He kissing Taeyong's temple when the lithe form pressed hard up against him accepting his closeness in sleep.

"I'm sorry..."