Title: Narcissus
Summary: Narcissus, the man who fell in love with his reflection. What do he and Jung-woo have in common? Well, for one, they fell in love...
Pairing(s): Jung-woo x Tae, slight Ga-woon x Kun
Rating: T
Warning(s): Incest, harsh language
Author's Note:
SCG: I got reviews! (does the happy-happy-joy-joy dance) I really hope you all like it...
Maru-chan: Which makes her terrified of updating this part. -.-;
SCG:...well...I meant to end it in this chapter, however, that turned out to be simply too rushed. Tae cannot take only one chapter to go from 'Ga-woon is my rock of security' to 'Screw him and sanity, I love my cousin!'... as much as I'd like her to.
Disclaimer: I'd love to, but the Kill Me, Kiss Me series is not mine, and I'm making no money from this.
Review Responses:
BakaAngel: But it's so much fun being twisted! Thank you so much for the compliment!
Caelistes: Well, (cracks knuckles) someone had to write it, right? I love this pairing, but no one else seemed to like it...just had to get a fic out for them. Next stop- KunxGa-woon!
cocco: ...in character... two blessed words authors love to hear! Thank you so much! (pauses) KunxGa-woon. Um. I thought I had said it was hinted at in this one. O.O; Eeerk, false advertising on my part, I'm sorry! That's going to be the sequel...and what's wrong with being a lifeless fangirl? (I am one, lol)
Plushie Heartless: ...Woo-chan...?You and Ktin... (shakes head) Though...(hugsherMaru-chan)I know what you mean!...you bakas...;)
Simply Hopeless: Thank you for the review, it made me laugh!
xxblissxx: Thank you for the review, I suppose...
Yuki Kei: Will do! Jung-woo and Tae are so twistedly cuuute! ;D
ZeldAika: Your review was so very nice, but I don't think I've been flamed yet...O.o; The first chapter spiel was simply me bracing myself, 'cause I've been flamed before for different things, and this being as controversial as it is...As for it should be between consenting adults... I completely agree.
Ch: 3
In the end, Tae did not respond.
Her ploy at slumber was plain as day, yet with her stubborn pride, she would, not could not relinquish the act. Thus he spent the remainder of the morning toying with her hair, tracing her features and watching her shiver in response to each pseudo-chaste touch. Whether Jung-woo was flaunting his abilities over her body or prodding her with the proverbial stick to watch her react remains undecided...
Though he knew this was rejection, he savored this time. His pessimistic nature had already prepared him for this reaction from her. A fallback plan or a safety net, so to speak. Deep inside, however, behind the walls of icy resolve not to regret anything, something curled up into a little ball and wept.
"Tae, Tae!" called a younger Jung-woo as he scrambled through the underbrush, looking for his cousin. The pair was playing an innocent game of hide-and-go-seek, and it was Tae's turn to hide. The baby-blue eyed girl suppressed a giggle from her spot behind a tree.
"Tae? Taaaaaaae, come out, come out!" he shouted, hoping to draw her from her hiding spot.
She pounced on him, throwing her arms around him. Jung-woo stiffened, obsidian eyes widening at the unfamiliar contact. His hands remained at his side.
The blonde, sensing something was up, released him. "Jung-woo?"
"...nothin." he said in that soft voice, his bangs obscuring his eyes from view.
"I'm sowwy." She apologized, stroking his hair with one hand. Jung-woo twitched again at the contact. Tae let her hand drop.
Slowly, looking unsure, the dark-eyed boy took her hand in his, sweaty palms sticking together, their grimy fingers interlocked.
Tae hadn't ever been happier. She tried to suppress a happy shriek, but some escaped, causing him search her eyes worriedly. Tae's mouth clamped shut, but she still managed a wide, happy smile.
With no warning, Tae Yeon Im sat up in bed, a sweaty sheen visible on her flushed face at 12:30 at night.
'...Ga-woon-Ga-woon-Ga-woon...'
It was her mantra, her rock, the one steady thing that kept her from being swept away in the ocean of emotions provoked by her cousin. HER COUSIN. That should be the issue, the rock of sanity!
Instead her boyfriend was all that kept her from running to Jung-woo and begging him to fuck her on the carpet. And that's all she felt, that was certain; an insane, incestual lust that tugged at her senses at every turn. Ever since his birthday, or rather the morning after, Tae Yeon Im had been haunted in her sleep by Jung-woo's image, Jung-woo kissing her softly, Jung-woo smiling at her, Jung-woo using those wicked fingertips to slowly torture her...
'...Ga-woon-Ga-woon-Ga-woon...'
There was absolutely no way that the dark-eyed male could be in love with her... or she with him, for that matter. Yes they cared about eachother, like a brother and sister – she had said so herself. They loved eachother - like siblings.
But siblings aren't attracted to eachother like this, some part of her conscious whispered snidely.
'...Ga-woon-Ga-woon-Ga-woon...'
Jung-woo was an enigma, one she could never hope to understand fully. Beneath that impassive face lay an-ever shifting personality that whined to her over trivial things like soda and a bra-strap chafing his back, poked fun at her, insulted her at times... one that could be egotistical and rude, and had a thing for her hats... he hadn't any true tolerance for pain and a penchant for fighting...
Tae had seen his flaws in their dark glory, and seen his good side too... his brave, intelligent and almost playful side... Tae was the one he was most comfortable showing himself to, and somewhere along the way, he had become her most comfortable companion as well.
That's it... he's just misinterpreting this closeness...
Shutting her eyes, she massaged her temples. It was early morning Monday. She would visit him after school, and see how she felt then... yeah, she needed to see him again, be jolted back to reality- they were almost siblings, and usually mistaken as twins.
There was no way.
No.
'...Ga-woon-Ga-woon-oh, fuck this.'
Pulse pounding, Tae Yeon adjusted her skirt, then ruffled her short blond hair. She could do this. Taking a deep, steadying breath, she rapped on the door to Jung-woo's apartment. The schoolgirl was startled with Jung-woo's voice rang out, sounding close, "It's open, Tae!"
Turning the doorknob, she found him still in his black and gray Pure Water High uniform, removing his shoes in the entryway. Coughing slightly, the older cousin fought back a blush and sat down next to him. How was she going to do this?
"Oh yeah, Jung-woo, remember on your birthday, when you and I shared the same bed? Y'know about five in the morning, when you got up and talked to Kun? Yeah, well, I heard you. And I heard you talking to me when you thought I was asleep- and I felt everything too. How exactly did you do that with your fingertips, though? ...Anyway, I think I might be in love with you as well- but I might be suffering from crazy, egomaniac lust. Can you clear things up for me?"
Yeah, that'll work, Tae, you tell him that.
"Tae, you're mumbling." Jung-woo pointed out, quite nonchalantly.
"Oh, eh-heh, uh..." She quickly ripped off her shoes and stood up, dropping her book bag on the floor. The flustered girl took a step forward onto the carpet, then spun around to face him. The words caught in her throat at what she saw.
Jung-woo was smiling.
His dark eyes creased in warmth, his pretty white teeth slightly biting into his lower lip in a sexy gesture. A breathtaking look for his striking features - and for no one but her…
Oh, Tae whisper-thought as the blood rushed to her face. Don't do this to me…
It elicited such a response in her that even after he stepped past, she remained staring at his profile in a daze.
Tae couldn't recall seeing someone just smiling having this much affect upon her before...
"Did you have something you wanted to ask me?"
"Um, yeah?" she forced out.
And they ended up sitting on the couch in a silence occasionally disrupted by the slurp of Jung-woo drinking his cola. Tae bit her lip, trying to sort out the emotions from the ideas.
I couldn't be in love with him... something insisted, but was that her actual feelings... or her family-imposed morals?
Maru-chan: (Mock-ominous voice) To be continued...
SCG: (pretty uke eyes at you) Review, please?