fix you
fix you | kyungsoo/jongin ; d.o./kai | pg
summary : kyungsoo left jongin, and he was a fool for not realizing that he needed him too.
a/n : unyoku is mad at me she demanded a sequel!!! >< sequel to withdraw :)
lights will guide you home,
and ignite your bones,
and i will try to fix you.
a week after the unwanted kyungsoo-being-back, jongin really tried to function normally.
he tried to work, after getting a threat from his firm that he'll be fired if he kept his poor performance up. also, in a span of two weeks, he lost so many clients, so now, he's trying to get them back.
he tried to respond to baekhyun now, joining him for lunch, letting the older one inside his apartment. he tried to sleep in time, consuming all of his king-sized bed, trying not to drown over the thought of kyungsoo being gone and all of that.
of course he wanted kyungsoo back. why wouldn't he? kyungsoo is his little awkward ray of sunshine for over three years. it's like a little bit of heaven here on earth, a happily ever after. jongin loved him too much, he's not sure if kyungsoo felt the same. well, he doesn't care about it at all, just as long as kyungsoo was there.
baekhyun calls him around two in the afternoon, something about a party and joonmyeon, one of their good friend. jongin agrees and hangs up as he goes back to work.
it's a thirty-minute drive from home to work, and usually he'll arrive at eight in the evening. it's been a routine to eat somewhere before going home. he eats at this specific restaurant, orders the same thing every night, served by the same waiter named luhan, but today, it feels a lot different without kyungsoo with him. so today he's alone.
"where's your friend?" luhan asks jongin as he serves the plate of pasta on jongin's table. jongin gave him a weak smile. "oh, i'm sorry, jongin-ssi."
jongin couldn't blame him anyway. "it's okay." luhan bows and leaves.
"enjoy your meal."
going home to an empty apartment is getting easier each passing day, jongin noticed. all he needed to do is not expect kyungsoo to be there. that's all. he needed to, before i goes out of hand.
with an exhausted sigh, he plops down on his bed, still clad in office attire. he's too tired to shower, so he falls asleep like that.
the next morning, jongin wakes up a little early than usual, one thing is because he needed to pee. he strips down, leaving only his boxers, when he realized that he's still in his office wear.
it's only six am, but after waking up a couple of minutes ago, he can't sleep again. he goes out to the balcony, cool air meeting his skin and he shivers. he lights up a cigarette, cringing at the first inhale. he remembered that he stopped when he and kyungsoo met. something about kyugnsoo being a classy bitch and a health freak. the old habit came back. jongin can't blame himself for doing so.
work that day is extra boring, probably because there's no kyungsoo who'll drop off by lunch to bring in a bento. either that or because jongin lost clients so now, there's nothing much to do, he doesn't know.
he joins baekhyun during lunch, and chanyeol is with them today. jongin tried not to feel jealous when chanyeol is wiping some crumbs off of baekhyun's lip, he tried not to feel jealous when baekhyun is whispering something to chanyeol and the younger one giggles, he tried not to feel jealous even when the two males in front of him simply looks at each other.
fuck it, jongin excuses himself to go to the bathroom. baekhyun instantly feels guilty for bringing chanyeol with him.
this time, though dead tired and completely dysfunctional, jongin changed into some shirt and sweatpants before going to sleep.
an hour passed and he still cannot sleep, tossing and turning in bed, constantly wishing that kyungsoo was there, constantly sniffing kyungsoo's pillow for the scent that he left.
his insomia is being a bitch and it's twelve midnight, dammit. he had to wake up in six hours, and six hours is not enough for sleep. he wished he can sleep in for a day but then again, work and all.
as he tossed for the nth time that night, his phone on the nightstand vibrates. a call. who the hell.
he didn't dare look at the caller id, afraid of hoping again.
jongin closes his eyes as he presses that green telephone button. he answers with a shaky
"h-hello?" he panics a little when he heard soft sobs on the other line. "baekhyun? is this you? why th hell are you--"
"it's me." jongin freezes.
he sighs heavily, feeling the least bit tired right now. "kyungsoo..." he breathes like it's the most natural thing in the world.
kyungsoo is now crying over the other line, jongin can sense that he's trying not to, but kyungsoo was never the type who fights not to cry.
jongin feels a tear roll down his cheek. "kyungsoo, what's the--"
"i'm sorry, okay." kyungsoo says from the other line. "i'm sorry i left. i was stupid, i didn't know what i was doing and--" a choke. "i was really, really stupid. i--" a hiccup. "i didn't know that i needed you now more than ever."
as cliche as it is, jongin didn't mind. he knew that one day, kyungsoo will be back, and he doesn't know if he's happy or not, but with kyungsoo's almost embarrassing confession, he knew what he wanted ; he wanted kyungsoo back and nothing else. just, kyungsoo.
it's one am. they meet at the park in front of the restaurant they used to eat at. jongin is fucking agitated as he waits for kyungsoo. the only thing breaking the silence is the sound of the cars passing by.
he hears footsteps against the brick flooring. he turns around and kyungsoo is before his eyes, his face a mess and his eyes a little bigger and red.
the first thing that jongin's instincts tell him to do is hug the man before him, so he does. god, how this feels so right. he buries his head in the crook of kyungsoo's neck and smiles when he feels kyungsoo's hands on his back.
"i'm sorry." kyungsoo murmurs right into jongin's ear. "i'm sor--"
"ssh, don't be."
they stay like that for a while, once again familiarizing with each other, though jongin's sure that both of them still knows how it feels to be in each others arms. jongin didn't want to let go, and so did kyungsoo.
jongin pulls back and holds kyungsoo's face in his hands. when he leans in and presses his lips against the older ones', everything felt so right for the first time in what felt like years.
it feels like home.
"this time i won't leave you again." kyungsoo whispers as he leans his forehead against jongin's. "and kill me if i break my promise this time." he leans in for another kiss, and another, and another and another.
a/n : ARE YOU HAPPY NOW RIA T____T BUT IT'S STILL SAD.