Last Code; Part 2
Title: Last Code (Krislay/Fanxing)
Action, Dystopia, Romance, Angst | NC-17 | Three-shots/Complete
Note: Purely fictional. Slight torture.
Summary: "Because I had always believed that humiliation of pride is more a torture for the kinds of you than physical pain."
Second Code
“Ge, we have a problem.”
They were the words Zitao first spoke when Kris had opened his door to him that late hour of night. Kris knew that tone of his assistant and immediately let him in his office. Zitao didn’t wait a second then as he opened his notebook on Kris’ desk and showed something on the screen. Kris eyed the content shrewdly while Zitao started explaining, “I successfully managed to go as far as the classified information about the higher officials. Since Yixing’s father is one, I saved what I learned before destroying my access log. As we both know, there are eight Higher Officials seated and all of them have the equal power ruling the whole country. And Yixing’s father’s name in their circle is Lay.”
Kris flinched suddenly as he stood there, stoned while absorbing all of the information.
“And this guy over here is aliased Guang. You know the two of them right?” Zitao looks at Kris when he pointed the man. Kris didn’t answer but Zitao continued, “That apartment Yixing once lived in, I once looked into their given information of the tenants’ parents and we only managed to get the aliases, remember? So we stick into your plan when we knew who the child of whom is…”
Kris looked back at Zitao with the same surprise like the other.
“What I gathered from this card, Kris, is the reliable one than what we had obtained from the apartment, I dare say. It was changed purposely.” Zitao confirmed when he gave back the card Kris had asked him to look into and Kris’ expression showed how much this was so vast.
“Then,” Kris didn’t know how to continue the sentence afterwards. He blankly stared at Zitao and the latter could only shake his head, “the day of the attack is in months, you could still have your revenge. I’ll help you if I can.”
“Thanks, Tao.” Kris answered while the other only nodded and closed the device.
“Cherish your days. That’s all I could say before you settle on going on with the plan. Bye.” In a moment, Zitao was out of his office. Kris eyed the card he was holding and found he was gripping it tightly his knuckles went white. He loosens his hold and sat on his chair instead, breathing hard as he is now bound to feel relieved or torn.
***
When Kris gave Yixing another assignment the next day, the latter realized he did it too quickly to be going home early. And so Yixing decided to kill the remaining hours on the beach nearby the city, changing to new clothes and dumping the old ones. That minute he was buying those things he also bought a fixation that was a part of his past life.
Sitting on the sandy ground of that beach, he fixed the guitar he brought with him on his lap and started strumming few chords of what he still remembers, of when he was still a normal citizen oblivious to the real events. He then remembers one song he once loved playing and went on to play it, humming alongside the music.
He had too many failures in his life as a normal city guy Zhang Yixing nevertheless.
Wanting to be a singer or dancer, he studied it and always went to different entertainment companies to join. But he ends up on the wrong hands and gets dump in the end. His father never bothered to be concern about his personal life and because his mother always gets worried, it was better not telling her anything. He stands up from his own mistakes those times; whether from being dump or downgraded.
And now, he couldn’t believe those memories are nothing more than a laughing subject now for him.
Where now is far more in reality. He had no more to come back to. His family is dead and so as his false dreams. In few months this country will be changed. It will soon purge its own unjust roots. The real happenings of this place are already fearsome enough that it had to be stopped. Now that he thinks about it, his situation is a mere option of his own. Staying with Luhan in the community, and also… with Kris. He had realized to himself that he already loves Kris.
Although he doesn’t know how or why - Yixing couldn’t keep away from the other anymore.
Suddenly, Yixing strummed too hard that he had lost the tune of the song he was playing. The former sighed agitatedly as he decided to put down the guitar on his side. While doing so, he sees Kris approaching from a distance.
“Didn’t know you played,” Kris commented when he sat beside him.
Yixing shrugged and replied, “Guess there wasn’t a time it needed to be told.” He smiles at Kris who looks at the sun setting from the far west. “You were pretty serious there… loosen a little bit and please continue playing,” Kris’ eyes droop low as he tilts his head to notion Yixing to pick up the guitar again. The latter did and before he fixed the thing on his lap, he looks at Kris and asked, “Why are you here?”
Kris showed the small square of a device he held and Yixing just laughed - asked with amusement glittering in his eyes, “There’s a tracking device on me?”
“Everything in the cabinet needs to have one so I’ll know where the belongings go.” Kris grins back and Yixing right then learned the tracking device to be in his gun.
Kris didn’t say much and Yixing then just picked the guitar once more and started playing, now carefree and lighter than earlier. He had also accompanied it with his singing seeing that his companion just listened. Kris closes his eyes as he lets Yixing get lost in his rapture. He knew that him being beside Yixing made the other relax and comfortable, a characteristic of Yixing that he was aware of.
With every strum of the guitar and voice of Yixing, Kris couldn’t help but watch instead.
And when the song ended, Yixing stares back and smiled widely, “I haven’t regressed, I’m glad.”
“You’re great,” Kris said before pulling him in for a kiss. Yixing kisses back and only pulled away when both needed to breathe.
“Come, we need to go. The curfew’s almost there and we don’t want to be caught in it,” the former whispers while he stood up and offered his hand to his lover. Yixing obliged and stood up also and both brushes off the sand on their backs. Since the consequence of failing to follow the curfew is dire, it was dangerous to let their covers blown.
The two of them then entered the forest discreetly without being seen by anyone.
That walk in the forest gave Yixing the opportunity to talk about his past to Kris since the latter asked for it and it will be a long walk. And because of Kris’ limited words about himself are noticed, Yixing now understands on why Joonmyeon is tasked as the spokesperson. Kris lacks not only as motivation but also in communication, verbally. Being the central mind is the only appropriate description of his position as leader. But letting matters aside, Yixing needed Kris. He didn’t know what had pulled him into the leader but Yixing is now hopeless and couldn’t get away from his own feelings for him.
After a long travel to the community, Kris opened the unseen gate which was covered with vines and let the two of them enter. With his hand on the small back of Yixing, he guided the other inside.
“If you crave for some scenery, I think I know a place you’ll like within this place,” Kris breaks the silence and gives Yixing a brief look. Yixing looks back and asks, “Really?”
Kris nodded and goes on, “Tomorrow after your training, I’ll take you there.”
Yixing couldn’t help but smile and grab Kris’ collar. He pulls him down for a quick kiss before saying, “It’s settled then.”
“You’re really something,” Kris commented as a smile ghosted on his lips and this time, he was the one who leans forward and took Yixing’s lips to his.
It took few restraints for them to take before reaching Kris’ place that night where the latter embraced Yixing as he always did.
***
“So, Yixing and Kris huh,” Jongin mutters out of nowhere as he lied lazily on the couch. Luhan, who was reading a book on his leisure time, looks at Jongin and said, “Oh, you noticed. So what?”
Jongin makes a face before sitting then. He stares at Luhan and sighed, “I don’t know. Something’s not right about Kris while he’s with Yixing.”
It took awhile before Luhan got to process what Jongin was saying and when he did, he suddenly laughed. Jongin scowls at him more and growled, “What’s so funny, hyung?”
“Oh nothing nothing, I was just…” Luhan tries his hard not to laugh again and continued, “I always thought you had a crush on Yixing so you don’t need to hide it with concern only, Jongin. You think something’s off because you think Yixing’s better off with you, don’t you?”
Jongin froze and Luhan now continued his laughter. The younger male then retaliated, “No it’s not like that! I mean, I like Yixing but…-” Jongin once again widened his eyes in sheer horror when he blew his own cover while Luhan eyed him cunningly.
“Argh whatever. Kris has been a distant guy from us since the beginning despite his friendliness to us so it’s quite surprising how he is now dating Yixing.” Jongin finally recovered as he now decided to just shrug it off. Luhan though took in the information and agreed, “That makes sense… but maybe Kris just fell for Yixing’s warm side. I mean, Yixing’s existence screams affection and cheerful spirit that it takes you a moment to pull away from him. In spite of what he had become now, he still has that touch in him.”
“And you’re saying Kris likes him because he’s different from all the people he’d met?” Jongin poses and Luhan shook his head, “I don’t know. Why don’t you just let it go for now. I hate watching you die of curiosity and envy.”
“Hyung…” Jongin argues but the door slams open that halted their conversation. Came in was Chanyeol with a stupid grin on his face.
“Oh, seems like another person has some good news with his own life,” Luhan chirps while Chanyeol only looked at him and smiled more. “My day couldn’t be better,” the latter answers before skipping to the stairs and into his room. Jongin snickers secretly realizing he’s the only miserable one in the house. Luhan was still staring at him incredulously until Jongin meekly sighed and decided to leave Luhan in the living room and sleep the night off. Perhaps a one night sleep could make him forget his stupid crush on the new guy.
***
The next day,
Morning came pleasantly for Yixing.
If waking up before Kris, that is. He watches as the latter slept peacefully. Yixing found their position slightly on his disadvantage but that’s the least of his concern for now. Kris’ arm snaked around his waist holding him possessively was a slight turn on for Yixing at the moment and Kris’ face that close was nice. Perhaps waking up like this wasn’t bad at all.
Yixing slowly reaches for Kris’ face and caressed his cheek with his palm, feeling the soft texture of the latter’s skin.
Kris groans a little bit but didn’t wake. Yixing had to stifle a chuckle then as he continued harassing his lover’s cheek.
“I know that… we’re in a dangerous situation to even fall in love.” Yixing whispers as he pulls his hand away. But before he could do so, Kris managed to hold it still on his face, “But it’s not like it’s prohibited to do so. We’re still humans and what do humans do best but fall stupidly in love?” Kris replies with voice still drowsy from sleep. Yixing didn’t have an answer for that. Instead he stared at Kris and what took him back more was when the latter opened his eyes and once again, Yixing is lost within those ferocious eyes that penetrated the core of his soul.
“Do you want to get up now?” Yixing started with a soft smile. Kris closes his eyes again and just wrapped Yixing around his arms more tightly. “I want you…” Kris murmurs as he buried his head at the crook of Yixing’s neck, continuing, “But I’m afraid you’re still sore.”
Yixing laughs lightly, thinking how Kris could care about that. “Take me sore then, I don’t mind.” Yixing coaxes and with that said, Kris had hovered on top of him. He slowly leaned down and bit Yixing’s neck and down his throat to his chest. Yixing cringes in response when Kris played with his nipples with his tongue while Kris’ hand started touching his starting hard on. Naked under those sheets, the burning friction of skin to skin added to the sensation.
When his hand reached the base, Kris’ hand travelled down to Yixing’s entrance. Kris bit Yixing’s shoulder suddenly that made the latter gasp but the surprise of the former’s finger penetrating him surprised Yixing more. All he could do is to moan Kris’ name again and again. Kris had started giving him soft pecks on the cheek after that until he reached Yixing’s own ignored lips. Kris took him full and Yixing kisses back in equal need.
Past seconds and it was Kris’ own member penetrating Yixing next, ramming inside him hard and fast.
With every pant and gasp, it was all Kris’ name that Yixing could manage to say. “Ah, what to do,” Kris softly whispers in his ear and continued thrusting in the other, “I want you… I want you so much I can’t get enough of you.” Yixing huffs at the same time as those words sink in his mind, whirling around like wind. They lock gazes at each other with every thrust Kris gave until Yixing’s visions blurred before coming. Kris follows through and collapsed on top of the other, his one arm supporting his weight.
“How am I going to go to training now…” Yixing whines with Kris pulling out and slumped beside him.
“You’re doing well so I guess Jongin would cut you a break,” Kris only smiles as he pulls Yixing in his arms once again, ignoring the stickiness between their bodies.
“You’re clingy today,” Yixing notices and just watched Kris lies comfortably, planning to sleep again. The latter simply hummed as an answer and Yixing suddenly felt the doubting feeling he once had go away. Kris was vulnerable in this state, in which he hadn’t seen in their previous mornings and nights. He didn’t know the difference but he felt it. It was like Kris’ walls had let him in. Did he?
But the latter shrugged the feeling off as always and decided to stand up for the sake of human needs. “I need to take a bath and eat,” Yixing taps Kris’ cheeks with his hands and pulled away from his hold. Kris opens his eyes again and only yawned. Yixing frowns at him and only said, “If you still need sleep, I’ll be leaving first and just grab breakfast with Luhan.”
“I’d appreciate that. Though I want you to eat with me, I guess you should spare time for them,” Kris wheedles which made Yixing agree and walks in the bathroom. Kris only watched his back… with a small smile of affection plastered on his face.
***
“Chanyeol, I need you to stay in a far place for awhile,” Zitao’s voice said sternly when the addressed man let him in their house. Jongin and Minseok stared at their unexpected visitor and only watched the two speak in seriousness.
“You’ll be assigned in this island and it will be your last task as an assassin until the bombing. But this will be dangerous so you’ll take Kyungsoo and Luhan with you.” Zitao continued and Luhan showed up just in time to join them. Luhan looked at Zitao astutely and asks, “Why so sudden?”
“It’s not sudden because the three of you will be the best team for the job. A spy, a central brain, and…” Zitao turns to Chanyeol and went on, “A skilled assaulter.”
Chanyeol sighed exasperatedly before answering, “When’s our departure?”
“In two days. I’ll be informing Kyungsoo now so good day.” Zitao bows his head faintly and goes out the house afterwards. Luhan looked at Chanyeol then and pats his shoulder, “Well, good luck to us.”
Chanyeol just nodded in agreement then before excusing himself to go out. Luhan joined his other two housemates in the living room and it was Minseok who spoke first, “I don’t even know how many days you’ll be gone… again.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” Luhan laughs it off and Jongin on the other side commented, “You won’t be around to guard Yixing then?”
Luhan merely rolled his eyes as he answers, “Last time I checked he’s familiar with everything here especially with Kris so I wouldn’t have to worry about that.” Jongin only scowled at that response.
“Oh, speaking of Yixing, where is he?” Minseok inquires when he noticed Yixing not around in the house most of the time.
“He went to the greenhouse with Kris,” Luhan smiles and turns to Jongin to see a sour expression, sending the former to break into laughter again.
***
“So this is what you were talking about scenery?” Yixing gapes as he stared at the breathtaking beauty before him. He could barely hear the yes that came out from Kris’ lips because of the view. Kris just chuckled as he watched Yixing get lost in paradise.
It was a greenhouse where assorted flowers were arranged inside. Red roses, white roses, white lilies, tulips, and more.
“This is where I spend my peaceful hours before getting busy with everything. It’s a greenhouse maintained by Kyungsoo and Tao.” Kris explains while Yixing took his time adoring each flower as they shine in the light. Kris then grabbed something from a cabinet attached to the wall and sat on the near tea table set. When Yixing noticed his companion already seated, he also approached and sat across Kris.
Kris opened the bottle he had taken and from the looks of it, Yixing guessed it to be liquor specifically made by the people from the community. “Do you drink?” Kris asks. Yixing only nodded and replies, “Only in special occasions in the past.”
The former then poured the content in two glasses placed on the table and after that gave Yixing his share. Both raised the goblets and a sound of clinking crystals happened. Yixing tastes the bitter sweet alcohol swirling on his tongue and he must admit it was really good, feeling the burn flowing in his throat down his stomach. “This is priceless,” he commented as he twirls the glass in a circular motion, watching the liquid play its part. Kris couldn’t agree more and only leaned his back on his chair, crossing his leg in a more comfortable position. He eyes his own glass and speaks, “I don’t know why but I’m really glad you came into my life.”
Those words made Yixing snap his head up and look at Kris. The usual mystery Yixing had always associated with Kris was again gone at that moment - all Kris is showing in his expression was pure affection and care. Not that he needed words to prove it, but Kris’ face showed it all.
Yixing hid a smile and stood up then. He decided to look around the greenhouse more as he brought his glass with him.
Kris remained in his seat and settled on just watching Yixing. The latter stopped in front of the white lilies and caressed one lone grown flower, “I suddenly remembered when I first met you. I thought of you as a crooked miserable bastard slash perverted.” Yixing started with a laugh and Kris followed, remembering also that part.
“I was only joking that time… Who would’ve thought we’ll really end up in bed,” Kris beams and Yixing added, “I thought you were interested in me already at that time or wait, maybe you started falling for me when we were in the train? Hm, I can barely keep in mind how many times I thought you like me…”
Kris only smiled. He looks at Yixing again and asks, “What about you, what did you like about me? Did you like the leader Kris or the real perverted me?” Yixing pursed his lips in a moment to think about the answer but all he could reply was approach Kris and kiss him wholly.
After pulling away, the latter only grinned and answered, “All of you, I love all of you. Besides, it’s not all about sex.” Yixing steps away once again and sat back in his own chair. “I hope we’ll survive the attack though,” Yixing’s mood changed in one split of second then. The sudden worry of the future making him realized on what situation they were in.
“I hope so too,” Kris sighs and drank the remaining drink he had.
***
The next two days Yixing tried his best to spend his time with Luhan when he knew about the latter’s trip. Being away from the only one he first trusted was not pleasing for Yixing. Although it was an important assignment, it was still quite dreadful to imagine one of them would be in grave danger. Adherence to the thought, it was still worrisome despite their skills. When the day of the departure had come, Yixing volunteered to send them off at the gate.
“Be careful, Luhan. You too, Chanyeol and Kyungsoo.” Yixing turns to the other two and Chanyeol was the first one to answer, “Thanks, Yixing.” Kyungsoo repeated the same gratitude and Yixing only tilted his head in bewilderment.
“Your wounds… did they turn into scars?” Chanyeol asks suddenly, voice impassive. Yixing shook his head when he realized that Chanyeol was talking about his wounds on his back. “Good,” Chanyeol gave him a small smile before nodding. Chanyeol and Kyungsoo stared at him as if they’ve done something to him that they couldn’t say, or was it only his imagination?
Luhan then removed him from his reverie when the former spoke lastly, “We’ll be going now, Xing. Be careful on your assignments also.”
Yixing nodded determinedly and hugged his bestfriend one last time. “I have to see someone first before we go to the docks,” he hears Chanyeol say to Kyungsoo also but after they pulled away, the three had gone their way to the forest.
“Don’t slack off training anymore also, Xing,” Jongin added after appearing out of nowhere beside Yixing. The latter jumped in surprise and looked at Jongin. “I won’t,” Yixing scowls and stomped hastily on the pavement leading back to the town. Jongin follows through with a playful smile on his face. “Oh, by the way, do you know the greenhouse?” Yixing asks out of the blue when he turns his back, grinning because of something. Jongin dithered on answering but Yixing continued, “I know Kris wouldn’t mind if I brought the children there, right? I saw lots of them in the park. I just want them to see some living flowers, y’know.”
Jongin wasn’t able to utter another word forming inside his head as he saw how Yixing’s smile turned gentle. He really wonders now how such a person could be a killing machine like them. Yixing, though, didn’t know his own soft side which leads to a question why Jongin himself keeps being pulled in the other’s sphere. “Seems like you’re the type to dote on children…” Jongin managed to say and Yixing’s face lightened up, “Is it obvious? I didn’t have any sibling so I guess you could say that.”
Without adding more words, Yixing turned around once again and continued walking. Jongin kept quiet since. His throat went dry and could only look at Yixing’s back. This was bad, now all damn him into hell for feeling this kind of affection for someone he knows that could never return his feelings back. Shit, was the only word that could form inside his head.
Meanwhile, in Kris’ office, Jongdae is standing stiff in front of Kris’ desk and is sporting a bemused expression. Kris is still writing on his journal until he stopped when Jongdae finally spoke.
“Zitao told me what happened, I don’t know if I’ll be happy for you or what but what is your plan now?” Jongdae asks in frustration as the other only stayed quiet. Jongdae continued scrutinizing him until a conclusion popped inside his mind, “Are you… perhaps…” Kris looks up and Jongdae continued in an unsure tone, “Had gone serious with Zhang Yixing?”
“What nonsense are you spitting, Jongdae,” Kris answers blankly as he decided to turn his seat and face his back instead of the man in front of him.
“I know this is your own business and I shouldn’t meddle with it,” Jongdae starts again that made Kris chirps in, “Yup you don’t.” But Jongdae went on, “Are you removing that part of your revenge then?”
Kris turns around yet again and in all seriousness answered the other, “It depends. It’s up to Zitao’s planning on helping me and we’ll see.”
Jongdae groans in annoyance as he couldn’t juice out what really is in Kris’ head right now. Thinking it would just be pointless to ask him, Jongdae settled on leaving Kris alone in his office. Kris, on the other hand, just puts back his journal into its drawer and swiped a card to lock it. “Oh, and mind you, would you kinda fix this door of yours? You haven’t noticed it but the lock is broken.” Jongdae said in final before slamming the door shut. Kris merely sighed as he decided to ignore Jongdae’s attitude.
He was in his deep thoughts then when the door opened again. He snaps his head up to see who it was and Yixing peeked inside with his head, “Are you busy?” the younger male asks with a soft smile which made Kris shakes his head. “No, I’m not. Come here,” the latter replies and Yixing enters, approaching Kris’ table.
“What is it?” Kris asks softly and Yixing only smiled while he raised his closed hands in midair, “I played with one of the children in the park and look what I’ve found.”
Kris furrowed his brows in curiosity as Yixing opened his palms in front of him.
“Jesus Christ!” Kris almost fell backwards after he aggressively pulled back his chair from his table when he saw what was on Yixing’s palm. Three beetles squirmed energetically and one flew out right after the hand holding them opened that sent Kris in surprise. When the latter had realized what the insects are, he also noticed his position - chair pulled back with his hands gripping the table’s edge and his straight sitting posture. He eyed Yixing once again and the other was now sporting a pale face, giving a hint that he badly needs to laugh now.
Another one flew again and Kris finally heaved a sigh, “What are you planning on bringing them here inside?”
Yixing didn’t reply and the remaining beetle flew out from his hand as he ended up laughing his heart out.
“For a second there I thought you were gonna draw a gun and shoot the beetles!” Yixing cries, still laughing.
Kris relaxes once more as he watched Yixing laugh and also the insects that were still flying around his office. He resolved on just calling the maid later to get rid of the little devils. When he had heard Yixing’s laughter die down, he looked at the latter to see him still smiling cheekily. “Calm down, Duizhang. Beetles don’t kill.”
“I know, I was only taken by surprise. Anyways, did you really come here just to do that to me?” Kris answers back steadily, not really indicating any irritated feeling. Yixing sulks and just sat on the mahogany table, “You’re no fun. I was trying to entertain kids in the greenhouse and these beetles popped out of nowhere. Like really, it just sent me an idea while Jongin played with the rest of them.”
“Isn’t that great? I would need Jongin to report on me tomorrow for some information then.” Kris gave him a fake grin which just made Yixing scowl more. It was then that Kris stood up from his seat and came face to face with Yixing. He held the other’s chin and smiled genuinely, asking, “Did you really want to play, Xing?”
Yixing replied back with a kiss, “Let’s see,” he whispers before Kris took his lips again.
***
When morning came, Kris took his time admiring Yixing’s sleeping face. An expression of no care in the world showed on the younger male’s facial features and all Kris could think of was how he has this person in his arms right now. And the way he talked about his day yesterday sent Kris in wonder, how could Yixing kill anybody with this innocent behavior?
It took a moment before it all dawned to Kris that he was the reason why. He was the one who taught Yixing to fight and kill. He taught him vengeance and what has become of Yixing right now was all part of his plan.
Kris’ features darkened after remembering the real intention behind all of these.
It was near time and Zitao was taking awhile to discuss about their matters again that Kris had almost forgotten everything. He stared at Yixing once more before letting go of him and settled on getting up; leaving his sleeping partner to rest more.
Besides, everything was only an illusion he made up for Yixing in the end.
***
Later at night,
“You called for me, Kris?” Jongdae asks after entering Kris’ office. The latter only nodded and Jongdae knew best when Kris don’t speak for a reply. It was near sunset which means Yixing should be the one here attending to Kris, not him.
“Would you remind me what I am suppose to do with Zhang Yixing originally, Jongdae?” Kris immediately asked as he stared blankly at his friend.
Jongdae didn’t know what to reply. It was too sudden.
Kris’ stare finally turned into a glare and insisted, “I repeat, would you kindly specify everything in detail I originally planned, Jongdae?”
The latter didn’t know why Kris was suddenly like this. Why he was determined to make Jongdae spit out his original plans verbally. He sighed as he looked back and asked, “Your original plans about Zhang Yixing?”
Kris didn’t speak again and Jongdae almost couldn’t understand the point of the conversation Kris had started. He looked around and didn’t see nor smell anything that would come up with a conclusion Kris was only drunk. And knowing he had no choice but to tag along, Jongdae started, “You…” and then continued, “planned everything from the beginning. From Yixing’s fake abduction to his family’s death.”
Kris’s face muscles tensed and Jongdae sensed it. He waited if Kris would urge him to stop or continue but the latter only glared again at him, “Didn’t I tell you to remind me everything in detail?”
Jongdae did not jolt from his icy stare and only answered, “You knew from Luhan who had been friends with this Yixing guy that he was a son of one of the circle. When Luhan gave you information about the apartment’s owners, you saw an opportunity to take revenge on the son of your betrayer. You ordered men to imprison him in a fake cell and torture him, making him believe his father was accused of conspiracy and was executed while you knew from the start that Luhan would also fall for it and saves Yixing, bringing him here for safety. You knew Luhan trusted you and never wanted anything bad happen to Yixing… and you made Yixing believe in vengeance, made him kill people from the list, when his father is still living within the city believing that his son is living the normal life the way he thought he was…”
Kris remained still. Jongdae didn’t know if he’ll continue again…
“And I,” Kris spoke, dry and emotionless, “made him fall in love with me. Recorded all of the things we did in my room… and arranged everything to be shown to his father on the day of the bombing… the day where I’ll put him in shame and the day I’ll have my revenge to that man before killing Zhang Yixing myself.”
Everything has its end, Kris had thought.
Jongdae looked at Kris carefully, looking for a trace of some doubt with his own words. But there was none. Kris was blind now, blind with revenge that initially drove him to the state he was in at the moment. Emotions were now far kept inside him. Just when Jongdae thought Kris had spared himself from this illness of his vendetta, it turns out he hadn’t. And Zhang Yixing was going to be a victim of it.
Engrossed with the seriousness of all the things they had spit out; two didn’t even notice the person behind the door. A person who moved like a panther for them was just on his way inside the unlocked office when he had heard Zhang Yixing’s name and halted, eavesdropping the rest of the conversation. Silent with his movements, the man didn’t bother to hear anymore and ran, deciding to tell the subject of the conversation himself on what fate he was being led on.
“But… does everything go smoothly as planned?” Kris asks Jongdae or more likely to himself.
“Kris, we both know you’ve made a mistake at the beginning and you’re still going to do it?” Jongdae asks which only made Kris agitated. With a surge of anger, the latter grabbed hold of something from the cart near him and threw off a bottle of one of his liquors, sending sounds of glass shattering on the wall spread around the room.
“I AM!” Kris shouts loudly, remembering all the things he had done to get in this situation.
“Is that why you let Zitao give the far islands’ list to Chanyeol and Kyungsoo, the two persons you ordered to torture Yixing? You know those two won’t tell on you so you also made Luhan go with them, to lessen your worries of Yixing knowing the truth…” Jongdae provokes and Kris merely flinched from his words.
Kris continued having that remotely blank face again and left Jongdae by himself in his office, completely not caring what the other thinks of him at this instant. Jongdae tried to act that he’s used to it and decided on calling Zitao who might know the reason of Kris’ sudden bad temper.
“Zitao, what did you do?” Jongdae asks once the beep tuned.
“Hm? I just delivered him some news awhile ago which also took him back to his original plans.” Zitao answered casually and Jongdae cursed afterwards, ordering Zitao to tell him that news.
***
Back at the house where Yixing stayed over, Jongin breathes heavily while he ran as fast as he can. He couldn’t believe on what he heard. That everything Yixing was led to believe was all false. Everything he knew here were lies. And Jongin’s anger towards Kris escalated. So that was the doubt he had felt from Kris whenever he was with Yixing, it wasn’t just his imagination but his instinct. This place wasn’t for Yixing after all. This was all Kris’ plans, whatever revenge he has, he got no reasons to drag an innocent person in his mess. And Jongin is determined to not let things happen to Yixing especially now when Luhan isn’t around.
And then it struck Jongin.
Luhan wasn’t around when the bombing is near its schedule, which means he won’t be here when Kris will kill Yixing.
Jongin’s hands curled into fists. He rushed inside the house and found Yixing sitting on the couch, face painted with distress.
“Yixing,” Jongin says out sternly and the said man looks up at him. He expected Yixing to ask him how was his report on Kris right at that moment but, “Jongin,” Yixing calls back instead and Jongin could see how troubled he looked. Yixing didn’t let him continue, “I saw someone bleeding in the city street a while ago, he barely escaped… he.. he was like me, the government did the same things to him. His father was executed from his connection with the country’s rival… Jongin…”
“Yixing, what are you talking about? Look, this is all-“ Jongin tries to explain further but a stranger suddenly appeared from the stairs. Yixing motioned the stranger to come down and when he did, Yixing stood and looked at Jongin and introduced his company, “This is him, Jongin. His name’s Byun Baekhyun and I got Kris’ permission to let him stay here as a citizen.”
Jongin froze as he felt a déjà vu. The guy’s condition was the same as Yixing’s when he first came here… but the difference of it all is that Yixing’s purpose of being here was all made up.
“Hello, I’m Byun Baekhyun. You must be Jongin,” Baekhyun mumbled as he tried his best to speak from his broken lips. Jongin took pity of his state and only said, “Yes, I am. Why don’t we leave the talking for tomorrow and you just rest now?”
Baekhyun nodded and wanted to say thank you but his lips wouldn’t let him. So he just obliged and said good night to the two of them. Yixing gave him a pat and when it was the only two of them again in the living room, Yixing sat on the couch once more and started, “This is too much… In a month, everything will be over just so this Government wait, I’ll make them pay…”
Jongin saw how Yixing’s fisted hands trembled on top of his knees. He knew how Yixing hated the memory of being beaten and imprisoned, and that is also why he needed to tell Yixing about the truth… but as much as he convinced himself he was only doing this for Yixing, some part of Jongin thinks that he’s becoming selfish for being happy on knowing what Kris was really was, that he isn’t worthy of Yixing at all.
Pushing that thought aside, Jongin finally took the courage he had saved up and took Yixing’s shoulders, “Yixing, you have to know the truth.”
“What truth?” Yixing sounded irritated for Jongin changing up the subject but Jongin went on, “Kris has been lying to you all this time. He isn’t keeping you safe because he will kill you in the future.”
Yixing took the time to realize what Jongin was talking about and only widened his eyes in quiet retaliation.
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A/N: Hello again. n_n* I am having problems with my connection that is why I’ve been sucked into a blackhole which is called school instead of the internet world. Services are pretty bad and I still need to argue with some of the operators to goddamn explain to them I pay my bills regularly. So I guess this is all I could say for now but I appreciate all of you still reading this. I was thinking on posting the continuation when all is completed but well, here goes part 2. And I’m off to writing part 3(last part) which is hanging blankly in front of me these days. Hopefully I’ll not laze around and finish it. OTL I am neither awesome nor great but I wish I’d be able to! LOL Have a nice day! Ciao!
Action, Dystopia, Romance, Angst | NC-17 | Three-shots/Complete
Note: Purely fictional. Slight torture.
Summary: "Because I had always believed that humiliation of pride is more a torture for the kinds of you than physical pain."
Second Code
“Ge, we have a problem.”
They were the words Zitao first spoke when Kris had opened his door to him that late hour of night. Kris knew that tone of his assistant and immediately let him in his office. Zitao didn’t wait a second then as he opened his notebook on Kris’ desk and showed something on the screen. Kris eyed the content shrewdly while Zitao started explaining, “I successfully managed to go as far as the classified information about the higher officials. Since Yixing’s father is one, I saved what I learned before destroying my access log. As we both know, there are eight Higher Officials seated and all of them have the equal power ruling the whole country. And Yixing’s father’s name in their circle is Lay.”
Kris flinched suddenly as he stood there, stoned while absorbing all of the information.
“And this guy over here is aliased Guang. You know the two of them right?” Zitao looks at Kris when he pointed the man. Kris didn’t answer but Zitao continued, “That apartment Yixing once lived in, I once looked into their given information of the tenants’ parents and we only managed to get the aliases, remember? So we stick into your plan when we knew who the child of whom is…”
Kris looked back at Zitao with the same surprise like the other.
“What I gathered from this card, Kris, is the reliable one than what we had obtained from the apartment, I dare say. It was changed purposely.” Zitao confirmed when he gave back the card Kris had asked him to look into and Kris’ expression showed how much this was so vast.
“Then,” Kris didn’t know how to continue the sentence afterwards. He blankly stared at Zitao and the latter could only shake his head, “the day of the attack is in months, you could still have your revenge. I’ll help you if I can.”
“Thanks, Tao.” Kris answered while the other only nodded and closed the device.
“Cherish your days. That’s all I could say before you settle on going on with the plan. Bye.” In a moment, Zitao was out of his office. Kris eyed the card he was holding and found he was gripping it tightly his knuckles went white. He loosens his hold and sat on his chair instead, breathing hard as he is now bound to feel relieved or torn.
***
When Kris gave Yixing another assignment the next day, the latter realized he did it too quickly to be going home early. And so Yixing decided to kill the remaining hours on the beach nearby the city, changing to new clothes and dumping the old ones. That minute he was buying those things he also bought a fixation that was a part of his past life.
Sitting on the sandy ground of that beach, he fixed the guitar he brought with him on his lap and started strumming few chords of what he still remembers, of when he was still a normal citizen oblivious to the real events. He then remembers one song he once loved playing and went on to play it, humming alongside the music.
He had too many failures in his life as a normal city guy Zhang Yixing nevertheless.
Wanting to be a singer or dancer, he studied it and always went to different entertainment companies to join. But he ends up on the wrong hands and gets dump in the end. His father never bothered to be concern about his personal life and because his mother always gets worried, it was better not telling her anything. He stands up from his own mistakes those times; whether from being dump or downgraded.
And now, he couldn’t believe those memories are nothing more than a laughing subject now for him.
Where now is far more in reality. He had no more to come back to. His family is dead and so as his false dreams. In few months this country will be changed. It will soon purge its own unjust roots. The real happenings of this place are already fearsome enough that it had to be stopped. Now that he thinks about it, his situation is a mere option of his own. Staying with Luhan in the community, and also… with Kris. He had realized to himself that he already loves Kris.
Although he doesn’t know how or why - Yixing couldn’t keep away from the other anymore.
Suddenly, Yixing strummed too hard that he had lost the tune of the song he was playing. The former sighed agitatedly as he decided to put down the guitar on his side. While doing so, he sees Kris approaching from a distance.
“Didn’t know you played,” Kris commented when he sat beside him.
Yixing shrugged and replied, “Guess there wasn’t a time it needed to be told.” He smiles at Kris who looks at the sun setting from the far west. “You were pretty serious there… loosen a little bit and please continue playing,” Kris’ eyes droop low as he tilts his head to notion Yixing to pick up the guitar again. The latter did and before he fixed the thing on his lap, he looks at Kris and asked, “Why are you here?”
Kris showed the small square of a device he held and Yixing just laughed - asked with amusement glittering in his eyes, “There’s a tracking device on me?”
“Everything in the cabinet needs to have one so I’ll know where the belongings go.” Kris grins back and Yixing right then learned the tracking device to be in his gun.
Kris didn’t say much and Yixing then just picked the guitar once more and started playing, now carefree and lighter than earlier. He had also accompanied it with his singing seeing that his companion just listened. Kris closes his eyes as he lets Yixing get lost in his rapture. He knew that him being beside Yixing made the other relax and comfortable, a characteristic of Yixing that he was aware of.
With every strum of the guitar and voice of Yixing, Kris couldn’t help but watch instead.
And when the song ended, Yixing stares back and smiled widely, “I haven’t regressed, I’m glad.”
“You’re great,” Kris said before pulling him in for a kiss. Yixing kisses back and only pulled away when both needed to breathe.
“Come, we need to go. The curfew’s almost there and we don’t want to be caught in it,” the former whispers while he stood up and offered his hand to his lover. Yixing obliged and stood up also and both brushes off the sand on their backs. Since the consequence of failing to follow the curfew is dire, it was dangerous to let their covers blown.
The two of them then entered the forest discreetly without being seen by anyone.
That walk in the forest gave Yixing the opportunity to talk about his past to Kris since the latter asked for it and it will be a long walk. And because of Kris’ limited words about himself are noticed, Yixing now understands on why Joonmyeon is tasked as the spokesperson. Kris lacks not only as motivation but also in communication, verbally. Being the central mind is the only appropriate description of his position as leader. But letting matters aside, Yixing needed Kris. He didn’t know what had pulled him into the leader but Yixing is now hopeless and couldn’t get away from his own feelings for him.
After a long travel to the community, Kris opened the unseen gate which was covered with vines and let the two of them enter. With his hand on the small back of Yixing, he guided the other inside.
“If you crave for some scenery, I think I know a place you’ll like within this place,” Kris breaks the silence and gives Yixing a brief look. Yixing looks back and asks, “Really?”
Kris nodded and goes on, “Tomorrow after your training, I’ll take you there.”
Yixing couldn’t help but smile and grab Kris’ collar. He pulls him down for a quick kiss before saying, “It’s settled then.”
“You’re really something,” Kris commented as a smile ghosted on his lips and this time, he was the one who leans forward and took Yixing’s lips to his.
It took few restraints for them to take before reaching Kris’ place that night where the latter embraced Yixing as he always did.
***
“So, Yixing and Kris huh,” Jongin mutters out of nowhere as he lied lazily on the couch. Luhan, who was reading a book on his leisure time, looks at Jongin and said, “Oh, you noticed. So what?”
Jongin makes a face before sitting then. He stares at Luhan and sighed, “I don’t know. Something’s not right about Kris while he’s with Yixing.”
It took awhile before Luhan got to process what Jongin was saying and when he did, he suddenly laughed. Jongin scowls at him more and growled, “What’s so funny, hyung?”
“Oh nothing nothing, I was just…” Luhan tries his hard not to laugh again and continued, “I always thought you had a crush on Yixing so you don’t need to hide it with concern only, Jongin. You think something’s off because you think Yixing’s better off with you, don’t you?”
Jongin froze and Luhan now continued his laughter. The younger male then retaliated, “No it’s not like that! I mean, I like Yixing but…-” Jongin once again widened his eyes in sheer horror when he blew his own cover while Luhan eyed him cunningly.
“Argh whatever. Kris has been a distant guy from us since the beginning despite his friendliness to us so it’s quite surprising how he is now dating Yixing.” Jongin finally recovered as he now decided to just shrug it off. Luhan though took in the information and agreed, “That makes sense… but maybe Kris just fell for Yixing’s warm side. I mean, Yixing’s existence screams affection and cheerful spirit that it takes you a moment to pull away from him. In spite of what he had become now, he still has that touch in him.”
“And you’re saying Kris likes him because he’s different from all the people he’d met?” Jongin poses and Luhan shook his head, “I don’t know. Why don’t you just let it go for now. I hate watching you die of curiosity and envy.”
“Hyung…” Jongin argues but the door slams open that halted their conversation. Came in was Chanyeol with a stupid grin on his face.
“Oh, seems like another person has some good news with his own life,” Luhan chirps while Chanyeol only looked at him and smiled more. “My day couldn’t be better,” the latter answers before skipping to the stairs and into his room. Jongin snickers secretly realizing he’s the only miserable one in the house. Luhan was still staring at him incredulously until Jongin meekly sighed and decided to leave Luhan in the living room and sleep the night off. Perhaps a one night sleep could make him forget his stupid crush on the new guy.
***
The next day,
Morning came pleasantly for Yixing.
If waking up before Kris, that is. He watches as the latter slept peacefully. Yixing found their position slightly on his disadvantage but that’s the least of his concern for now. Kris’ arm snaked around his waist holding him possessively was a slight turn on for Yixing at the moment and Kris’ face that close was nice. Perhaps waking up like this wasn’t bad at all.
Yixing slowly reaches for Kris’ face and caressed his cheek with his palm, feeling the soft texture of the latter’s skin.
Kris groans a little bit but didn’t wake. Yixing had to stifle a chuckle then as he continued harassing his lover’s cheek.
“I know that… we’re in a dangerous situation to even fall in love.” Yixing whispers as he pulls his hand away. But before he could do so, Kris managed to hold it still on his face, “But it’s not like it’s prohibited to do so. We’re still humans and what do humans do best but fall stupidly in love?” Kris replies with voice still drowsy from sleep. Yixing didn’t have an answer for that. Instead he stared at Kris and what took him back more was when the latter opened his eyes and once again, Yixing is lost within those ferocious eyes that penetrated the core of his soul.
“Do you want to get up now?” Yixing started with a soft smile. Kris closes his eyes again and just wrapped Yixing around his arms more tightly. “I want you…” Kris murmurs as he buried his head at the crook of Yixing’s neck, continuing, “But I’m afraid you’re still sore.”
Yixing laughs lightly, thinking how Kris could care about that. “Take me sore then, I don’t mind.” Yixing coaxes and with that said, Kris had hovered on top of him. He slowly leaned down and bit Yixing’s neck and down his throat to his chest. Yixing cringes in response when Kris played with his nipples with his tongue while Kris’ hand started touching his starting hard on. Naked under those sheets, the burning friction of skin to skin added to the sensation.
When his hand reached the base, Kris’ hand travelled down to Yixing’s entrance. Kris bit Yixing’s shoulder suddenly that made the latter gasp but the surprise of the former’s finger penetrating him surprised Yixing more. All he could do is to moan Kris’ name again and again. Kris had started giving him soft pecks on the cheek after that until he reached Yixing’s own ignored lips. Kris took him full and Yixing kisses back in equal need.
Past seconds and it was Kris’ own member penetrating Yixing next, ramming inside him hard and fast.
With every pant and gasp, it was all Kris’ name that Yixing could manage to say. “Ah, what to do,” Kris softly whispers in his ear and continued thrusting in the other, “I want you… I want you so much I can’t get enough of you.” Yixing huffs at the same time as those words sink in his mind, whirling around like wind. They lock gazes at each other with every thrust Kris gave until Yixing’s visions blurred before coming. Kris follows through and collapsed on top of the other, his one arm supporting his weight.
“How am I going to go to training now…” Yixing whines with Kris pulling out and slumped beside him.
“You’re doing well so I guess Jongin would cut you a break,” Kris only smiles as he pulls Yixing in his arms once again, ignoring the stickiness between their bodies.
“You’re clingy today,” Yixing notices and just watched Kris lies comfortably, planning to sleep again. The latter simply hummed as an answer and Yixing suddenly felt the doubting feeling he once had go away. Kris was vulnerable in this state, in which he hadn’t seen in their previous mornings and nights. He didn’t know the difference but he felt it. It was like Kris’ walls had let him in. Did he?
But the latter shrugged the feeling off as always and decided to stand up for the sake of human needs. “I need to take a bath and eat,” Yixing taps Kris’ cheeks with his hands and pulled away from his hold. Kris opens his eyes again and only yawned. Yixing frowns at him and only said, “If you still need sleep, I’ll be leaving first and just grab breakfast with Luhan.”
“I’d appreciate that. Though I want you to eat with me, I guess you should spare time for them,” Kris wheedles which made Yixing agree and walks in the bathroom. Kris only watched his back… with a small smile of affection plastered on his face.
***
“Chanyeol, I need you to stay in a far place for awhile,” Zitao’s voice said sternly when the addressed man let him in their house. Jongin and Minseok stared at their unexpected visitor and only watched the two speak in seriousness.
“You’ll be assigned in this island and it will be your last task as an assassin until the bombing. But this will be dangerous so you’ll take Kyungsoo and Luhan with you.” Zitao continued and Luhan showed up just in time to join them. Luhan looked at Zitao astutely and asks, “Why so sudden?”
“It’s not sudden because the three of you will be the best team for the job. A spy, a central brain, and…” Zitao turns to Chanyeol and went on, “A skilled assaulter.”
Chanyeol sighed exasperatedly before answering, “When’s our departure?”
“In two days. I’ll be informing Kyungsoo now so good day.” Zitao bows his head faintly and goes out the house afterwards. Luhan looked at Chanyeol then and pats his shoulder, “Well, good luck to us.”
Chanyeol just nodded in agreement then before excusing himself to go out. Luhan joined his other two housemates in the living room and it was Minseok who spoke first, “I don’t even know how many days you’ll be gone… again.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” Luhan laughs it off and Jongin on the other side commented, “You won’t be around to guard Yixing then?”
Luhan merely rolled his eyes as he answers, “Last time I checked he’s familiar with everything here especially with Kris so I wouldn’t have to worry about that.” Jongin only scowled at that response.
“Oh, speaking of Yixing, where is he?” Minseok inquires when he noticed Yixing not around in the house most of the time.
“He went to the greenhouse with Kris,” Luhan smiles and turns to Jongin to see a sour expression, sending the former to break into laughter again.
***
“So this is what you were talking about scenery?” Yixing gapes as he stared at the breathtaking beauty before him. He could barely hear the yes that came out from Kris’ lips because of the view. Kris just chuckled as he watched Yixing get lost in paradise.
It was a greenhouse where assorted flowers were arranged inside. Red roses, white roses, white lilies, tulips, and more.
“This is where I spend my peaceful hours before getting busy with everything. It’s a greenhouse maintained by Kyungsoo and Tao.” Kris explains while Yixing took his time adoring each flower as they shine in the light. Kris then grabbed something from a cabinet attached to the wall and sat on the near tea table set. When Yixing noticed his companion already seated, he also approached and sat across Kris.
Kris opened the bottle he had taken and from the looks of it, Yixing guessed it to be liquor specifically made by the people from the community. “Do you drink?” Kris asks. Yixing only nodded and replies, “Only in special occasions in the past.”
The former then poured the content in two glasses placed on the table and after that gave Yixing his share. Both raised the goblets and a sound of clinking crystals happened. Yixing tastes the bitter sweet alcohol swirling on his tongue and he must admit it was really good, feeling the burn flowing in his throat down his stomach. “This is priceless,” he commented as he twirls the glass in a circular motion, watching the liquid play its part. Kris couldn’t agree more and only leaned his back on his chair, crossing his leg in a more comfortable position. He eyes his own glass and speaks, “I don’t know why but I’m really glad you came into my life.”
Those words made Yixing snap his head up and look at Kris. The usual mystery Yixing had always associated with Kris was again gone at that moment - all Kris is showing in his expression was pure affection and care. Not that he needed words to prove it, but Kris’ face showed it all.
Yixing hid a smile and stood up then. He decided to look around the greenhouse more as he brought his glass with him.
Kris remained in his seat and settled on just watching Yixing. The latter stopped in front of the white lilies and caressed one lone grown flower, “I suddenly remembered when I first met you. I thought of you as a crooked miserable bastard slash perverted.” Yixing started with a laugh and Kris followed, remembering also that part.
“I was only joking that time… Who would’ve thought we’ll really end up in bed,” Kris beams and Yixing added, “I thought you were interested in me already at that time or wait, maybe you started falling for me when we were in the train? Hm, I can barely keep in mind how many times I thought you like me…”
Kris only smiled. He looks at Yixing again and asks, “What about you, what did you like about me? Did you like the leader Kris or the real perverted me?” Yixing pursed his lips in a moment to think about the answer but all he could reply was approach Kris and kiss him wholly.
After pulling away, the latter only grinned and answered, “All of you, I love all of you. Besides, it’s not all about sex.” Yixing steps away once again and sat back in his own chair. “I hope we’ll survive the attack though,” Yixing’s mood changed in one split of second then. The sudden worry of the future making him realized on what situation they were in.
“I hope so too,” Kris sighs and drank the remaining drink he had.
***
The next two days Yixing tried his best to spend his time with Luhan when he knew about the latter’s trip. Being away from the only one he first trusted was not pleasing for Yixing. Although it was an important assignment, it was still quite dreadful to imagine one of them would be in grave danger. Adherence to the thought, it was still worrisome despite their skills. When the day of the departure had come, Yixing volunteered to send them off at the gate.
“Be careful, Luhan. You too, Chanyeol and Kyungsoo.” Yixing turns to the other two and Chanyeol was the first one to answer, “Thanks, Yixing.” Kyungsoo repeated the same gratitude and Yixing only tilted his head in bewilderment.
“Your wounds… did they turn into scars?” Chanyeol asks suddenly, voice impassive. Yixing shook his head when he realized that Chanyeol was talking about his wounds on his back. “Good,” Chanyeol gave him a small smile before nodding. Chanyeol and Kyungsoo stared at him as if they’ve done something to him that they couldn’t say, or was it only his imagination?
Luhan then removed him from his reverie when the former spoke lastly, “We’ll be going now, Xing. Be careful on your assignments also.”
Yixing nodded determinedly and hugged his bestfriend one last time. “I have to see someone first before we go to the docks,” he hears Chanyeol say to Kyungsoo also but after they pulled away, the three had gone their way to the forest.
“Don’t slack off training anymore also, Xing,” Jongin added after appearing out of nowhere beside Yixing. The latter jumped in surprise and looked at Jongin. “I won’t,” Yixing scowls and stomped hastily on the pavement leading back to the town. Jongin follows through with a playful smile on his face. “Oh, by the way, do you know the greenhouse?” Yixing asks out of the blue when he turns his back, grinning because of something. Jongin dithered on answering but Yixing continued, “I know Kris wouldn’t mind if I brought the children there, right? I saw lots of them in the park. I just want them to see some living flowers, y’know.”
Jongin wasn’t able to utter another word forming inside his head as he saw how Yixing’s smile turned gentle. He really wonders now how such a person could be a killing machine like them. Yixing, though, didn’t know his own soft side which leads to a question why Jongin himself keeps being pulled in the other’s sphere. “Seems like you’re the type to dote on children…” Jongin managed to say and Yixing’s face lightened up, “Is it obvious? I didn’t have any sibling so I guess you could say that.”
Without adding more words, Yixing turned around once again and continued walking. Jongin kept quiet since. His throat went dry and could only look at Yixing’s back. This was bad, now all damn him into hell for feeling this kind of affection for someone he knows that could never return his feelings back. Shit, was the only word that could form inside his head.
Meanwhile, in Kris’ office, Jongdae is standing stiff in front of Kris’ desk and is sporting a bemused expression. Kris is still writing on his journal until he stopped when Jongdae finally spoke.
“Zitao told me what happened, I don’t know if I’ll be happy for you or what but what is your plan now?” Jongdae asks in frustration as the other only stayed quiet. Jongdae continued scrutinizing him until a conclusion popped inside his mind, “Are you… perhaps…” Kris looks up and Jongdae continued in an unsure tone, “Had gone serious with Zhang Yixing?”
“What nonsense are you spitting, Jongdae,” Kris answers blankly as he decided to turn his seat and face his back instead of the man in front of him.
“I know this is your own business and I shouldn’t meddle with it,” Jongdae starts again that made Kris chirps in, “Yup you don’t.” But Jongdae went on, “Are you removing that part of your revenge then?”
Kris turns around yet again and in all seriousness answered the other, “It depends. It’s up to Zitao’s planning on helping me and we’ll see.”
Jongdae groans in annoyance as he couldn’t juice out what really is in Kris’ head right now. Thinking it would just be pointless to ask him, Jongdae settled on leaving Kris alone in his office. Kris, on the other hand, just puts back his journal into its drawer and swiped a card to lock it. “Oh, and mind you, would you kinda fix this door of yours? You haven’t noticed it but the lock is broken.” Jongdae said in final before slamming the door shut. Kris merely sighed as he decided to ignore Jongdae’s attitude.
He was in his deep thoughts then when the door opened again. He snaps his head up to see who it was and Yixing peeked inside with his head, “Are you busy?” the younger male asks with a soft smile which made Kris shakes his head. “No, I’m not. Come here,” the latter replies and Yixing enters, approaching Kris’ table.
“What is it?” Kris asks softly and Yixing only smiled while he raised his closed hands in midair, “I played with one of the children in the park and look what I’ve found.”
Kris furrowed his brows in curiosity as Yixing opened his palms in front of him.
“Jesus Christ!” Kris almost fell backwards after he aggressively pulled back his chair from his table when he saw what was on Yixing’s palm. Three beetles squirmed energetically and one flew out right after the hand holding them opened that sent Kris in surprise. When the latter had realized what the insects are, he also noticed his position - chair pulled back with his hands gripping the table’s edge and his straight sitting posture. He eyed Yixing once again and the other was now sporting a pale face, giving a hint that he badly needs to laugh now.
Another one flew again and Kris finally heaved a sigh, “What are you planning on bringing them here inside?”
Yixing didn’t reply and the remaining beetle flew out from his hand as he ended up laughing his heart out.
“For a second there I thought you were gonna draw a gun and shoot the beetles!” Yixing cries, still laughing.
Kris relaxes once more as he watched Yixing laugh and also the insects that were still flying around his office. He resolved on just calling the maid later to get rid of the little devils. When he had heard Yixing’s laughter die down, he looked at the latter to see him still smiling cheekily. “Calm down, Duizhang. Beetles don’t kill.”
“I know, I was only taken by surprise. Anyways, did you really come here just to do that to me?” Kris answers back steadily, not really indicating any irritated feeling. Yixing sulks and just sat on the mahogany table, “You’re no fun. I was trying to entertain kids in the greenhouse and these beetles popped out of nowhere. Like really, it just sent me an idea while Jongin played with the rest of them.”
“Isn’t that great? I would need Jongin to report on me tomorrow for some information then.” Kris gave him a fake grin which just made Yixing scowl more. It was then that Kris stood up from his seat and came face to face with Yixing. He held the other’s chin and smiled genuinely, asking, “Did you really want to play, Xing?”
Yixing replied back with a kiss, “Let’s see,” he whispers before Kris took his lips again.
***
When morning came, Kris took his time admiring Yixing’s sleeping face. An expression of no care in the world showed on the younger male’s facial features and all Kris could think of was how he has this person in his arms right now. And the way he talked about his day yesterday sent Kris in wonder, how could Yixing kill anybody with this innocent behavior?
It took a moment before it all dawned to Kris that he was the reason why. He was the one who taught Yixing to fight and kill. He taught him vengeance and what has become of Yixing right now was all part of his plan.
Kris’ features darkened after remembering the real intention behind all of these.
It was near time and Zitao was taking awhile to discuss about their matters again that Kris had almost forgotten everything. He stared at Yixing once more before letting go of him and settled on getting up; leaving his sleeping partner to rest more.
Besides, everything was only an illusion he made up for Yixing in the end.
***
Later at night,
“You called for me, Kris?” Jongdae asks after entering Kris’ office. The latter only nodded and Jongdae knew best when Kris don’t speak for a reply. It was near sunset which means Yixing should be the one here attending to Kris, not him.
“Would you remind me what I am suppose to do with Zhang Yixing originally, Jongdae?” Kris immediately asked as he stared blankly at his friend.
Jongdae didn’t know what to reply. It was too sudden.
Kris’ stare finally turned into a glare and insisted, “I repeat, would you kindly specify everything in detail I originally planned, Jongdae?”
The latter didn’t know why Kris was suddenly like this. Why he was determined to make Jongdae spit out his original plans verbally. He sighed as he looked back and asked, “Your original plans about Zhang Yixing?”
Kris didn’t speak again and Jongdae almost couldn’t understand the point of the conversation Kris had started. He looked around and didn’t see nor smell anything that would come up with a conclusion Kris was only drunk. And knowing he had no choice but to tag along, Jongdae started, “You…” and then continued, “planned everything from the beginning. From Yixing’s fake abduction to his family’s death.”
Kris’s face muscles tensed and Jongdae sensed it. He waited if Kris would urge him to stop or continue but the latter only glared again at him, “Didn’t I tell you to remind me everything in detail?”
Jongdae did not jolt from his icy stare and only answered, “You knew from Luhan who had been friends with this Yixing guy that he was a son of one of the circle. When Luhan gave you information about the apartment’s owners, you saw an opportunity to take revenge on the son of your betrayer. You ordered men to imprison him in a fake cell and torture him, making him believe his father was accused of conspiracy and was executed while you knew from the start that Luhan would also fall for it and saves Yixing, bringing him here for safety. You knew Luhan trusted you and never wanted anything bad happen to Yixing… and you made Yixing believe in vengeance, made him kill people from the list, when his father is still living within the city believing that his son is living the normal life the way he thought he was…”
Kris remained still. Jongdae didn’t know if he’ll continue again…
“And I,” Kris spoke, dry and emotionless, “made him fall in love with me. Recorded all of the things we did in my room… and arranged everything to be shown to his father on the day of the bombing… the day where I’ll put him in shame and the day I’ll have my revenge to that man before killing Zhang Yixing myself.”
Everything has its end, Kris had thought.
Jongdae looked at Kris carefully, looking for a trace of some doubt with his own words. But there was none. Kris was blind now, blind with revenge that initially drove him to the state he was in at the moment. Emotions were now far kept inside him. Just when Jongdae thought Kris had spared himself from this illness of his vendetta, it turns out he hadn’t. And Zhang Yixing was going to be a victim of it.
Engrossed with the seriousness of all the things they had spit out; two didn’t even notice the person behind the door. A person who moved like a panther for them was just on his way inside the unlocked office when he had heard Zhang Yixing’s name and halted, eavesdropping the rest of the conversation. Silent with his movements, the man didn’t bother to hear anymore and ran, deciding to tell the subject of the conversation himself on what fate he was being led on.
“But… does everything go smoothly as planned?” Kris asks Jongdae or more likely to himself.
“Kris, we both know you’ve made a mistake at the beginning and you’re still going to do it?” Jongdae asks which only made Kris agitated. With a surge of anger, the latter grabbed hold of something from the cart near him and threw off a bottle of one of his liquors, sending sounds of glass shattering on the wall spread around the room.
“I AM!” Kris shouts loudly, remembering all the things he had done to get in this situation.
“Is that why you let Zitao give the far islands’ list to Chanyeol and Kyungsoo, the two persons you ordered to torture Yixing? You know those two won’t tell on you so you also made Luhan go with them, to lessen your worries of Yixing knowing the truth…” Jongdae provokes and Kris merely flinched from his words.
Kris continued having that remotely blank face again and left Jongdae by himself in his office, completely not caring what the other thinks of him at this instant. Jongdae tried to act that he’s used to it and decided on calling Zitao who might know the reason of Kris’ sudden bad temper.
“Zitao, what did you do?” Jongdae asks once the beep tuned.
“Hm? I just delivered him some news awhile ago which also took him back to his original plans.” Zitao answered casually and Jongdae cursed afterwards, ordering Zitao to tell him that news.
***
Back at the house where Yixing stayed over, Jongin breathes heavily while he ran as fast as he can. He couldn’t believe on what he heard. That everything Yixing was led to believe was all false. Everything he knew here were lies. And Jongin’s anger towards Kris escalated. So that was the doubt he had felt from Kris whenever he was with Yixing, it wasn’t just his imagination but his instinct. This place wasn’t for Yixing after all. This was all Kris’ plans, whatever revenge he has, he got no reasons to drag an innocent person in his mess. And Jongin is determined to not let things happen to Yixing especially now when Luhan isn’t around.
And then it struck Jongin.
Luhan wasn’t around when the bombing is near its schedule, which means he won’t be here when Kris will kill Yixing.
Jongin’s hands curled into fists. He rushed inside the house and found Yixing sitting on the couch, face painted with distress.
“Yixing,” Jongin says out sternly and the said man looks up at him. He expected Yixing to ask him how was his report on Kris right at that moment but, “Jongin,” Yixing calls back instead and Jongin could see how troubled he looked. Yixing didn’t let him continue, “I saw someone bleeding in the city street a while ago, he barely escaped… he.. he was like me, the government did the same things to him. His father was executed from his connection with the country’s rival… Jongin…”
“Yixing, what are you talking about? Look, this is all-“ Jongin tries to explain further but a stranger suddenly appeared from the stairs. Yixing motioned the stranger to come down and when he did, Yixing stood and looked at Jongin and introduced his company, “This is him, Jongin. His name’s Byun Baekhyun and I got Kris’ permission to let him stay here as a citizen.”
Jongin froze as he felt a déjà vu. The guy’s condition was the same as Yixing’s when he first came here… but the difference of it all is that Yixing’s purpose of being here was all made up.
“Hello, I’m Byun Baekhyun. You must be Jongin,” Baekhyun mumbled as he tried his best to speak from his broken lips. Jongin took pity of his state and only said, “Yes, I am. Why don’t we leave the talking for tomorrow and you just rest now?”
Baekhyun nodded and wanted to say thank you but his lips wouldn’t let him. So he just obliged and said good night to the two of them. Yixing gave him a pat and when it was the only two of them again in the living room, Yixing sat on the couch once more and started, “This is too much… In a month, everything will be over just so this Government wait, I’ll make them pay…”
Jongin saw how Yixing’s fisted hands trembled on top of his knees. He knew how Yixing hated the memory of being beaten and imprisoned, and that is also why he needed to tell Yixing about the truth… but as much as he convinced himself he was only doing this for Yixing, some part of Jongin thinks that he’s becoming selfish for being happy on knowing what Kris was really was, that he isn’t worthy of Yixing at all.
Pushing that thought aside, Jongin finally took the courage he had saved up and took Yixing’s shoulders, “Yixing, you have to know the truth.”
“What truth?” Yixing sounded irritated for Jongin changing up the subject but Jongin went on, “Kris has been lying to you all this time. He isn’t keeping you safe because he will kill you in the future.”
Yixing took the time to realize what Jongin was talking about and only widened his eyes in quiet retaliation.
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A/N: Hello again. n_n* I am having problems with my connection that is why I’ve been sucked into a blackhole which is called school instead of the internet world. Services are pretty bad and I still need to argue with some of the operators to goddamn explain to them I pay my bills regularly. So I guess this is all I could say for now but I appreciate all of you still reading this. I was thinking on posting the continuation when all is completed but well, here goes part 2. And I’m off to writing part 3(last part) which is hanging blankly in front of me these days. Hopefully I’ll not laze around and finish it. OTL I am neither awesome nor great but I wish I’d be able to! LOL Have a nice day! Ciao!