[FanFic] To Hell With Rules[Ch:2.3]
Title: Something is wrong
Chapter: 2.3
Rating: PG-13
Length: ?? chapters
Genre: romance, drama, comedy, angst, happy ending
Sammury: Park Jung Soo could feel something wrong with yoochun as he spoke to him...
A/N: Kibum and jaejoong next... so bear with me please
Yoochun finished his dinner, all the time he was giving yunho and changmin death glares, the pair barely touched their food.
As dinner ended junsu went outside to play soccer with yunho and changmin, the pair were more than happy to go out with him and get as far away from yoochun as possible, seeing the way he cracked the crab's shells with his bare hands at dinner while looking at them, they knew their bones will be next. So, they did the best thing they could and ran away from him
Yoochun wanted to go out with them but his father asked him to join him and his uncle in the study for some tea. Although junsu didn't notice it yoochun could notice the hidden threat and danger in the calm tone, he knew he was in troubles now for sure.
Yoochun decided that he wasn't going to sit there and allow them to scold him like a young boy, he was a grown up man now and he was going to defend himself. So, yoochun made sure the pack of cigarettes was in his pocket as he walked with the two of them to the study, making sure to hit yunho's shoulder as he walked past him
As they entered the study, sat down and closed the door yoochun took out the pack and placed it on the table in front of him while toying with the lighter in his right hand, much for his father's and uncle's displeasure
'Look,' yoochun began sighing 'I'm not going to sit here and be scolded like a baby, I know you don't like me smoking but at it's my decision, you know'
'You're only fourteen damn it! You can't just…'
'Exactly, I'm fourteen. I'll be of age in two years' yoochun frowned ' I can make my own choices'
'Yoochun, it doesn’t matter if you're using your American ID or Korean ID to come of age, you can't smoke at fourteen, it's just wrong!' his father hissed, trying to stay calm
'I can smoke in front of you or behind your back. I would rather smoke in front of you and have you knowing what I'm smoking that smoke behind your back and you keeping on thinking I'm doing drugs or something'
His answer left his father and uncle speechless for a few seconds
'And…' yoochun went on ' I'm normal for teenagers to watch porn, you know. It's not like I'm driving around town and screwing anyone I see. It's just some clips I downloaded ages ago and I didn't see all of them, even. Tell me you didn't have such clips or magazines when you were my age?'
His father didn't answer
'And to drinking, I don't think a bottle of beer now or then will make me an alcoholic or something. It's not drastic to drink bear at fourteen, everyone did it. Hyung did it too, only that I didn't rat him out, that big mouth of his, I'll show him…' yoochun trailed off and looked at his father
'Yunho drank and watched porn at fourteen?'
'Yes he did. He even did drugs once with changmin hyung at the prom. But again, I didn't sell them out, I should have, those two jerks…'
'Okay' his uncle began ' we can understand it's normal to watch porn and drink some beer at your age. But why smoking yoochun?'
'I told you, it's just to vent out'
'You always vented out by practicing, what changed?' his father cracked an eyebrow
'It's nothing. I just tried it once and I like it, I smoke a cigarette a week or something, it's not a big issue'
'Yoochun, you're beating around the bush but not answering. Why smoking?' his father hissed
Yoochun sighed and looked away, considering his options before he spoke:' I took some extra subjects, at collage, to cut down the years before I graduate. But now I feel stressed out because I've got a lot to do, I don't want to drop some subjects. I started them and I want to finish them… smoking every now and then allows me to vent it out and gives me the power to keep on going'
The two men looked at him; they could easily discover if yoochun was telling the truth, one phone call to the collage where he says he's taking the courses will tell them everything they need to know
Looking at his son Park Jung Soo couldn't help the feeling that there was something missing still. There was something in yoochun's eyes that he didn't know still, something was off
'Is that the only reason?' his uncle voiced is father's thoughts
'What else would there be?' yoochun cracked an eyebrow, trying not to face the two men, but toying with his lighter instead.
'Yoochun, you're still not telling us everything. Why smoking and not practicing?'
'I'm not that much into karate and material arts anymore… I think I'll quit after this weekend's match'
'WHAT?' the two men yelled together. All those years yoochun practiced material arts and was the best in them, all this years he kept telling and showing them how much he liked this field, and now out of the blue he tells them he wants to quit? What was going on?
'Yoochun…'
'I'm getting tired of it, really, It was good when it was new, but now I keep on wining and there is nothing new, so I told the coach I'll quit after the match, I won't compete on the title this time'
No one spoke; no one knew what to say to this
'Right… if that's it then, I'll be going' yoochun stood up when his father spoke again
'I got your bank about details today, you spent fifty thousand dollars in one month, what did you buy?'
Yoochun sighed and looked at his father:' not drugs, if that what's worrying you. I bought some clothes, some designer clothes. They're in my room if you want to check them'
'Clothes…?'
'Some shirts and pants, yes' Yoochun nodded
'Fine, do you expect to always buy such clothes, should I increase the amount of your allowance or what?'
'No need. I needed the clothes for my classes, all I got is t-shirts and jeans, I wanted shirts and formal pants for the lectures. Now I got them, besides, I had to pay for the courses I took, that was expensive too you know'
'I'll let it pass this time, then. Next time you must tell me before buying such things. You know that'
'I will' yoochun sighed ' if we're done, then I need to go out and sort some things with dear hyungs' yoochun smirked
'One more thing' his father asked ' the security program on your laptop, where did you get it from? It wasn't ours'
Yoochun sighed, he hoped his father will forget this, but as his father and uncle owned and ran the biggest computer programs company in Korea which designed anti viruses and professional programs and security programs they were for sure to notice that the security program on his laptop was something else
'Why?'
'Yunho had to spend three hours to hack it, and you know how good your brother is at those things. He needed changmin's help as well'
Yunho and changmin both studied program designing and computer sciences at collage and now worked in the family's company. Well, they studied and worked at the same time, but still, they were good.
'It's something a friend of mine worked on' yoochun frowned and went on before his father could ask ' I already offered him, he doesn't want to work with us, he did that program for me as a favor, he left to the states a while ago and he's planning on staying there'
'Shame' his father sighed ' very well then, go and send in your brother and changmin. I think they need to explain some things'
'Right.' yoochun frowned ' I just need them for five minutes'
'So you could break every bone in their bodies? No, send them in' his father hissed and yoochun made a face. Still, he had other ways to get back at his hyungs for going against him
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As the school day ended yoochun walked with junsu to the stadium, he thought that the only thing he could do is stay there for him and show him his support, as junsu was so happy to join the team, even if he was so scared to go and do something on his own without yoochun with him. That's why he held on yoochun's hand so tightly, as they walked to the stadium
'Oh, you're here' the coach bowed to them a little and handed junsu a uniform ' change into this, practice starts in five minutes and lasts two hours' the coach explained ' first, introduce yourself to the other team members please'
Junsu swallowed and looked at yoochun. Yoochun knew this was coming, as they walked into the changing rooms, junsu will have to enter and he can't. So they bid their goodbyes and yoochun left
As he walked out of the stadium yoochun looked around, two boys were near him practicing material arts together. They were armatures, they did most of the moves wrong, didn't use enough speed, used too much force and the timing was off. Yoochun almost felt the need to go there and correct them but restrained himself. Instead, took out his pack of cigarettes and lit one up, he walked to the parking lot but didn't call the driver, he had decided to walk today, just take a walk and maybe stop thinking about things
'Yoochun'
Looking around he found himself in the parking lot already. His father stood there waiting for him beside his limo, sighing yoochun walked to him, the cigarette still between his fingers as he tried to ignore his father's displeased looks at it
'Let's go somewhere and talk' his father spoke, something in his tone made yoochun feel that something had went severely wrong. Something wasn't right…