Knife [Chapter 3]
Title: Knife [Chapter 3]
Characters/Pairings: Chansung/Junho , Taecyeon/Nichkhun
Rating: PG-13
Author: emawo
Summary: Junsu have to teach Junho how he must defend oneself and Junho meet Chansung.
Word Count: 6792
A/N: forgive my delay in writing this ;___;
“Where we going?”. Said Junho while he was walking behind Junsu.
“Near the beach. We should hide from the police and... Other things”. Junsu replied Junho very strange. He run as fast as possible and looked very insecure.
“What are that other things?”. Curious.
“How many times I have to say you that do not ask anything, only nod and work”. Junsu gave the same advice that the other time before Junho joined the mafia, a little bit annoyed.
“But.. This is annoying me!I’m not a puppy!!You know... I’m novice... I lost my job! And more important: my life!!”. He wanted to cry, but he just yelled.”Yeah, yeah. I know. I can’t yell, comply or say something. Sorry Junsu. You are now my only friend...”. He lowered his head, sad and upset. He didn’t use to have this mode of life.
“Junho... Never again say this. Even to me. Ok? ...It’s not for this annoyed me or i don’t want to heard you. Just... This is very different.”. Junsu was so sorry for Junho. But he couldn’t do anything better.
It got late. The sun let at the moon shine. Junho was a little bit scared but if he was with Junsu maybe he didn’t have problems.
He was concentrated following Junsu among the darkness of the streets and he didn’t notice that Junsu stopped in front of a deserted factory.
“Come in”. Ordered Junsu, opening the door with a kick.
“In a factory? And i can’t watch anything. It's too dark.”. Walking carefully.
“Even better for us”.
When both entered in that gloomy factory without lights, dusty and cold, Junsu took off his jacket and rolled up one's sleeves. He snorted and attacked Junho, hitting in one Junho’s leg. A superficial hit.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?”. Yelled Junho very furious. Hurted.
“Teaching you”. Said serious. Junsu didn’t look like the same.
“... Are you kidding me, right?”. Junho was confused.
Junsu didn’t reply him and he hit this time in his stomach. Then Junho fell off, with a bad injury. He was extremly furious. He always didn’t understand anything and this even more. He felt dizzy and when he was laying in the floor he coughed up blood.
“Ju... Junsu...”. He rose his head and watched Junsu’s eyes but Junsu ignored him.
“Stand up, Junho. Try to hit me, stupid guy”.
Junho did the things that Junsu said to him: he stood up and try to hit him. He was fucking angry and hit Junsu’s chubby.
“You are jerk!!! Get the fuck off!! You and that guy, Taecyeon! YOU, HE AND MY HORRIBLE LIFE!! BUT I’M NOT GOING TO DIE!!”. Yell Junho harder than ever with brittle voice.
Then Junho fell off again and Junsu, who was injured, approached Junho and he sat beside Junho, a little bit tired.
“You must know how to defend you, Junho”. He rose Junho’s face, watching his eyes carefully.
“Why didn’t you say me this before?”. He leaned his head in Junsu’s shoulder.
“I’m like your teacher now... In the battle your opponent doesn’t say to you when he’ll attack you, isn’t it? Use your rage for hit your enemies, ok? You are good, seriously! Now, i’ll have a bruise”
“Sorry, but you deserved it”. Junho was more relaxed and he laughed but is stomach still hurt him.
Junsu stood up carefully and ordered Junho that they had to fight more.
Times goes by and when both were exhausted they stopped practiced. Junsu was proud of Junho: he was trying to do his best, and every day he made a effort for survive to this hell.
“Junsu. Where did you work before this?”. Said Junho breathing heavily.
“That doesn’t have importance now. I have to go. It’s very late, be careful and watch out. I believe in you that you will be ok. You show me that you can fight really good so i think you won’t have problems. We’ll see later”. Junsu put on his jacket and disappeared among the darkness.
Junho stayed here for a long time. He was thinking about his past... And his present. Every day he felt like his humanity was disappeared gradually. When i didn’t join the mafia he thought that never he’ll hit nobody, but now things has changed it.
When he left by the door he didn’t see a young man sitting in the ground with his back against wall.
“What the hell are you doing here? You’ve just scared me!”. Said Junho breathing faster.
“Sorry guy. I was watching the sea”. Replied the young men, very polite.
“In this place?”
“The sea is always beautiful. It doesn’t matter where are you watching it. Isn’t it?”. Smiled the young and tall man.
“I suppose... You’re right”. In that moment, Junho gazed at the dark and peaceful sea.
“By the way, I’m Chansung. Nice to meet you”.
“Oh...! my name is Junho. Nice to meet you too”. His sight return to that man. Thankfully the streetlight let Junho see how was that boy because at their environment was completely dark. Chansung was very very tall and looks very handsome and serious. “So... Do you like the beach?”. Junho sat next to Chansung.
“Well... When I have free time I like coming here”.
“In the night?”.
“For me it’s more relaxing”.
“I see... Doesn’t it bore you?”
“Maybe. And... Why are your clothes so dirty and you have that trace of blood in your lips?”. Said Chansung approaching to Junho, helding his head from his chin and keeping his sight in Junho’s eyes.
“Ah... Because... Mmm...”. Junho felt nervous. Chansung was very near of him and he couldn’t say the reason of the blood. He only moved away his sight of Chansung’ eyes.
“Don’t worry. You don’t have to say it”. Smiled and wiped away the blood of Junho’s lips with his thumb.
“Chansung... Thank you”. Smile shyly.
“It’s ok”.
Junho was so thankful for meet Chansung. He was so polite... So human... Chansung was the first person out of mafia he met. For this reson, he was happy. Chansung looked perfect at Junho’s eyes. Maybe the life didn’t be so fucking horrible.
Silence governed streets and their environment. They stayed without talk and only watching the see.
“So... Are you working?Which is your job?”. Junho broke silence.
“I theach children to surfing or swiming... Things like that”. Chansung sounded doubtful.
“You are so... Normal... So perfect...”
“Normal?Perfect?Why do you think this?”. He was curious.
“It’s just... Because...”. He turned to be sad.
“Hey,hey Junho. Don’t be sad. I’m sorry.ok? I don’t want to see you like this”. In fact, Chansung though that Junho was a good person but Junho didn’t see this.
“Why are you saying all this things to me? You hardly know me”.
“Well... You look like a good person. And your smile is more beautiful than your sad face”. Tried to cheer Junho up.”I have to go, Junho. It’s late”. Chansung stood up.
“Will we meet again?”
“Surely, why not?”. Smiled very polite.
“Yeah...”. Chansung’s smile did that Junho’s heart beat faster.
When Junho was alone he sighed alleviate and smiled like never.
“I’m sorry, Junho”. Said Chansung when he was walking far of Junho. “In fact, i’m not that person who you think...”. He walked faster. Nichkhun maybe was worried.
Characters/Pairings: Chansung/Junho , Taecyeon/Nichkhun
Rating: PG-13
Author: emawo
Summary: Junsu have to teach Junho how he must defend oneself and Junho meet Chansung.
Word Count: 6792
A/N: forgive my delay in writing this ;___;
“Where we going?”. Said Junho while he was walking behind Junsu.
“Near the beach. We should hide from the police and... Other things”. Junsu replied Junho very strange. He run as fast as possible and looked very insecure.
“What are that other things?”. Curious.
“How many times I have to say you that do not ask anything, only nod and work”. Junsu gave the same advice that the other time before Junho joined the mafia, a little bit annoyed.
“But.. This is annoying me!I’m not a puppy!!You know... I’m novice... I lost my job! And more important: my life!!”. He wanted to cry, but he just yelled.”Yeah, yeah. I know. I can’t yell, comply or say something. Sorry Junsu. You are now my only friend...”. He lowered his head, sad and upset. He didn’t use to have this mode of life.
“Junho... Never again say this. Even to me. Ok? ...It’s not for this annoyed me or i don’t want to heard you. Just... This is very different.”. Junsu was so sorry for Junho. But he couldn’t do anything better.
It got late. The sun let at the moon shine. Junho was a little bit scared but if he was with Junsu maybe he didn’t have problems.
He was concentrated following Junsu among the darkness of the streets and he didn’t notice that Junsu stopped in front of a deserted factory.
“Come in”. Ordered Junsu, opening the door with a kick.
“In a factory? And i can’t watch anything. It's too dark.”. Walking carefully.
“Even better for us”.
When both entered in that gloomy factory without lights, dusty and cold, Junsu took off his jacket and rolled up one's sleeves. He snorted and attacked Junho, hitting in one Junho’s leg. A superficial hit.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?”. Yelled Junho very furious. Hurted.
“Teaching you”. Said serious. Junsu didn’t look like the same.
“... Are you kidding me, right?”. Junho was confused.
Junsu didn’t reply him and he hit this time in his stomach. Then Junho fell off, with a bad injury. He was extremly furious. He always didn’t understand anything and this even more. He felt dizzy and when he was laying in the floor he coughed up blood.
“Ju... Junsu...”. He rose his head and watched Junsu’s eyes but Junsu ignored him.
“Stand up, Junho. Try to hit me, stupid guy”.
Junho did the things that Junsu said to him: he stood up and try to hit him. He was fucking angry and hit Junsu’s chubby.
“You are jerk!!! Get the fuck off!! You and that guy, Taecyeon! YOU, HE AND MY HORRIBLE LIFE!! BUT I’M NOT GOING TO DIE!!”. Yell Junho harder than ever with brittle voice.
Then Junho fell off again and Junsu, who was injured, approached Junho and he sat beside Junho, a little bit tired.
“You must know how to defend you, Junho”. He rose Junho’s face, watching his eyes carefully.
“Why didn’t you say me this before?”. He leaned his head in Junsu’s shoulder.
“I’m like your teacher now... In the battle your opponent doesn’t say to you when he’ll attack you, isn’t it? Use your rage for hit your enemies, ok? You are good, seriously! Now, i’ll have a bruise”
“Sorry, but you deserved it”. Junho was more relaxed and he laughed but is stomach still hurt him.
Junsu stood up carefully and ordered Junho that they had to fight more.
Times goes by and when both were exhausted they stopped practiced. Junsu was proud of Junho: he was trying to do his best, and every day he made a effort for survive to this hell.
“Junsu. Where did you work before this?”. Said Junho breathing heavily.
“That doesn’t have importance now. I have to go. It’s very late, be careful and watch out. I believe in you that you will be ok. You show me that you can fight really good so i think you won’t have problems. We’ll see later”. Junsu put on his jacket and disappeared among the darkness.
Junho stayed here for a long time. He was thinking about his past... And his present. Every day he felt like his humanity was disappeared gradually. When i didn’t join the mafia he thought that never he’ll hit nobody, but now things has changed it.
When he left by the door he didn’t see a young man sitting in the ground with his back against wall.
“What the hell are you doing here? You’ve just scared me!”. Said Junho breathing faster.
“Sorry guy. I was watching the sea”. Replied the young men, very polite.
“In this place?”
“The sea is always beautiful. It doesn’t matter where are you watching it. Isn’t it?”. Smiled the young and tall man.
“I suppose... You’re right”. In that moment, Junho gazed at the dark and peaceful sea.
“By the way, I’m Chansung. Nice to meet you”.
“Oh...! my name is Junho. Nice to meet you too”. His sight return to that man. Thankfully the streetlight let Junho see how was that boy because at their environment was completely dark. Chansung was very very tall and looks very handsome and serious. “So... Do you like the beach?”. Junho sat next to Chansung.
“Well... When I have free time I like coming here”.
“In the night?”.
“For me it’s more relaxing”.
“I see... Doesn’t it bore you?”
“Maybe. And... Why are your clothes so dirty and you have that trace of blood in your lips?”. Said Chansung approaching to Junho, helding his head from his chin and keeping his sight in Junho’s eyes.
“Ah... Because... Mmm...”. Junho felt nervous. Chansung was very near of him and he couldn’t say the reason of the blood. He only moved away his sight of Chansung’ eyes.
“Don’t worry. You don’t have to say it”. Smiled and wiped away the blood of Junho’s lips with his thumb.
“Chansung... Thank you”. Smile shyly.
“It’s ok”.
Junho was so thankful for meet Chansung. He was so polite... So human... Chansung was the first person out of mafia he met. For this reson, he was happy. Chansung looked perfect at Junho’s eyes. Maybe the life didn’t be so fucking horrible.
Silence governed streets and their environment. They stayed without talk and only watching the see.
“So... Are you working?Which is your job?”. Junho broke silence.
“I theach children to surfing or swiming... Things like that”. Chansung sounded doubtful.
“You are so... Normal... So perfect...”
“Normal?Perfect?Why do you think this?”. He was curious.
“It’s just... Because...”. He turned to be sad.
“Hey,hey Junho. Don’t be sad. I’m sorry.ok? I don’t want to see you like this”. In fact, Chansung though that Junho was a good person but Junho didn’t see this.
“Why are you saying all this things to me? You hardly know me”.
“Well... You look like a good person. And your smile is more beautiful than your sad face”. Tried to cheer Junho up.”I have to go, Junho. It’s late”. Chansung stood up.
“Will we meet again?”
“Surely, why not?”. Smiled very polite.
“Yeah...”. Chansung’s smile did that Junho’s heart beat faster.
When Junho was alone he sighed alleviate and smiled like never.
“I’m sorry, Junho”. Said Chansung when he was walking far of Junho. “In fact, i’m not that person who you think...”. He walked faster. Nichkhun maybe was worried.