2PM fanfic: My Step Dad [Chapter 9]
Title: My Step Dad
Chapter 9: Words Unwritten
Starring: 2PM
Rating: R
Pairing: Nichkhun ♥ Wooyoung
Side Pairings: Wooyoung ♥ Jaebeom [Slight Mentions - One-sided]
Genre: Dramatic, Bondage, Angst, Rape, YOU GET THE POINT!
Summary/Synopsis: Wooyoung is an average 16 year old high school student who gets by life in his own shell of emptiness. Family-wise, his dad left with another woman while his mother has been supporting the family altogether... stressing and tiring herself to the state where it's just a roller coaster of emotions. But one day... a man enters the scene and returns the forgotten emotion back into their lives... Everything was going great... but the dark secret still remains hidden till... it happens.
Author's Notes: Nobody reads this part anyways lol [Not Edited Yet]
Words Unwritten
As Wooyoung remained emotionless and shocked of what happened, Jaebeom put his friend's arm around his shoulders and walks back to his house. Still silent, Wooyoung did not notice at all what was going on around him, as his self-conscious just went blank.
"... ugh this jerk... stop moping around already... sheesh." Jaebeom complained non-stop as he was slowly being towed down by the dead weight and pressure of his non-moving friend. "... sigh..."
No response...
"SIGH!!!!"
No response...
"SIGGGHHHH!!!"
"WOULD YOU KNOCK THAT OFF!" a woman shouted from her front door as she glared at Jaebeom with an intense look of anger.
"SORRY!!!" Jaebeom nodded as a nervous smile appeared. He looks back at his friend and still no response. "... The things I put up with you... well at least we're almost there." Finally reaching home, Jaebeom had trouble opening the door due to the fact that Wooyoung was sliding off whenever he fidgets around, in the mission to get his door open.
"FINALLY!", quickly speed-walking to the black leather sofa, Jaebeom flings his friend away like unwanted luggage. "... could you at least respond..." Jaebeom looked at his friend as he bit his lower lip, but thing is: Wooyoung was just an empty shell.
"WOOYOUNG! TALK TO ME MAN!!!" suddenly Jaebeom hugs Wooyoung tightly as tears treaded down his face. "It hurts me when I see you like this! COME ON!!!" Anticipating for at least a murmur or whisper, Wooyoung just remained silent and motionless...
"... please..." Jaebeom slowly sank down onto the floor and onto his knees as he cried...
"... Jay..." said Wooyoung in an expressionless tone.
"... YES! I'M RIGHT HERE!" Jaebeom gets up and sits beside his friend.
"... can you... hate me... just this once..." Wooyoung turns over and looks at his friend with expressionless eyes.
In response to that request, Jaebeom froze in confusion as he tried to figure out the meaning behind those words.
"please, my heart feels like it's on fire... I-I..."
Without hesitation, Jaebeom kisses his friend and closes his eyes as a teardrop escapes the corner of his right eye. "... I can't follow that request... thing is... Wooyoung... I am already madly in love with you... I always have been", he backs away slowly as he opens his eyes to look at his friend.
"Is that so... well... I think I will head home now... my mom is probably worrying about me..." Wooyoung stands up and zombie walks toward the door, but finds himself blocked off by his friend who stood there with his arms spread out.
"I-I won't let you leave! Not until you smile like you always do... the you right now... I HATE IT!" Jaebeom shakes his head and cries to the fact that he isn't the important factor in his friend's heart, but just 'company'.
"... I'm sorry" Wooyoung smiles as the expressionless aura still remains... "I'm smiling... now I'm leaving..." taking a step forward, he tries to force himself through.
"Fine... leave then... I don't give a damn anymore! YOU CAN F**KING LIVE YOUR LIFE IN SHIT FOR ALL I CARE!" exclaimed Jaebeom as he storms off up the stairs.
"... Good bye... Jay..." Wooyoung whispers as he exits the house... not turning back a single bit...
Continuing his zombie walk on his way back home, Wooyoung sees a figure in the distance. Not being able to makeout the identity of the stranger, he walks by without a second glance up-close... but...
"Going somewhere?", questioned a familiar voice.
Wooyoung turns around but was soon knocked out unconscious...
-End of Words Unwritten-