What Would The Truth Have Done? (1/?)
Title: What Would The Truth Have Done?
Author: fireseop
Pairing: abusive!Kikwang/Yoseob, Hyunseung/Yoseob, slight!Doojoon/Dongwoon
Rating: PG-13
Words: 2,682
Summary: Every day Yoseob fears going home to his monster that waits for him in the bedroom. So sometimes when his prince comes to sweep him off his feet, he just can’t resist.
Author's Note: Just a repost from the DA account!
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6:00AM
Our alarm went off; loud and clear. Ringing. Groaning I turned over and sat up rubbing my eyes. I wasn't at work for another few hours but Kikwang was. He liked me to get up with him, to make me breakfast and do all those kinds of things and if I didn't, well y'know. Looking over to his side of the bed, I noticed a form under the covers swearing quietly at the alarm. Groggily rubbing my eyes, I got up forgetting what had happened last night, only to be struck by pain. Biting my lip before I made a noise I staggered to the kitchen to take some tablets and to set some and a cup of coffee on the side for him. I expected he had a hangover and the least I could do for an already pissed off domestic abuser was make him less grumpy by taking the pain away. Leaving all of this on his bedside table I left to make breakfast.
He liked to be different and so we always had a western breakfast; Bacon, egg and sausages. I didn't mind because I liked it too. As I was frying off the bacon a sudden pair of well-built, muscular arms wrapped around me tightly causing me to jump and knock the pan off the stove, ruining the bacon.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" Scared. I pulled away quickly to pick it up as fast as I could, maybe it'd be okay. Maybe the bacon would still be fine and I wouldn't get hit! I glanced up at him to see him kneeling beside me and help me clean it up. My eyes widened. He never did this!
"It's fine, we could just have egg and sausages. Maybe even sandwiches?" He gave me that smile. The one that made me fall in love with him all those years ago. All I could do was nod as I continued to clean and then to make our sandwiches. Once we had finished he got changed and gathered his things, ready for work.
7:30AM
He pulled me into a deep kiss; it was different than his usual ones. They were dominating and full of fighting passion. This was soft and sincere, like it was the only thing in the world that was there at the moment. I pulled away feeling a little dazed and to my surprise a smile that wasn't fake appeared on my face as he bided me goodbye and heading off to work. As the door shut I came out of my trance trying not to think about the nice Kikwang and only the bad one as I got ready for my work. This was the reason why I couldn't leave him. The moments like that came, drawing me back in just as I was almost ready to cut myself off from him and leave.
I gathered my things and left, dropping my bag to lock the door. I was running a bit late but I'm sure my boss wouldn't mind as the coffee shop I worked at didn't have much business, only enough to get by.
"Yoseob-ahh…" A small, quiet, shaky voice called out to me making me jump as I spun around. It was the old lady across from our apartment. I smiled my normal cheerful one; I hope she didn't hear me last night. I. should be the least of her worries. She was a nice woman, she had always been helping me out ever since the abuse started but I've never .told. her. I couldn't. She's too old to have to worry about me, she has her own problems and I'm there. to help her. .
"Good morning, Adjumma! How are you today?" She nodded and wobbly walked over to me handing me a list.
"I'm good thank you. My bed is seemingly very uncomfortable. Maybe I should buy a new matress. T-This is the shopping list today." A hint of panic was in her eyes, "You are still going? It is okay, right? You don't have to?" She relied on me to get these as she was weak on her legs. I smiled and nodded and took a quick nod and carefully put it in my pocket.
"As I'm working I'll get it on the way home! I must run I'm a bit late. Take care! Oh, and if the bed continues to bother you try sticking something under the sheet." She nodded and waved, slowly moving back to her apartment as I left for work.
Time was moving on but I took a few short cuts and got there in time. Greeting my fellow co-worker and manager I begun to set up with them and then as the manager: Doojoon and my co-worker: Dongwoon left to do things., I was left on the till on my own. Sighing, I pulled out a book and began to read waiting for my first customer of the day.
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It had been a couple of hours and the others still weren't back. I didn't mind because as well as them being my co-workers they were also my close friends. In total we had had less than 10 customers so far but none of us really complained. We ran a small café on the outside of the town and so nobody really visited unless they were a regular or were just wandering about with no other café or restaurant in sight. I wasn't really one of worrying about how much money I made. I had enough to keep me going alone or with him. Kikwang was more of the working one and supported us but I chipped in some of the way…and so did Hyunseung. I began clearing up a table that someone had just recently left and I was wiping it over with anti-bacterial spray and a cloth another pair of strong arms circled around my waist. These were different and more comfortable and soon a head took its rest on my shoulder, their hot breath dancing down my neck and my ear.
I shuddered and turned to see his beautiful face in front of me, casually catching my lips in his and sucking lightly on my bottom lip before pulling away, both of us sharing a smile.
"Aigoo, you work too hard. Where are the others?" I shrugged and pulled away from his embrace finishing off the table then making my way back behind the counter.
"Having their private. time." We both laughed and our eyes met, locked onto one another causing a small blush to paint my cheeks, "Are you going to buy something or?" I smiled playfully and he nodded getting out a wallet and walking closer to the counter as I prepared to get his order ready.
"Can I have…"He said whilst scanning the board, "You?" His voice turned up at the end of the sentence as did his mouth. I smiled and began to talk as his lips grazed against mine, pressing deeper as he slid his tongue across my bottom lip and into my mouth as it began to dance with mine. I pulled away several seconds later my cheeks becoming blushed again.
"We can't do this here…what if someone see's?" A hint of panic in my voice. He nodded and squeezed my hands, smiling at me like everything would be fine.
"I'll have a Frappuccino" He smiled and paid me as he sat down on the table closest to me. I began the machine and turned to him, leaning over the counter.
"So what're you doing here? You work on the other side of town, it's not normal for you to visit." I said smiling and blowing him a kiss.
"Oh, I took today off and went to the gym and thought I'd just visit to see how you are. He didn't…" There was a pause. "Hurt you again?" I sighed. He knew not to ask this question yet he still did it. I guess he was just hoping for the day when everything would be okay. I looked away as he got up and took my face in his large, soft hands, stroking my cheek with his thumb. A fire was burning in his eyes as his grip tightened. I couldn't look away.
"What did he do?!" Tears slid across my cheeks as I moved my hands to the bottom of my shirt. His eyes widened as he jumped over the counter; the thing that was keeping us apart.
"Oh, baby~! I'm so sorry! I should've been there. I have to get you away!" He hugged me tighter and we stayed like that for a while.
Once a new customer came in we were forced to break away and as I started cleaning up his table. Hyunseung spoke out again:
"I was just thinking, are you free tonight? There's a new movie at the cinema and I was wondering if you want to go. You could also…y'know stay over?" I blushed more and smiled.
"It sounds nice, I'd love to go!"
"What about Kikwang? Won't he flip? I don't want you to get hurt anymore!"
"I won't tell him. I won't go home. I just need to visit Adjumma! The one across the hall from me?" He nodded and stood up moving over to stroke my face, kissing me again.
"I have to go to dance class now. I'll see you later, okay?" . I nodded and our hands that were entwined slowly pulled apart as he left, the doorbell ringing.
I spent the rest of the day daydreaming about him and what the rest of the night would be like; Not having to face Kikwang and actually having a night of comfort and content. Some happiness I never got to have. When the others got back they said because they left unintentionally for a little longer than they had intended they let me take half a day off work. Now obviously using this to get the shopping and deliver it to Adjumma, as usual she invited me in for a cup of tea but today because I had so much free time I decided to agree and enjoy my time with her. She was such a lovely soul; so very caring but her story is so very sad. Her husband's dead. Her dog's dead. To think that she could be so happy when she's so very lonely. I should be thankful I have at least one person who loves me tenderly and is still with me rather than having two people. He does love me and I know that but he just makes things so so hard. .
Noticing the time I realised that it would maybe be possible to meet Hyunseung out of dance class.
"Neh, Adjumma…I have to go now. I'll see you soon, okay?" She nodded and smiled and gave me a small box.
"Promise not to open it until your with your boyfriend,"
"Aish, Kikwang-ah? I'm not going to see him tonight so I could pick it up tomorrow?"
"Omo, no no. Not that Kikwang-shii, I don't mean to be rude but the vibes he gives off aren't that good. I mean the other boyfriend. Oho, you boys are all so young and lively! Have a nice night!" Opening the door she ushered me out and waved. I was confused. How did she know about Hyunseung? Kikwang giving off bad vibes? Was she some sort of mind-reader, witch thing? Laughing I smiled and nodded heading on my way to meet up with my Prince Jang. I was curious about this box.
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It was dark when we left the cinema. Dark and cold. . Sniffing I pulled my scalf tighter and smiled up as the man beside me pulled me closer by my waist as we began to walk towards his apartment. Laughing along the way and quoting the movie. It felt like heaven; it was night, I wasn't being beaten. I was with the man I truly loved; the man who was prepared to wait. The man who was helping me let go of my sick owner. Helping me escape.
When we got back he turned on the lights and the heating system and began by taking his coat, hat and scarf off along with assisting me with mine. Like a gentleman, he took them and put them on the side pulling me in and sitting me down on the sofa. He kissed me deeply and pulled away smiling the happiest smile I've seen in a long time.
"I like it when you visit. In fact I love it! You suit this house…and me so much!" It always amazed me how he just randomly comes out with this. He's always in a world of his own; maybe that was his world. Maybe that's what he thinks about when I'm not there. Me.
I smiled and laughed slightly, resting my hands on his shoulders and pulling him down to kiss him gently.
"Neh, you know-"
"I know, you'll be here soon and I promise that I'll help you." He finished me off. We must've been over this hundreds of times and yet still he doesn't feel the need to desert me. The little times like this are the things that fuel him and the only. things that I have to hold onto rather than letting me slip into the darkness Kikwang created in me. Smiling he pulled away and went into the kitchen and soon emerged with two large mugs of hot cocoa. It smelled delicious, almost as good as the ones I made at the café. It had small marshmallows and chocolate dusting on top.
His legs were curled up onto the sofa; he liked it when I curled up between him and them, in a sort of cubby. A safe, warm, Hyunseungie-like cubby and that is happily what I did. Snuggling closer I sipped on my hot chocolate as we watched television deep into the night.
3:00AM.
We were both asleep against one another on the coach as my phone began to ring. Groggily I moved slightly, waking Hyunseung up from his slumber.
"Who is it?" He asked cautiously, still not with it as he rubbed his eyes of sleep.
Sighing I glanced. It was him. .
"Yoboseyo?"
"Where are you? Where the fucking hells are you? It's 3AM and you're not home!"
"I'm at a friend's house. I'm working on university stuff." It wasn't the best excuse but I hoped that it would work.
"Okay. Stay safe." He cut me off. No goodbye. No…I love you. I glanced at Hyunseung noticing he had started to tidy up slightly, turning to me as I put down my phone.
"What did he say?" I shrugged leaving it on the table and stood up stretching lightly only to squeal suddenly as my form was lifted bridal style and carried to a warm, soft bed. I knew this bed anywhere. . It had the overwhelming smell of comfort, safety and Hyunseung. and I loved every bit of it. Stripping of my clothes whilst Hyunseung did the same, we both slipped under the covers. He pulled me closer, gently; careful of my wounds whilst kissing my forehead.
"Go back to sleep, okay?" I nodded resting my head in the crook of his neck as he rested his on the top of my head. We fit together perfectly. Then again so did Kikwang and I.
The box!
I sat up quickly and so did he, he stared at me, scared.
"Wh-What's wrong?" He asked stroking my back. I grinned and went to get the box bringing it back, sitting cross-legged on the bed facing like a little child on Christmas day waiting for his presents.
"Adjumma gave it to me for us! She told me not to open it until now. Do you want to?" I held it out for him and hesitating he took it and began to open it only to find nothing there but a small piece of paper and wrote on it was:
Live the life you have dreamed and wanted and worry about the consequences afterwards.