Silver Letters [11/?]
Title Silver Letters [11/?]
Author: Gooberso1
Beta: Evan
Main Pairing: Kyungsoo/Jongin
Side Pairings: Baekhyun/Chanyeol, Sehun/Luhan, Kris/Tao, Xiumin/Chen, Suho/Lay
Rating: NC-17
Genre: futuristic, Scifi, Romance,
Warnings: mpreg, weirdo attempt futuristic setting, and eventually smut
Summary: he world has greatly changed in the last hundred years. People aren't able to choose who they will marry and have families with any longer, it's entirely up to a silver letter to tell you your fate.
Masterlist
The silence was so heavy that it was starting to become hard for everyone to breathe. It was like a thick fog had drifted over the entire dinner table and into their lungs, all the cheerful chatter whisked away by the single question that Kyungsoo asked. Everyone’s teasing voices and belittling responses were silenced as everyone’s eyes lingered on Kris's face, eagerly awaiting some kind of answer to the question. Was it possible that Kris and Tao could even be joined together? It seemed so unlikely and impossible that no one knew what answer would come from the stone gaze of Kris.
Kris looked cautiously towards his employee's and friends. Kyungsoo could only sit there with wide doe eyes before his boss spoke.
“Yes, I'm sterile. Tao and I have been joined together as a sterile pair. That's what you wanted to know, right? ”
The room filled with gasps and shocked faces, no one was expecting that answer. Not even Kyungsoo, although all the signs pointed towards it. Questions had to be dancing through everyone's minds, but Kris continued before anyone could start bombarding him with questions.
“We're a sterile couple and have been for the last eight months. I received my letter whenever Tao turned eighteen like many other couples.” Kris was looking straight towards Kyungsoo with this words, knowing full well that Kyungsoo could only acquire his letter whenever Jongin turned eighteen.
“Since I know that your all wondering, yes, Tao and I have known each other before we were issued our silver letters. I hired him a year ago, two months before either of us received the silver letter. Because of that, and other reasons, we both decided to keep this to ourselves.”
Kris face was hard as he continued to explain, “You showed exactly how people's views on sterile's are. Sterile's are spoken down upon and treated like crap, just because we can't help populate the country. We were assigned this fate, we couldn't choose to be any different. So for the businesses sake we didn't want anyone to know. People don't need to treat us differently or stop visiting the cafe just because it's owner isn't able to procreate. It's the one place where we don't feel like strangers in our own society. I'm your boss and Tao is your co-worker, nothing else.”
With those words, Kyungsoo looked towards the bathroom door to only see that Tao was now standing in the hall listening to Kris speak. The typically shy and quiet boy who they worked with wasn't there. Instead a solemn expression was plastered on Tao's face, his lips drawn into a harsh line as he tried to not let any emotion slip as Kris words continued to affect him.
Finishing answering the question that Kyungsoo asked, Kris's eyes followed Kyungsoo's to see that Tao had gotten out of the bathroom. Quickly standing up, Kris cleared the distance with hardly a long stride, he was standing next to his partner and took Tao's hand into his own before bowing respectfully to everyone.
“Please take what I said into consideration, if any of you decide that you can't stand working for a sterile you may put your resignation letter on my desk by Monday. I know that you're party isn't over, but we're going to excuse ourselves. Thank you for having us over, Baekhyun.” Kris bowed one last time before leaving the room.
Everyone in the room sat in their chairs without saying a word. No one took a sip of wine, no jokes were floating in the air, everything was tense. No one knew what would happen next, and Kyungsoo began to worry that he just ruined this perfectly fine party by asking too many questions. Maybe he should have just stayed in the kitchen where he belonged, then none of this would have happened. As small talk began again, Baekhyun couldn't help but begin drinking again. One glass had turned into five of them, and the drunken Baekhyun was making matters even worse as he sneakily began to state his dislike that the government would assign Kris as a sterile. He kept going on and on that Kris was too handsome to not have babies in his image. While those words made everyone lighten up a little bit, Kyungsoo still felt horrible. He never would have brought it up publicly if he knew what the repercussions of asking would have lead to.
It was admirable how Chanyeol tried to correct up the mood that Baekhyun had set, but everyone's thoughts were still with the announcement that had been revealed. No matter how much drinking challenges that Chanyeol would challenge Jongin towards, all of the random chatting that seemed to focus entirely on what Terrene was doing at the moment, or how obnoxious Chanyeol's deep voice sounded doing karaoke of the different girl groups as he tried to force everyone to join him. The atmosphere felt fake since everyone still had Tao and Kris lingering in their thoughts.
With the dinner party coming to a close, Kyungsoo found himself lying with his head on Baekhyun lap and an uncharacteristic smile beaming across his face. Although he wouldn't admit it himself, he had one too many drinks. As always, Baekhyun was the only person who could turn a simple 'Lets have a fancy dinner' into a 'lets go home drunk and not able to count to ten.' If Baekhyun could hear all the ridiculous things going threw Kyungsoo's mind right now, he would be beaming from rosy cheek to cheek.
“Baekhyun, what time is it?” Kyungsoo asked rubbing one of his eyes, as he looked towards his best friend and ignored everyone else in the room.
“It's almost two, on wow... time went by quickly, huh? I don't think the buses are still running.”
“Well, it's okay. I'll just call a taxi to come and get me-”
Jongin interrupted before Kyungsoo could even finish speaking. He quickly crouched next to Kyungsoo, looking at Kyungsoo with a glimmer in his eyes. “Why do you need a taxi when I can take you home? It'll save you money.”
“I guess so.” Kyungsoo thought about the option given to him, if he should take Jongin offer or not. If he went home with Jongin, it would be much easier since he would save money, get home quickly, and Jongin would be there. Maybe it was because he was already intoxicated, but part of him really wanted to have Jongin take him home just like a boyfriend would. He could ramble to Jongin, drink more, and just have a good time. It'll be like the party never ended.
A smirk formed on Jongin's lips as he nodded his head, “That sounded enough like an okay to me, now lets get you home so you can start sobering up.” Jongin teased, ruffing Kyungsoo's hair and getting a little snicker from Chanyeol.
It was surprising as Jongin leaned down, his arms wrapped around Kyungsoo as he picked him up and away from Baekhyun. Kyungsoo mumbled under his breath, giving his best dagger eyes towards Jongin since he was shocked to be picked up bridal style. Not picked up and involuntary made to walk, but Jongin was carrying him like a girl! He wanted to scold Jongin for picking up someone older himself in such a way and remind him that they were both guys who didn't walk around with another guy in his arms. That just wasn't normal, it was strange all things considered. Yet, his body didn't seem to agree in the slightest as he rested his head back against Jongin's broad chest. Kyungsoo looked up to his donor with wide eyes, feeling them slowly getting heavier and heavier with each step that they took.
All the chatter didn't make sense any more and the only thing that Kyungsoo could concentrate on was the wispy scent of Cologne coming off of Jongin. Kyungsoo would have teased him about it if he wasn't so darn tired. It was weird, but Jongin smelled like grapefruit. All Kyungsoo could think was that this proved that Jongin was the fruity one all along as he feel asleep in his donor's arms.
Author: Gooberso1
Beta: Evan
Main Pairing: Kyungsoo/Jongin
Side Pairings: Baekhyun/Chanyeol, Sehun/Luhan, Kris/Tao, Xiumin/Chen, Suho/Lay
Rating: NC-17
Genre: futuristic, Scifi, Romance,
Warnings: mpreg, weirdo attempt futuristic setting, and eventually smut
Summary: he world has greatly changed in the last hundred years. People aren't able to choose who they will marry and have families with any longer, it's entirely up to a silver letter to tell you your fate.
Masterlist
The silence was so heavy that it was starting to become hard for everyone to breathe. It was like a thick fog had drifted over the entire dinner table and into their lungs, all the cheerful chatter whisked away by the single question that Kyungsoo asked. Everyone’s teasing voices and belittling responses were silenced as everyone’s eyes lingered on Kris's face, eagerly awaiting some kind of answer to the question. Was it possible that Kris and Tao could even be joined together? It seemed so unlikely and impossible that no one knew what answer would come from the stone gaze of Kris.
Kris looked cautiously towards his employee's and friends. Kyungsoo could only sit there with wide doe eyes before his boss spoke.
“Yes, I'm sterile. Tao and I have been joined together as a sterile pair. That's what you wanted to know, right? ”
The room filled with gasps and shocked faces, no one was expecting that answer. Not even Kyungsoo, although all the signs pointed towards it. Questions had to be dancing through everyone's minds, but Kris continued before anyone could start bombarding him with questions.
“We're a sterile couple and have been for the last eight months. I received my letter whenever Tao turned eighteen like many other couples.” Kris was looking straight towards Kyungsoo with this words, knowing full well that Kyungsoo could only acquire his letter whenever Jongin turned eighteen.
“Since I know that your all wondering, yes, Tao and I have known each other before we were issued our silver letters. I hired him a year ago, two months before either of us received the silver letter. Because of that, and other reasons, we both decided to keep this to ourselves.”
Kris face was hard as he continued to explain, “You showed exactly how people's views on sterile's are. Sterile's are spoken down upon and treated like crap, just because we can't help populate the country. We were assigned this fate, we couldn't choose to be any different. So for the businesses sake we didn't want anyone to know. People don't need to treat us differently or stop visiting the cafe just because it's owner isn't able to procreate. It's the one place where we don't feel like strangers in our own society. I'm your boss and Tao is your co-worker, nothing else.”
With those words, Kyungsoo looked towards the bathroom door to only see that Tao was now standing in the hall listening to Kris speak. The typically shy and quiet boy who they worked with wasn't there. Instead a solemn expression was plastered on Tao's face, his lips drawn into a harsh line as he tried to not let any emotion slip as Kris words continued to affect him.
Finishing answering the question that Kyungsoo asked, Kris's eyes followed Kyungsoo's to see that Tao had gotten out of the bathroom. Quickly standing up, Kris cleared the distance with hardly a long stride, he was standing next to his partner and took Tao's hand into his own before bowing respectfully to everyone.
“Please take what I said into consideration, if any of you decide that you can't stand working for a sterile you may put your resignation letter on my desk by Monday. I know that you're party isn't over, but we're going to excuse ourselves. Thank you for having us over, Baekhyun.” Kris bowed one last time before leaving the room.
Everyone in the room sat in their chairs without saying a word. No one took a sip of wine, no jokes were floating in the air, everything was tense. No one knew what would happen next, and Kyungsoo began to worry that he just ruined this perfectly fine party by asking too many questions. Maybe he should have just stayed in the kitchen where he belonged, then none of this would have happened. As small talk began again, Baekhyun couldn't help but begin drinking again. One glass had turned into five of them, and the drunken Baekhyun was making matters even worse as he sneakily began to state his dislike that the government would assign Kris as a sterile. He kept going on and on that Kris was too handsome to not have babies in his image. While those words made everyone lighten up a little bit, Kyungsoo still felt horrible. He never would have brought it up publicly if he knew what the repercussions of asking would have lead to.
It was admirable how Chanyeol tried to correct up the mood that Baekhyun had set, but everyone's thoughts were still with the announcement that had been revealed. No matter how much drinking challenges that Chanyeol would challenge Jongin towards, all of the random chatting that seemed to focus entirely on what Terrene was doing at the moment, or how obnoxious Chanyeol's deep voice sounded doing karaoke of the different girl groups as he tried to force everyone to join him. The atmosphere felt fake since everyone still had Tao and Kris lingering in their thoughts.
With the dinner party coming to a close, Kyungsoo found himself lying with his head on Baekhyun lap and an uncharacteristic smile beaming across his face. Although he wouldn't admit it himself, he had one too many drinks. As always, Baekhyun was the only person who could turn a simple 'Lets have a fancy dinner' into a 'lets go home drunk and not able to count to ten.' If Baekhyun could hear all the ridiculous things going threw Kyungsoo's mind right now, he would be beaming from rosy cheek to cheek.
“Baekhyun, what time is it?” Kyungsoo asked rubbing one of his eyes, as he looked towards his best friend and ignored everyone else in the room.
“It's almost two, on wow... time went by quickly, huh? I don't think the buses are still running.”
“Well, it's okay. I'll just call a taxi to come and get me-”
Jongin interrupted before Kyungsoo could even finish speaking. He quickly crouched next to Kyungsoo, looking at Kyungsoo with a glimmer in his eyes. “Why do you need a taxi when I can take you home? It'll save you money.”
“I guess so.” Kyungsoo thought about the option given to him, if he should take Jongin offer or not. If he went home with Jongin, it would be much easier since he would save money, get home quickly, and Jongin would be there. Maybe it was because he was already intoxicated, but part of him really wanted to have Jongin take him home just like a boyfriend would. He could ramble to Jongin, drink more, and just have a good time. It'll be like the party never ended.
A smirk formed on Jongin's lips as he nodded his head, “That sounded enough like an okay to me, now lets get you home so you can start sobering up.” Jongin teased, ruffing Kyungsoo's hair and getting a little snicker from Chanyeol.
It was surprising as Jongin leaned down, his arms wrapped around Kyungsoo as he picked him up and away from Baekhyun. Kyungsoo mumbled under his breath, giving his best dagger eyes towards Jongin since he was shocked to be picked up bridal style. Not picked up and involuntary made to walk, but Jongin was carrying him like a girl! He wanted to scold Jongin for picking up someone older himself in such a way and remind him that they were both guys who didn't walk around with another guy in his arms. That just wasn't normal, it was strange all things considered. Yet, his body didn't seem to agree in the slightest as he rested his head back against Jongin's broad chest. Kyungsoo looked up to his donor with wide eyes, feeling them slowly getting heavier and heavier with each step that they took.
All the chatter didn't make sense any more and the only thing that Kyungsoo could concentrate on was the wispy scent of Cologne coming off of Jongin. Kyungsoo would have teased him about it if he wasn't so darn tired. It was weird, but Jongin smelled like grapefruit. All Kyungsoo could think was that this proved that Jongin was the fruity one all along as he feel asleep in his donor's arms.