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Title : One Word Change Everything
Pairing : JongKey
Rating : R
Disclaimer : Of course I’ll only have them in my dream
Warning : sexual content, language, violence(?), possible grammar error and unbeta-ed
Summary : “Help” is a heavy word for Kibum
A/N : I hope it’s not as fail as I’m thinking because this isn’t turn out to be satisfying for my liking. And hm, I think the first scene is based from yaoi manga, ‘Zetsuai’. That was one of amazing manga I ever read, seriously, yaoi or not.
Kibum just walk home slowly as the rain still pouring down to earth, not too hard to make him feels cold, but with the dark night surrounding him, it’s not really a good thing for him. He never meant to take home a stray thing, be it a dog, cat, let alone a human. But here he was, looking and a bit hesitant in front of the trash, hugging a cute puppy that woof-ing at him cutely he can’t resist bringing this cute little thing home, staring at a stilled body. At first he thought that the man was dead, but a moment later he heard an uneven breath, and he too, was sighed in relief.
“Help..”, the man whisper almost inaudibly. The head was hanging low, look too hard to lift it up even a bit. Kibum then examine the body more closely, looking at how the shirt, despite being drenched from the rain, is soaked and tinted with so many red color.. blood.
“Hey, are you okay?”, Kibum nudged the body but it won’t move. The man just groan in pain, and whispering that save word again. And Kibum’s body move magically, in which his mind no longer in control. He lifted the man, and brought the man home to treat the wound.
Morning come a bit unexpected for Kibum, who, staring at a pair of eyes that shows a very shocked expression. Well, isn’t their position a bit too comfortable for each other? They’re side by side, facing each other and sharing a blanket on Kibum’s bed.
“What have I done?”, the man whisper with his stoic eyes, boring holes to Kibum’s dislike.
“Certainly I didn’t fucked you last night right?”, the man asked oh so nicely Kibum really wants to kick the man on his leg. But then the man flinch and his face show pain when he moves. Kibum then decide to sits on his bed, make things clearer.
“First, you should thank me because I’m the one who brought you to my house, treated your wounds even without me not knowing who you are, and you didn’t even have an id card.”, he starts after he took a deep breath.
“And second, of course we didn’t fuck last night. You’re a man for crying out loud. And I’m straight, thank you very much.”
The man scoffed before saying something. “Then why am I in your bed, naked, and you’re beside me, completely shirtless like that?!”
Oh, he completely forgot about that. He stares down and of course he found himself only cladding with a black sweatpants. He glares at the man after then.
“Yah, it’s your fault! You keep sweating from fever and I have to change the shirt for every fucking hour! I’m not rich you know, and with these rain I don’t have much dry clothes! What you wore now is my last shirt!”, he snarls. The man was taken a back at that and finally muttering an apology. They fell to the silent with no one dare to lift up their gaze.
The sound of a puppy barks breaking their silence. “Choco!”, Kibum shrieked, immediately wrapping the puppy to his laps and tries to silencing it. “Not too loud, buddy. I don’t want to be cast out by the landlady.”
“Hey, what’s your name?”, Kibum asks after he let the puppy go. The man made a face to him and Kibum have to glare at him again before the man spilled it.
“Jonghyun. It's Kim Jonghyun for you to know.”
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It turns out that Jonghyun was a fun fellow. He decides to lodge himself in Kibum’s apartment free after that. Luckily he never brings any women although his body reeks of alcohol everytime he comes home just when Kibum wants to make breakfast. Yes, seriously, every fucking morning.
Kibum want to complain, but it’s been a long time since he ever has a company, and Jonghyun always gratitude toward the food he makes, thanking him with every sweet words he knows (And it really lots). He can make Kibum laughs too. He tells good jokes when the man decides to spend the night home rather than wasting time in some club and fucks some woman. And more importantly, Jonghyun could lullaby him to drift him asleep when sometimes the nightmares come back to him, which is a lot too. He is a good singer, the voice is so soft but so powerfull Kibum always could feel the warmness and secures from the lullaby.
But, every good side always has bad sides too. One, when Jonghyun decides to be drunk, sometimes he got into fight and come home with wounds and bruises. And with his puppy eyes (which is never fail him to get a treatment and a glare from Kibum) he whisper the save word.
Two, every now and then he’ll ask Kibum to lend him money (and never once he give it back to Kibum). Kibum isn’t rich, he has two part-time jobs to support himself and his study in art. But once again, with the save word, Jonghyun always got what he wants.
Three, and it’s the worst. He really, really, hate it, the way Jonghyun could throw that save word to him, even though the guy knows that Kibum couldn’t say no to anyone. Even though Kibum always whisper to him when his vision got blurry from nightmare and Jonghyun’s lullaby filled his ears, that he don’t want that save word weighing him anymore. The man always says it. Just like now.
“And why do you need me right now, if you could tell me?”, Kibum hissed because he hate it to be in a place like this. A pachinko store. What a way to waste money.
“Please help me~ I really need that money. Pleaseeee”, Jonghyun said with his killer puppy eyes.
Kibum really wants to say no. But Jonghyun anticipate it with his kicked and lost puppy expression he wore next. And just like that, Kibum gave the money.
And yeah, time like this is there too. Kibum has lost count at them.
“Help me. I really want to get rid of this woman. We just fucked once, a usual one-night stand. But she is really persistent.”, Jonghyun whisper at him after the man dragged him to the backside of the bar.
“So what am I suppose to do?”, Kibum found himself asking that. Really, his mouth should be zipped up sometimes. It will help him on situation like this.
“Of course, act to be my boyfriend.”, Kibum really wants to throw a fit. He gritted his teeth really hard to keep him from his fury. His hands turn into fist, and Jonghyun is aware of that.
“Please, Key.”, Jonghyun plead. Key was the name Jonghyun give to him, but never tell him the reason. “I already tell her I was gay, and she didn’t believe me.”
Kibum hate it, oh so much. He follows Jonghyun after that. Hugs, embrace each other, grinding when dance, kiss on the cheek, and then it was over. Kibum realize after that, after so many hours spending so much time to cool down with a cold shower, that he wants more than just a kiss on cheeks.
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“Help me, hyung.”, he listens it through the phone when the professor gives a lecture in front of class.
“Look, Taemin-ah. I really can’t. Whatever it is, I’ll deal with it after class. Ok? I love you.”, Kibum cut the connection just when his brother mouthing something like, “I’m scared hyung, mother brought-“
And it’s always makes him regret oh so much. When he couldn’t reach his brother and decided to come home, he found his brother’s lifeless body, bloodily.
His mother killed him, with kitchen knife, destroying his once cute and innocent face. The reason was because their father cheated on her. And Taemin’s face really looks a lot like their father. She even conclude that maybe Taemin isn’t her son, maybe he was swapped with the son from his mistress… and her mother’s shouts behind the cell always makes him awake..
Kibum woke up that night, sweating and panting so hard. He cries, covering his face with his hands.
“Why Jonghyun has to go in time like this?”, he said painfully through his sobs. He fished his cellphone, flip it open half-hoping that Jonghyun had call him. But there’s none. He sighs, disappointed.
The cellphone ring just when he wants to put it back to its place. He immediately picks it up. “Yeoboseyo?”
“Key..”, that was Jonghyun’s voice. But why the voice seems so desperate?
“Help me.. Please..”, Jonghyun groan and there’s a sound like something sharp pierced the wood.
“Wha- Where are you right now?”, Kibum set his panic. He quickly changes his clothes and ran into the night.
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Kibum arrived at some old warehouse and was greet with a view he rather not see for his entire life. Jonghyun’s being pinned down with some people, some bruise and dried blood covering his handsome face. His left hand was on the table, and a knife pierced in just a few millimeters from his hands.
“I.. lose the gambling..”, Jonghyun manage to make a stupid and apologetic grin. Kibum’s breath hitched and a bit surprise when some people surround him too and then dragged him to a long desk, laying him there.
“What are you going to do?!”, Kibum shouts in fear.
“Well.”, someone said, move closer to him. The man smirks evilly and Kibum hate that smirk. “This little friend lose to us a huge amount.”, he starts. He licks the bottom of his lips it grossed Kibum out.
“And he promised us that he’ll give us his fingers when he lost. And he loses them all.”, Kibum’s eyes widened. But he couldn’t say anything.
“But.”, the man stops in the middle, emphasize his next words. “He said he has a lover. And he said that his lover won’t mind to be gang rape with us.”
If only Kibum’s eyes could go any wider than this, he could only glare at Jonghyun. Hate, confuse, and betrayal fused in those glare. They’re not even lovers. Why Kibum have to always face the consequences from Jonghyun? And, why does he have to fall in love with someone like him?
“What do you think?”, the man asks him, tracing his jaw line. Kibum shivers because of that but it’s make him disgust too.
“Just get over with it.”, he hissed. Some people whistle.
“So you agree?”, the man chuckled. Probably because his bravery act.
“I said, just get over with this shit so I could go home!”
“Impatient aren't we?”, and more people laugh. Kibum shuts his eyes after muttering “Fuck you all”, feeling his hands being gripped too tightly to his dislikes and someone, or some men? Spreading, parting his legs far. They discard his t-shirt, Kibum thinks that they want to fucked him while he’s naked, NICE. And then his jeans too. He shuts his eyes more tightly when someone grips his waistband, ready to pull his boxer down.
“That’s it. Enough.”, Jonghyun’s voice really feels different to Kibum’s ears. So arrogant, full of power, not weak and timid like before. Kibum slowly open his eyes when the hands that touching him was gone and meet Jonghyun’s weak smile.
Jonghyun helps him to sit again, gives his clothes and signaling him to wear it again. Then Jonghyun face those men, back-figuring Kibum.
“You’ve got a good catch.”, said the man who talk since the first time.
“Yes, hyung-nim.”, Jonghyun smiles smugly. He holds Kibum’s hand and Kibum doesn’t know what to think anymore. What’s wrong with all of this?
“Are you sure about this.. Jonghyun?”, the man stuttering when mentioning Jonghyun’s name, bowing his figure a little with respect.
“Yes, hyung-nim. I just want to be acknowledged by all of you. My grandfather already supports my decision.”
“But-“
“No buts. Do you hear me? I, Kim Jonghyun, the grandson from Park Doongshik, will throw away my authority and live a normal life. With my lover, Kim Kibum.”
Holy shit. Kibum doesn’t know what to react or which one he should react first. He being Jonghyun’s lover and the man declaring it, or Jonghyun being a grandson from the leader of the biggest mafia in Korea?
Kibum let himself being dragged away with Jonghyun holding his hand. It’s just when they’ve come back to their apartment that Kibum regains his sense.
“What the hell, Jjong?!”, he yell and push the man to the wall.
“Ah, about time you did that.”, again, Kibum glare at him. He chuckled nerveously, scratching his hair and smiles stupidly. “I’m sorry.”
“For what? Oh, yes.. thank you so much for earlier.”, Jonghyun flinched when that words came from Kibum’s mouth.
“Listen, I am very sorry about that. It’s just, I need them to be convinced that-“
“That I’m just your whore? That’s it, isn’t it?”, Jonghyun scowls at him.
“That you are my lover. And I can’t get any lover to begin with. I’ve some bounds that bind me because of my grandfather. But it’s over now. I’m free.”
“Yeah, so just fuck yourself now. I’m tired.”, Kibum turns his body but then Jonghyun yanks him again to face him.
“Kim Kibum. I know you just act to not care. And I know that you love me.”, KIbum’s eyes widened with shocked and a smirk curved on Jonghyun’s face.
Suddenly Jonghyun’s lips claiming Kibum’s and they collide perfectly to each other. Kibum was hesitant at first, to let Jonghyun do as he wish, and Kibum doesn’t like that. But a part of him really wants to taste more than just a kiss. And so Kibum wraps his arms around Jonghyun’s neck, nibbling Jonghyun’s lower lip.
Kibum doesn’t know and currently does’t care much when Jonghyun push his body onto the bed, unclothing him. He moans at the touch Jonghyun do, and groan when the hands disappear from his body. A chuckle follows after that.
“Just a minute babe.”, Jonghyun reach a bottle of lube that he hides some time ago in his drawer. After that, he pulls his shirt off, licking his lips at the sight in front of him, a beautiful Kibum, naked and needy for him.
Jonghyun prepare him slow and steady, with so much butterfly kiss sent to Kibum’s skin and wet trails along his body to ease KIbum's pain. And when he thrust himself into the man he loves so very much, he thought he sees haven.
They pretty much spend the night together, doing every naughty things that once only from Kibum’s fantasy. He loves this, and he doesn’t want this to end. He doesn’t want this to be just another good dream he has.
Kibum finds himself alone his apartment when he woke up. Feeling sad, he cries because damn, how could it be just a dream?
His cries slow down when suddenly the bathroom door open and revealing Jonghyun’s naked form only cladding with towel, pretty much so sexy in the morning.
“Key, you cry?”, concern feel so truly in Jonghyun’s voice as he come closer. Kibum shook his body, still sobbing but try to calm himself down.
“Yah, baby, talk to me.”, Jonghyun cupped and turns his face so the man could look at him clearly. But, baby? Did Kibum hear that right?
“Jjong..”, Kibum’s breath hitched. He can’t stare at the man, not yet. So he travels his eyes elsewhere. And to his surprise, he found himself naked and some small bruises (along with some bite mark) cover his body.
Jonghyun laugh when the idea stuck on him. Kibum pout and yank himself free from the man.
“It’s not funny.”, he said. But the man just keep on laughing, almost too hysterically. Kibum cross his hands and turns away.
“I’m sorry, Key. But what you’re thinking just now is so hilarious! How could you be so sure that all of it just a mere dream?”
“Yah, you didn’t even say that word to me!”, Jonghyun stops the laughter and grin widely. He then turns Kibum’s body so the man face him again, place his hands on Kibum’s shoulder, and chaste a kiss.
“I love you Kim Kibum.”, the said man can only blushes and Jonghyun finds it to be so cute. “You’ve save me Kibum-ah. And now you’re the most important thing in my life.”, Jonghyun continues.
“I-“, Kibum wants to utter a comment to him, but Jonghyun silencing him by placing his index finger to Kibum’s lips.
“You help me so many time, you didn’t even know who I am. I feel grateful. And I really want to take the weighing words that always make you suffer through all this time. Because now I’m here."
Kibum shuts his eyes, enjoying the moment and the words sinking to his soul. He smiles and then crying again, but this time, it’s the tears of happiness.
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A/N 2 : Fails so much.. *sigh* I need sleep.. =___= Anyway, comment or anything is <3!