Lies
Title: Lies
Pairing: broken!MinKey
Rated: PG-13
Type: Angst
Word Count: 1,272
Summary: They're home from their vacations and everything seems to have changed between them
Author's Note: It's been a while right? ^^; So, I basically wrote this back in March and never published it cos I was supposed to add on but I didn't.. OTL I never fully watched their vacation so this is all I've gotten so far x.x I'll probably add onto their little story after watching the rest of their vacation. Hope you don't cringe at how badly written it is.
"Kibum, why are you acting like this!?"
That's the only thing he can really ask in their current situation. He wants to yell and scream at his hyung for being so damn stubborn but he knows that the real culprit is he himself. They're alone in the dorm living room keeping their distance. Their situation was so problematic that the other members decided to leave until they could fix things between themselves. But how was anything going to be solved when Kibum avoided his very presence?
"Acting like what?" Kibum replies, his voice calm as he tilts his heads to the side. Minho hates the way Kibum talks to him, acting as if he doesn't know what's going on. Minho feels like he's at his limits, his patience teetering from irritated to aggravated. He groans in frustration, throwing his hands up into his disheveled hair and tugging on them.
"Like that! Ever since we got back from our vacations, you've been treating me as if I don't even exist! I try to talk to you and you walk away. I call out your name and you don't even answer. You don't even reply to me when I'm asking you to move to the side! Why the Hell are you being like this!?" Minho's screaming at the top of his lungs, his baritone voice booming and bouncing off the empty walls. His breathing is as erratic as his heartbeat and he's pretty sure he has his fists clenched into a ball. He grits his teeth as Kibum responds with a simple "I don't know what you're talking about" and decides to glance at his nails.
"You're fucking hopeless, you know that? You know how you've been treating me yet you deny it! Open your damn eyes Kibum! Your problem isn't just affecting me but the whole group! Do you know how worried Jinki-hyung has been because of your attitude!? He's afraid that something's happened to you and he's blaming himself for not noticing soon enough! Jonghyun-hyung is just as worried, always bringing up the fact that you haven't been the same! And Taemin! Do you really want to be a bad example to the kid!? We're supposed to be the mature adults, not little-"
"Shut the Hell up Minho!"
Minho goes silent. His eyes are furrowed into a frustrating stare, adrenaline still rushing through his system. He, however, doesn't expect to see Kibum crying. Tears are streaming down Kibum's pale face and pelting his sweater. Kibum's eyes are red and angry but most of all, full of hurt. His lip is quivering, that much is obvious, as he stands there sobbing. All he does is stare at Minho, his chest heaving up and down.
"You know what my problem is? You! You're my problem!"
"What!? What'd I ever do to you!?" Minho's utterly confused. How can Kibum blame it on him? Part of him is shocked that Kibum would say something like that but the other part isn't. He's not surprised that Kibum would try to put the blame on others.
"Everything. Everything you do just fucking irritates me! Just the fact that you're breathing and looking at me pisses me off! And don't you try to bring the hyungs and Taemin into the situation! Stop acting like you really care for their opinions and feelings. We all know how fucking narcissistic you are! And Taemin!? You fucking dare tell me that I'm a bad example!? This is coming from a guy who thinks everything in life is about winning, you sore loser!"
"I don't fucking get why you're putting the blame on me! But I'm not surprised," Minho barks, rolling his eyes as he crosses his arms. "You're always trying to depend on others for help but when it comes to trouble, you try to make it someone else's problem. You really are fucking hopeless."
Minho thinks he's gone too far. He thinks that maybe his words are a bit senseless. The crushing look Kibum is showing proves him right but Minho's not going to apologize? Why? Because, just like Kibum, he's to damn full of himself to admit that he's in the wrong.
"I really loved you Minho."
"What?"
"Don't you fucking understand!? Choi Minho, I fucking love you! I don't understand it either! I mean, who would want to be around someone as fucking arrogant as you? You're pathetically oblivious to your surroundings, you have a thick-headed douche, you don't care about what others think, you're so distant, and yet, I managed to fall in love with your shitty ass. I thought...," Kibum gasps, his breathing shaken from his hiccuping, "I thought I could spend the vacation with you since we were going to the same country. We could've bonded and hung out and gone sight-seeing. With just the two of us together in London, I thought it'd be the best way to confess my feelings for you."
Minho feels like a complete idiot.
"But when you kept pushing me away..."
Minho recalls the way he shoved Kibum when they were walking towards the subway or when Kibum tried to stay at his apartment. At the time, Minho wanted to be alone so he could relax by himself. It's not everyday that they got a vacation and the thought of Kibum tagging alone ruined Minho's plans.
He wants to take it all back now. He wants to apologize to Kibum and beg for forgiveness. He wishes that he could turn back time and instead of pushing Kibum so coldly, he'd agree to have dinner with him.
"...I knew that you didn't want me. You're probably don't even swing that way. It made me think about how stupid I was for thinking that you'd want to spend time with me. I mean, you already see me every single day; you probably thought I was just a pest."
"No, Kibum, I-"
"Save it Minho. Don't try to apologize or give me hopeless excuses. What's done is done and you can't change it anymore." Kibum lowers his head and uses his palms to wipe away the dripping tears. He turns to leave but Minho catches his arm.
"Please, Kibum, I didn't know. W-We can try again! I'll treat you out tonight! Yeah! You'd like that won't you?We can go sneak out and buy some street food and I'll buy you anything you want! You name it! Didn't you say you wanted those in-style shoes? I'll get them even if it means emptying my wallet! And-And when we're done, we can go take a walk in the park and just talk or whatever!"
Minho doesn't understand why he's trying so hard to keep Kibum with him. He doesn't like Kibum the way Kibum likes him, but his minds in a jumbled mess and he can't really process anything. He's just saying what he thinks is right at the moment and even though it might come back and bite him in the butt, he'll take any risk to change Kibum's mind.
He feels his chest tightening along with the grip on Kibum's forearm. He doesn't want Kibum to leave. He doesn't want to lose Kibum; not now, not ever. The overwhelming anticipation is building up and he's ready to just burst and punch a wall.
"No," is all Kibum says before he yanks his arm out of Minho's hold. He slips on a jacket and puts on a hat before he makes his way out the door, slipping out into the hallway and into the awaiting night life of Seoul.
Why? Minho questions as he slides onto the ground and cries into his palms.