The Angel and The Raccoon Chapter 2
Title: Angel and Raccoon
Chapter: 2
Characters: Kangin, Leeteuk, Ryeowook, Sungmin
Pairings: Kangteuk, Sungwook
Rating: PG
Summary: Leeteuk is the loner, the guy that doesn't depend on anyone. The guy that pushes anyone who tries to get close away. Then Kangin, a mysterious charmer, whose also 100% straight, shows up out of nowhere, and toys with Leeteuk's feeling, just for fun. What happens when Kangin starts to feel something for the angel. Does he run? Does he lash out?
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Once the sun peeked through the clouds, Kangin changed back into his now dry clothes and left. I thought about giving him my number or asking him to go out sometime, but decided against it, seeing as how i had no idea if he liked guys or not. If I had given him my number and he wasn't like that, I'm not sure what would happen, but I had a feeling it wouldn't be good.
As soon as he left, Sungmin and Ryeowook attacked me, huge smiles on their faces. "You've got yourself a good one Teukie-hyung." Sungmin said, eyeing me. I shrugged him off, feeling regretful that I probably wouldn't see Kangin again.
"Yeah, and he's cute too." Ryeowook added, before seeing my face. He could tell I was sad, though I was trying hard to hide it. "Teukie, what's wrong. He's great!"
"It's not like I'll ever see him again." I mumbled, staring at my feet as if they were somehow interesting.
"What're you talking about. You gave him your number, he'll definitely call you." Sungmin said, laughing.
"Wait, you did give him your number, right?" Ryeowook questioned, stepping closer. I glanced at my feet again and shook my head slightly.
"Aishhhhh." Ryeowook sighed, turning away. "Why not? You like him, I can tell." Sungmin nodded in agreement.
"Because, I don't know if he's gay! I just didn't want to get rejected." I said, trying to push past them. They both pushed me back and crossed their arms, perfectly in sync, like always.
"Well you could have tried. If he was, you just passed up a nice piece of ass." Ryeowook said, his eyebrows raised. He shook his head, sighing and turned away, walking to the living room with Sungmin behind him
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I was so stupid! Why didn't I give him my number? Now I wouldn't see him again and I was more lonely than ever. Sungmin and Ryeowook had gone out clubbing, offering to take me with them, but i declined, knowing that I would just drag them down with my sulking.
It was around 11 at night when I heard someone knocking on the front door. I slowly got up, leaving my half eaten carton of ice cream on the table beside the couch. I didn't bother to look through the peephole, thinking it was probably a drunk Ryeowook who couldn't successfully put his key in the lock.
Upon opening the door, I find that it isn't Ryeowook, or Sungmin. But someone completely unexpected. Instead, the person at my door at nearly midnight, was Kangin. He was obviously wasted, and had what looked like a black eye and a bloody lip. He looked horrible, like he could pass out at any minute.
"Kangin? What happened?" I asked, stepping toward him. It made my stomach hurt to know someone could hurt him. That someone made him bleed. His eyes fluttered and he fell onto me, unable to keep himself up. Seeing him like this made me want to cry.
I helped him to the couch and placed blankets on top of him. He closed his eyes, either tired or in pain, and I went to the bathroom, wetting a handtowel. When I came back, he was passed out, from the alcohol. I gently dabbed at the blood from the cut on his forehead, hoping not to hurt him, as I slowly cleaned the cut and placed a bandage over it.
I did the best I could at bandaging him and making him comfortable. He was still going to feel like crap in the morning. but I couldn't help that. I sat down on the floor beside him and turned on the T.V. I couldn't help but feel happy. Happy that this twist of fate somehow brought him back into my life, if only for a night.
Without wanning I felt a pressure in my hand and looked down to find that he had placed his hand in mine. I looked up at his face, eyes wide and heart racing, to find any sign of conciousness. As if he could read my mind he mumbled one word.
"Noona."
I smiled, dissappointed. I guess that was my answer. He was straight. He grabbed my hand because he probably thought I was his noona taking care of him. But, even though it would hurt later to think about it, I pretended he did all this because he liked me.
Because, even though he was straight, and I'd never get the chance to be with him the way I wanted to, my heart couldn't stop calling for his. I couldn't stop myself from falling for him, harder and harder each time he showed up in my life.
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