Locked Up Chapter 2
Junsu’s POV:
I opened my eyes slowly, only to squeeze them shut again, trying to will away the throbbing in my head. I don’t remember drinking last night…. So why is my head throbbing as if I’m having a hangover? I realized then, that I do not remember anything that happened last night. All I could remember was walking out of Rainy Days when my shift had ended. I open my eyes once again, and found that I was in an unfamiliar room, definitely not in my apartment. Just great! I probably did something really stupid last night. I sighed and unwillingly got out of the warm bed. A chill went up my spine when my bare feet met with the freezing cold floor. Why is it so cold in here? I pause a minute, to let my head stop throbbing. Once it is bearable, I headed to the door, and walked out into what looked like the living room.
There was nobody around and I was just about to head out the main door and go home and forget this ever happened when a voice startled me from behind.“Hey there, you’re awake.”
I turned around and I could feel my eyes go a bit wide. I was shocked to see the same man again. The one from the café and from my soccer practice. He smiled so sweetly, and with that smile I knew he couldn’t be a bad person. Bad people don’t smile so gently. I would know.
“Uhm… Why am I here?” I asked while looking around observing my surroundings. It was a nice cozy apartment, plain but cozy. There was a white sofa, with a coffee table placed in front of it, and TV not far away.
“Oh that uhm…” he looked a little nervous almost like he was guilty of something. “I saw you coming out from the café and you fainted…” he swallowed. “And I didn’t know where you lived so I brought you here.” As he finished his smile returned but this time it didn’t reach his eyes. I nodded.
“I see, Well thank you… but I guess I should be going now…” I bowed and began walking towards the door, until I felt a tug on my arm.
“Wait… uhm. I made breakfast…” He mumbled. When I looked at him, I could feel a tug in my chest because the look on his face… he looked like he was pleading for me to stay.
“Oh… okay.” It’s not like it would hurt to stay for a bit, since if I didn’t eat here I probably wouldn’t be eating anything today. I followed him into the kitchen and sat down at the table. He placed a plate full of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of me.
“I’m not the best at cooking, but it’s edible.” He smiled. “Actually my best friend Jaejoong is the best cook there is.” He grinned while praising his best friend however I couldn’t help but smile a bit as well.
“So, What’s your name?”
Yoochun POV:
I can’t believe I fucking kidnapped him! KIDNAPPED. What am I going to do!?! Staring at him while he slept, I thought, “I have never gotten to see him sleep, and he looks so beautiful sleeping. What is wrong with me? What am I going to do when he wakes up? He is going to want to leave… But I can’t just let him leave… AISH!”
I got up from the end of my bed, and head to the kitchen. It was about time he would be waking up soon probably. I decided it was best if I cook something for him to eat, he looks way to skinny for a boy his age. I decided on eggs, bacon and some toast, since that is the only thing I know how to cook. Normally, I let Jaejoong cook when he comes over, or I go out.
Just as I was finishing up with cooking, I heard the bedroom door open and footsteps heading my way. I walked out of the kitchen in time to see heading for the door. I smiled widely to myself, being this close to him felt soo good and soo right. I didn’t want him to leave.
“Hey there, you’re awake.” I smiled even wider when he turned around. I had never felt so happy in my life time. His eyes widen in surprise, I am sure he recognized me, causing me to smile even wider if that was possibly. I was smiling so wide I thought my face was going to break.
“Uhm… Why am I here?” My smile immediately fell from my face as I tried to figure out how to respond.
“Oh… That uhm…” I paused still trying to think of something. “I saw you coming out from the café and you fainted…” Okay. That was horrible. He isn’t going to believe that. I look up from the ground to see him nodding his head in understanding. “And I didn’t know where you lived so I brought you here.” I smiled again because the look on his face said that he believe me. Thank god. He didn’t have to know about the minor details… for now.
“I see, Well thank you… but I guess I should be going now…” My smile fell a bit but not completely like before. I saw him bow and turn around and start walking towards the door. Right before he is out of my reach I tug at his sleeve. He looked at me with a questioning look.
“Wait… uhm. I made breakfast…” I mumbled, I knew he wouldn’t want to stay any longer with a creep like me but I didn’t want him to leave just yet. I knew I probably looked really pathetic, but at this point I didn’t even care.
“Oh… okay.” I turned around and headed back to the kitchen, he followed, and I place the food on to two plates and placed one in front of him. He smiled. He fucking smiled!! At me! Oh my god. I think I am going to die.
“I’m not the best at cooking, but it’s edible.” I said… and paused. “Actually my best friend Jaejoong is the best cook there is.” I smiled thinking about my best friend. Throughout all these years Jaejoong had always been by my side no matter what. He even supported me in stalking this boy.
He smiled again, and I think my heart stopped for a minute. It took me a minute to regain myself and sit down at the table across from him and begin eating my own food. Ahh how I missed Jaejoong’s cooking~
“So, what’s your name?” I looked up at him and he had his cheek full of food. I chuckled a little and replied.
“Yoochun… Park Yoochun.” He nodded his head and made an ‘O’ with his mouth.
“And I’m… Junsu. Kim Junsu.” He paused looking up at me. “But you already know that from that day you were in the café.” He smiled. Again! He fucking smiled again at me! It’s going to take some time to get used to that.
For the next few minutes we sat in silence just enjoying the food, and peacefulness of that moment. After awhile I finally had to ask. “So, Junsu-sshi…”
“You can just call me Junsu. No need to be so formal.” He said. I smiled. Again. God I probably look like an idiot smiling so much around him. He probably thinks I’m a creep. Wait… I am a creep, aren’t I? I sighed.
“Okay, Junsu~ Do you live with your parents? They must be worried.” Fuck I never thought about it until now his parents are probably freaking out. I looked up to see him looking down and he looked like there was something wrong, like it was something he didn’t want to remember.
“No, I live alone.” He answered quickly and quietly.
“I see. Well how about you stay here for today, in case you faint again? It would make me feel better.” Dammit I feel so stupid. I know he wouldn’t faint anymore. I was the one that caused him to faint. He looked at me then smiled.
“Okay, thank you.”
The day was going by too fast, we spent most of the day just making small talk and watching TV and sitting on the couch, but it had to be the best day of my life. Every time he would laugh and I would find myself unable to help it but laugh along with him. His laugh was so unique there was not a single one like it. If I had to describe it, it would be something like… ‘Eu Kyang Kyang’
Before I knew it, it was time for my music composition class.
“Junsu-ah.” I called as I walked back out from the bedroom, after I finished changing.
“Hmm?” He looked as if he was about to fall asleep sprawled out on the couch.
“I have to go to class, I will be back in about…” I looked at my watch. “2 hours, you stay here and don’t go anywhere, okay? I will be pissed if I come home and you are not here.” I said and shoved my keys and cell phone into my pockets.
“Okay…” he mumbled and turned over, getting comfortable, he looked so cute. I unwillingly tore my eyes away from the site and headed towards the door.
Junsu POV:
I awoke to the sound of someone banging on a door, it took me a moment to process where I was and why, but I remembered that Yoochun had gone to class, and that I must have fallen asleep on the couch. I get up slowly not wanting the throbbing in my head from earlier to return. I make my way to the door, and just as I was about to open it, I heard someone yell.
“PARK FUCKING YOOCHUN! IF YOU DON’T OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR IN 5 SECONDS IM GONNA BREAK IT!!!”
I opened the door to see a man around Yoochun’s age with his leg up in the air like he was ready to kick the door in.
“Uhm…Hi.” I said, not knowing what else to do in this situation. His eyes widen as he studied my face, I looked away blushing. It was weird to have such a beautiful man staring at me.
“Is Yoochun here?” he asked, and his tone was completely different from what it was a minute ago. Now he sounded all cute and innocent. I chuckled.
“No, He went to class. He should be back soon… I think…” I mumbled, the stranger just walked in and sat down on the couch.
“Uhm…” I didn’t really know what to say, or if I should have even opened the door to this stranger, maybe it was someone who wanted to kill Yoochun. I mean after hearing how he was yelling through the door, he acted like he was ready to murder someone.
He must have noticed the worried look I must have had on my face. “Oh, I’m Yoochunnie’s best friend. Jaejoong. Nice to meet you.” He smiled. That’s when I remembered, he was the one with Yoochun in the café, and he was the one Yoochun said could cook really well. Wait… did he just call him Yoochunnie?
“Oh! I have seen you at the café. Although I’m sure you don’t remember me.” I paused looking up to see an amused grin on his face. “And Yoochun said you could cook!” And just on cue my stomach growled. Loudly. It was impossible not to hear it.
“Haha. I remember you very clearly.” He laughed before continuing. “And I am pretty proud of my cooking, would you like for me to make you something? You seem pretty hungry.”
“Ah! No! You don’t have to!” I blushed and looked down to the ground.
“I never said I had to.” He put a hand on my shoulder making me look up. “I want to. I like cooking.” He smiled and headed to the kitchen and I followed him.
“Hmm. Yoochun doesn’t have very many ingredients to make anything…. Is Kimchi Jjigae okay?” he asked me while he was looking in the fridge.
“Ah, That’s fine!” I said. I sat at the table watching the Jaejoong cook. The look on his face while he cooked was so serious, yet he looked really happy. As I was watching him I heard the front door open, and soon after I saw Yoochun walk into the kitchen.
“Ah Jaejoongie you’re here!” he said and grinned.
I watched them chat a little until the food was done, and we all sat at the table eating the food, which was delicious by the way.
After I finished eating, I decided I would give the two friends their privacy and go back to the living room.
Yoochun POV:
After Junsu left the kitchen I looked at Jaejoong who looked at me with a ‘you’re in some deep shit’ look.
I sighed and helped him put away the last of the dishes.
”So why did you come here?”
“Oh. Right I almost forgot.” He said and an angry look appeared on his face. “You remember that Jung Fucking Yunho, right?”
“Yeah… what about him?”
“I fucking hate him okay. He acts like he was better than anyone in our class, and then today! He spilt grape soda on my favorite white pants, and tried to clean it up. But all he wanted to do was grab my balls and molest me! And when I stood up. He pinched my ass!” I couldn’t help but laugh at my friend. Jaejoong could be a little dramatic at times.
“YAH! ITS NOT FUNNY PARK YOOCHUN!” He yelled and Junsu decided it was a good time to come in and make sure I was alive. I couldn’t stop laughing, and soon I heard that familiar laugh again.
”Eu kyang kyang!! Are you guys okay!?” he was laughing his ass off as well while Jaejoong just pouted, making us laugh even more.
After our laughing fit, Jaejoong decided it was time to go home because ‘well if I’m just going to get laughed at by some fucking idiots I might as well go and tell all my problems to my wall. Fuck you guys.’
“Ah, don’t mind him Junsu-ah, he is always like this.” I chuckled again.
“You guys seem close.” He smiled, but it was more of a smile of envy then of happiness.
“Mmm. Yeah. What about you? Do you have any close friends?”
“Nope. I’m not close to anyone really.” He sighed and looked away.
Junsu POV:
”Nope I’m not close to anyone really.” I said and looked away. I wasn’t close to my family, and none of my so called friends were that close with me either. We just talked at soccer practice and that’s where it all stayed.
“Oh.” He frowned.
”Yah~ You don’t have to feel bad!” I said in a jokingly way, but in fact I hated pity the most. I looked up at the clock and realized it was already 8PM. Good thing I didn’t have work today.
“I better be getting home, it’s late.” I said and headed out of the kitchen. The look on his face was indescribable as I was leaving. I put on my shoes and he watched from the living room. I opened the door but it was slammed closed once again.
“Yoochun?”
“You can’t leave!” His face looked so hurt, it made me feel bad, but why would he be so upset that I’m leaving? I just met him today, it’s not like…
“Why?” I questioned him, getting a bit annoyed.
“Because I said so!” He practically yelled at me. His arm on the door was trapping me between him and the door.
“….Let me go home Yoochun. Now.” I said sternly.
“No. I didn’t fucking kidnap you just to let you go the next fucking day. Now you are not leaving.” He said sternly and he grabbed my arm and pulled me back into the living room and placed me on the couch.
He sat down next to me, and to my surprise he began to cry.
Yoochun POV:
I saw him heading for the door and I began to panic. What if I never see him again? What if he finds out I kidnapped him and turns me into the police… worst of all… what if he hates me?
I watched him open the door, and I slammed my hand against the door trapping him between myself and the door. I stared at the door trying to avoid the confused look on his face. I knew if I looked down I wouldn’t be able to keep him here. I knew I would see a look of disgust on his face. And I was too afraid to see it…
“Yoochun?” his voice brought me back out of my thoughts.
“You can’t Leave!” I could feel the tears forming in my eyes. Fuck, Why am I crying? Fucking hell. I am pathetic. Park Yoochun what is wrong with you. For fucks sake he is in High school. You could go to jail for this. JAIL.
“Why?” why? Why was I doing this? I wish I knew myself. Fuck if I knew then maybe I could stop myself.
“Because I said so!” That is all I could think of, there really was no reason for him to stay.
“Let me go home Yoochun. Now.” He said so sternly, and I could feel that he was beginning to hate me, think I was a creep. I could feel more tears welling up in my eyes.
“No. I didn’t fucking kidnap you just to let you go the next fucking day. Now you are not leaving.” I grabbed his arm and pulled him back to the couch and sat down next to him. Why am I doing this? Why won’t I let him go? I’m just making this a bigger problem. Fuck. I could feel the tears beginning to leave my eyes and flow down my cheeks. Fuck. I buried my face into my hands, trying to get the tears to stop but they wouldn’t I don’t even know why I am crying.
“Yoochun? Why are you crying?” He asked in a soft voice. I felt his hands on my own as he pulled my hands away from my face. I stared at him and his eyes were sparkly and I could see the concern in them. And it made me feel more like an asshole.
“I… I don’t know.” I whispered. I really didn’t. All I knew then, was that I didn’t want Junsu to go. I didn’t want to be alone anymore. I could feel him shift a little and before I knew it he had his arms wrapped around me in a tight embrace. “Just… you can’t go.” I finally murmmed and he didn’t make a move to leave. So I stayed in his embrace until I could feel my eyes begin to close and drifted off to a dreamless sleep.
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A/N: OMG ITS BEEN SO LONG TT TT ; I doubt anyone remember this fic, I posted chapter 1 a long time ago but could not think of where I was going with it >> but then xiah_addict helped me! Thank you soo much bb <3 And I will try to update soon! Comments make me motivated~! <3