Now (There's No Tomorrow) Chapter 12: Rewind
Narrator's POV
Siwon walked slowly, with his wicked smile.
Unable to free his arms, Jaejoong tried not to despair. Changmin, his Changmin wouldn't do that to him, right? This wasn't possible. This is was nightmare or something.
Siwon said "Kim Jaejoong! What a pleasure to see you here! ... and in these conditions." He looked at Changmin who was with an unreadable expression on his handsome face. "So, we finally meet, Changmin, one of my best assassins." He extended his hand and greeted him. "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Choi Siwon ... your boss."
"I have no boss." Changmin replied coldly.
"Oh , of course. You are a free- lancer . " Looking over Jaejoong, Siwon thought of the irony of fate. For so long he wanted to kill that kid, the "errand boy". Now he saw him face to face , it was almost impossible to believe that he would finally have the chance. "A pity ," he murmured , holding Jaejoong 's chin between his fingers. "A waste of talent and beauty ... I know that maybe you will not believe me if I told you that in fact I deeply regret your death , my dear." Approaching his face to Jaejoong's, he whispered "Give me a kiss goodbye? If you give me a kiss, I may consider granting you a quick, merciful death, but unfortunately, I can n't free you from your sentence, I'm not stupid or naive enough to believe that you will like me someday. Not enough to not want to kill me when and if you had that chance."
Changmin clenched his fists .
Yunho gave him a glance as if to say ' it will be over soon.'
Jaejoong spat in Siwon's face and got slapped. He laughed sarcastically "You hit like a girl."
"That is nothing to you, right? Actually, after all those years of being beaten by me, your fdaddy and all his friends , you don't just learn to get used to the pain to actually enjoy it. But..." he looked at Changmin quickly, "I'm sure that the betrayal of your lover , bringing you to your greatest enemy, helpless like that hurts more and is more humbling than you had in the past."
Changmin's expression was unchanged. In fact, he was wandering in the memories of the night when Jaejoong tried to kill him, his words still echoed in his head.
"Tell me, you little whore ..." Siwon muttered "if this is a type of pain that you enjoy ... Well, if that's any consolation to you, Changmin didn't sell you a little money. You are worth a lot for a lot of people." He snapped his fingers and one of his men brought a briefcase, opened it under the umbrella.'s Briefcase was full of hundred-dollar bills. "I have never paid so much for someon's death."
Jaejoong frowned and looked at Changmin, but his dongsaeng ignored him, looking at the money, without showing any emotion, like a statue, a picture. 'Is this the man who told me that loving me is like breathing? I can't believe'Jaejoong thought with a sad smile.
Yoochun had asked him 'Hyung? Do you really loves Changmin-ah, right?'
'More than anything.'
'So it'll be fine.'
About what Yoochun could be talking about?
Changmin's voice echoed in his memory ...
'Do you believe me when I said that I love you?' 'You have to believe that I love you you until the very end, do you understand that? You believe me?'
Until the very end.
"I'm ready." Jaejoong murmured.
"You heard what he said, Changmin? He said he is ready to die." Siwon chuckled. "You please do the honors?"
Yunho and Yoochun pulled Jaejoong's arms to get him up.
Changmin came with his knife in hand.
Jaejoong thought how ironic that his pocketknife and Changmin and turn against him, those were the two things that saved his life.
Looking into his eyes, the man he loved whispered "Please don't do anything stupid."
His will was smirk and say 'Don't do the stupid - Said the man pointed a knife to the person he claimed to love'
But feeling his lover's breath on his face he just whispered "I love you" before Changmin plunge the knife into his belly, slowly. He felt no pain. The wind blew cold on his wet skin while freezing rain continued to fall.
Changmin was shaking and his wet hair was plastered to his face. His eyes seemed to want to convey a message 'Hold on', 'be strong', 'don't do something stupid' or something. He continued digging the knife slowly and Jaejoong felt the thick liquid stain his clothes in red. The smell of blood filled his nostrils.
How could someone bleed so much in so little time? He knew what it was like to kill someone, but didn't know if that was how it should feel his death. Cold. The only feeling he could feel.
Then he understood.
He had thought it was too late to have a second chance. People like him don't dream about things like that.
But, so he could start all over again, had another chance, he needed to leave his current life. Die.
He had two choices: resist that fate and live his revenge, or die to be reborn next to Changmin.
Before he felt his body fall to the ground, he had already made his choice.
Siwon sighed, "Well, that was quicker than I expected it to be."
Thunder sounded, the rain got stronger. One of his guys muttered "Sir ..."
He shrugged and turned away. Yoochun grabbed the briefcase full of money, and got into the car.
For some time, there was only the sound of the storm.
Yunho was checking the perimeter, and Changmin sat down next to Jaejoong who was lying on a huge pool of blood.
Slowly the rain was stopping.
Junsu approached, closing the umbrella and said "He'll catch a cold."
Changmin stood up and nudged Jaejoong's body with his foot. " Dead people don't catch cold."
Jaejoong replied "Dead people don't cook.."
"But hyung, you're not dead."
"I admit" Jaejoong said "that was a very creative way to forge my death."
"That was disgusting," Yoochun muttered opening the car window. "You will not get into my car so dirty."
"This isn't your car, I told you, Yoochun!"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot."
"By the way, who had this crazy idea?"
"Crazy" Junsu replied, "but it worked."
"Junsu-yah! Why did you guys let him plan all this?"
"I just put a bag of blood inside the sweatshirt , then Changmin just had to stab the blood bag. Did you have a bloody death, yeah."
''Yah! You guys are very irresponsible! I could have actually died! And if Siwon had shoot me?"
Changmin smiled taking his hand "The agreement was for me to stab you in person."
"Yah! Don't say it smiling." Jaejoong took the knife from the hands of his boyfriend "Dammit, Changmin! Do you know how scared I was? If this were a fanfic, I would kill the author for scaring me like that."
"What? Fanfic?"
"Nevermind."
Changmin smiled, patting his hair "Let's go home to take a hot bath, Kitten. Seeing you covered in blood is not good for my heart."
Jaejoong liked the idea. He was still angry for having been fooled, but at the same time, there were not enough words that could describe the relief and happiness he felt. Not for having survived, but for be reborn.
He couldn't even concentrate completely, but he knew he had been rescued from himself, from his sick revenge.
Nothing could be as it was before when he was still innocent. He also couldn't pretend that he was a person other than himself, and promise never torture or never kill again. No yet.
'Loving you is like breathing." The words that Changmin once said echoed in his mind. He hugged him and said "Changmin-ah, we're still breathing, right?"
Changmin kissed him.
Perhaps, for some or many nights he would continue to have nightmares. But maybe when he felt Changmin's arms around his body, protecting him during the nights could save him from that darkness.
Accepting his "death", he pledged to leave Siwon behind, the war was over, the enemy no longer would hunt him and he would no longer be hunted by him.
Junsu said that there was still much to be done, he said police would hunt one bad man and bad men who worked for him.
For some time, Jaejoong and Changmin would live in Japan, a new life, a new story, and while his wounds healed, their friends would save his Seoul from the clutches of the mafia.
Although Jaejoong felt a bit cowardly about it, he had already given up to continue being the kind of man who had been so far, and live the days of peace and love with the man he loved.
"Changmin-ah, I was thinking ... how about opening a restaurant of Korean food in Japan?"
"Forget" Yoochun said "he will eat all the food."
Everyone burst into laughter.
The End(?)
N//A: I know, short chapter.
Sorry to be a bit delayed this final.
I hope you guys enjoyed it!
Anyway, I'll post the epilogue soon as I can.
Sorry for the english, this is not my native language.
This is unedited! Please ignore mistakes!
Siwon walked slowly, with his wicked smile.
Unable to free his arms, Jaejoong tried not to despair. Changmin, his Changmin wouldn't do that to him, right? This wasn't possible. This is was nightmare or something.
Siwon said "Kim Jaejoong! What a pleasure to see you here! ... and in these conditions." He looked at Changmin who was with an unreadable expression on his handsome face. "So, we finally meet, Changmin, one of my best assassins." He extended his hand and greeted him. "Pleasure to meet you, I'm Choi Siwon ... your boss."
"I have no boss." Changmin replied coldly.
"Oh , of course. You are a free- lancer . " Looking over Jaejoong, Siwon thought of the irony of fate. For so long he wanted to kill that kid, the "errand boy". Now he saw him face to face , it was almost impossible to believe that he would finally have the chance. "A pity ," he murmured , holding Jaejoong 's chin between his fingers. "A waste of talent and beauty ... I know that maybe you will not believe me if I told you that in fact I deeply regret your death , my dear." Approaching his face to Jaejoong's, he whispered "Give me a kiss goodbye? If you give me a kiss, I may consider granting you a quick, merciful death, but unfortunately, I can n't free you from your sentence, I'm not stupid or naive enough to believe that you will like me someday. Not enough to not want to kill me when and if you had that chance."
Changmin clenched his fists .
Yunho gave him a glance as if to say ' it will be over soon.'
Jaejoong spat in Siwon's face and got slapped. He laughed sarcastically "You hit like a girl."
"That is nothing to you, right? Actually, after all those years of being beaten by me, your fdaddy and all his friends , you don't just learn to get used to the pain to actually enjoy it. But..." he looked at Changmin quickly, "I'm sure that the betrayal of your lover , bringing you to your greatest enemy, helpless like that hurts more and is more humbling than you had in the past."
Changmin's expression was unchanged. In fact, he was wandering in the memories of the night when Jaejoong tried to kill him, his words still echoed in his head.
"Tell me, you little whore ..." Siwon muttered "if this is a type of pain that you enjoy ... Well, if that's any consolation to you, Changmin didn't sell you a little money. You are worth a lot for a lot of people." He snapped his fingers and one of his men brought a briefcase, opened it under the umbrella.'s Briefcase was full of hundred-dollar bills. "I have never paid so much for someon's death."
Jaejoong frowned and looked at Changmin, but his dongsaeng ignored him, looking at the money, without showing any emotion, like a statue, a picture. 'Is this the man who told me that loving me is like breathing? I can't believe'Jaejoong thought with a sad smile.
Yoochun had asked him 'Hyung? Do you really loves Changmin-ah, right?'
'More than anything.'
'So it'll be fine.'
About what Yoochun could be talking about?
Changmin's voice echoed in his memory ...
'Do you believe me when I said that I love you?' 'You have to believe that I love you you until the very end, do you understand that? You believe me?'
Until the very end.
"I'm ready." Jaejoong murmured.
"You heard what he said, Changmin? He said he is ready to die." Siwon chuckled. "You please do the honors?"
Yunho and Yoochun pulled Jaejoong's arms to get him up.
Changmin came with his knife in hand.
Jaejoong thought how ironic that his pocketknife and Changmin and turn against him, those were the two things that saved his life.
Looking into his eyes, the man he loved whispered "Please don't do anything stupid."
His will was smirk and say 'Don't do the stupid - Said the man pointed a knife to the person he claimed to love'
But feeling his lover's breath on his face he just whispered "I love you" before Changmin plunge the knife into his belly, slowly. He felt no pain. The wind blew cold on his wet skin while freezing rain continued to fall.
Changmin was shaking and his wet hair was plastered to his face. His eyes seemed to want to convey a message 'Hold on', 'be strong', 'don't do something stupid' or something. He continued digging the knife slowly and Jaejoong felt the thick liquid stain his clothes in red. The smell of blood filled his nostrils.
How could someone bleed so much in so little time? He knew what it was like to kill someone, but didn't know if that was how it should feel his death. Cold. The only feeling he could feel.
Then he understood.
He had thought it was too late to have a second chance. People like him don't dream about things like that.
But, so he could start all over again, had another chance, he needed to leave his current life. Die.
He had two choices: resist that fate and live his revenge, or die to be reborn next to Changmin.
Before he felt his body fall to the ground, he had already made his choice.
Siwon sighed, "Well, that was quicker than I expected it to be."
Thunder sounded, the rain got stronger. One of his guys muttered "Sir ..."
He shrugged and turned away. Yoochun grabbed the briefcase full of money, and got into the car.
For some time, there was only the sound of the storm.
Yunho was checking the perimeter, and Changmin sat down next to Jaejoong who was lying on a huge pool of blood.
Slowly the rain was stopping.
Junsu approached, closing the umbrella and said "He'll catch a cold."
Changmin stood up and nudged Jaejoong's body with his foot. " Dead people don't catch cold."
Jaejoong replied "Dead people don't cook.."
"But hyung, you're not dead."
"I admit" Jaejoong said "that was a very creative way to forge my death."
"That was disgusting," Yoochun muttered opening the car window. "You will not get into my car so dirty."
"This isn't your car, I told you, Yoochun!"
"Oh, yeah, I forgot."
"By the way, who had this crazy idea?"
"Crazy" Junsu replied, "but it worked."
"Junsu-yah! Why did you guys let him plan all this?"
"I just put a bag of blood inside the sweatshirt , then Changmin just had to stab the blood bag. Did you have a bloody death, yeah."
''Yah! You guys are very irresponsible! I could have actually died! And if Siwon had shoot me?"
Changmin smiled taking his hand "The agreement was for me to stab you in person."
"Yah! Don't say it smiling." Jaejoong took the knife from the hands of his boyfriend "Dammit, Changmin! Do you know how scared I was? If this were a fanfic, I would kill the author for scaring me like that."
"What? Fanfic?"
"Nevermind."
Changmin smiled, patting his hair "Let's go home to take a hot bath, Kitten. Seeing you covered in blood is not good for my heart."
Jaejoong liked the idea. He was still angry for having been fooled, but at the same time, there were not enough words that could describe the relief and happiness he felt. Not for having survived, but for be reborn.
He couldn't even concentrate completely, but he knew he had been rescued from himself, from his sick revenge.
Nothing could be as it was before when he was still innocent. He also couldn't pretend that he was a person other than himself, and promise never torture or never kill again. No yet.
'Loving you is like breathing." The words that Changmin once said echoed in his mind. He hugged him and said "Changmin-ah, we're still breathing, right?"
Changmin kissed him.
Perhaps, for some or many nights he would continue to have nightmares. But maybe when he felt Changmin's arms around his body, protecting him during the nights could save him from that darkness.
Accepting his "death", he pledged to leave Siwon behind, the war was over, the enemy no longer would hunt him and he would no longer be hunted by him.
Junsu said that there was still much to be done, he said police would hunt one bad man and bad men who worked for him.
For some time, Jaejoong and Changmin would live in Japan, a new life, a new story, and while his wounds healed, their friends would save his Seoul from the clutches of the mafia.
Although Jaejoong felt a bit cowardly about it, he had already given up to continue being the kind of man who had been so far, and live the days of peace and love with the man he loved.
"Changmin-ah, I was thinking ... how about opening a restaurant of Korean food in Japan?"
"Forget" Yoochun said "he will eat all the food."
Everyone burst into laughter.
The End(?)
N//A: I know, short chapter.
Sorry to be a bit delayed this final.
I hope you guys enjoyed it!
Anyway, I'll post the epilogue soon as I can.
Sorry for the english, this is not my native language.
This is unedited! Please ignore mistakes!