Complications 8/11
Title: Complications 8
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung, minor Nichkhun/Victoria
Rating: PG-13?
Genre: Comedy/Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own any of them! I'm just borrowing their names for my own entertainment.
Summary: Nichkhun has a problem. He couldn't get hard.
A/N: I'm loving this story each time I update :D Especially, my other two stories I've been updating :DD Warning: Grammar and spelling may be extremely horrible.... Anyways Enjoy~
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“Let’s talk inside.”
She stepped back and allowed Wooyoung to open the door to his home. He let her in and followed behind her after closing the door. They made it to the living room before Wooyoung started talking.
“Di-Did you wait long? I was hanging out with Junho and--”
She quickly turned around and stared hard at him, making him stop talking. “Don’t come near Nichkhun anymore.”
Wooyoung stared at her for a while, trying to grasp on what she said. “Wh-What?”
She tapped her sunglasses on her arm. “You heard me. Stay away from him. Do you know how hard it is to grasp a hold of him? When I’m not around, all he does is hang out with you.”
Wooyoung put up his hands. “Whoa. We only hung out for a day or two. That’s it, I swear.”
She took her sunglasses and pointed them in Wooyoung’s face. “Listen hear. Stay away. That’s all I want from you. This could be your wedding present for us.”
Wooyoung’s eyes went wide. “You’re getting married?”
Victoria smiled, putting the sunglasses down. “Yes. All we have to do is get everything ready. But you’re halting our plans. What’s the point in getting the preparations when the groom doesn’t even show up to contribute.”
“We-Well, congrats.... Um, just wow....” Wooyoung softly smiled, grabbing onto the collar of his jacket. He mentally heard a snap as his heart broke in two. Nichkhun made his decision. Wooyoung’s smiled fell. He pulled on his jacket’s collar and titled his head down. His eyes started to sting. He let out a heavy breath and clenched and unclenched his other hand, trying to keep himself calm and collected, but he was slowly losing himself to his anger that was slowly rising. Nichkhun wasn’t there, but Victoria could be used to release his anger.
Victoria just shrugged her shoulders, thinking he was in thought over her proposition. “Well, that’s all I wanted to tell you.”
She started to walk pass him, but as she did, Wooyoung took a hand and grab her wrist. He pulled her back hard, almost knocking her down onto the floor, and pushed her down into the couch. Victoria let out a scream in surprise and glared up at him.
“What are you doing?!”
He crawled over her and pinned her from escaping. “I’m not sure myself, but we’re going to find out.”
He really didn‘t know what he was doing. He was angry and depressed, but mostly hurt. Anger clouded his judgment and quit frankly he didn’t care anymore. His heart was broken by the only man he ever would let into his heart. Didn’t Nichkhun understood how fragile he was?
He glided a hand through Victoria’s hair and undid her bun. The action made Victoria threw her sunglasses at him, but she missed as he tilted to the side.
“Let me go! Wooyoung!”
She kicked her feet and flailed her arms, but Wooyoung ignored them as he thought to himself. Why couldn’t he picked him and not this little tramp? He was way better than her. Wasn’t he?
He grabbed her by the chin, freezing her. Victoria just stared at him in fright as he tilted her chin up. He rubbed his thumb on her bottom lip, leaning down towards her. “Let’s see what makes you better....”
+++
Nichkhun was feeling depressed. He probably ruined his chances to get closer to Wooyoung. He let out a sigh as he trudge down the sidewalk, heading towards Wooyoung’s. He wanted to talk to him again, at least to straighten some things out. He thought it over a little after that stunt in the alley. One, He needed to get laid and two, he needed to get whacked in the head. Okay, so maybe not having sex for a few good three weeks can mess up a person’s logic and that maybe not having sex for a few good three weeks can turn you into a douche bag. Still, even though it wasn’t the best idea, he did get a chance to kiss him again.
Nichkhun looked down and licked his lips as a frown crept on his face. He needed to see him and make-up with him. He was getting a bad vibe all day and seeing him would help ease his tension.
“Yah! Hyung!”
Nichkhun stopped and looked up to see Chansung running up to him. “What are you doing?”
Nichkhun smiled at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder once he was in range, bringing him close to him. “What am I doing? What are you doing? I missed you!”
Chansung chuckled and hugged him. “Work man. Just work.”
He lifted up a white box that held a delicious cake. Nichkhun licked his lips again, enjoying the smell coming from the box.
“Where’s mine?”
Chansung smiled at him. “You’ll get some on Wooyoung’s birthday.”
Nichkhun pouted. “But I want some now. His birthday is in two long days.”
“Too bad. You’ll just have to wait. Anyway, so our plans for his party is still a go?”
“Yep, Taecyeon said he can make it and Junsu said he might be a little late, but he’s still coming. How about your side?”
“Hyung, it’s Junho. You know how much he cares for Woo. He’s going.”
Nichkhun smiled and started to walk, pulling Chansung with him. “So heading?”
“To Junho’s work. I got to drop off a birthday cake for the principal.”
“Oh....” Nichkhun quickly turned around, heading towards the high school building. “I just passed that.”
Silence followed them until they caught in view the high school building. Nichkhun cleared his throat. “So, what are you going to get Wooyoung for his birthday?”
“What are you going to get him?”
Nichkhun playfully pinched Chansung in the cheek, making him leave Nichkhun’s side. “Stop answering my questions with a question. I know what I’m going to get him.”
Chansung laughed, rubbing his cheeks with his free hand, and walked back next to him. “Good.... So what is it?”
“My decision.”
Chansung lifted an eyebrow. “Your decision?”
Nichkhun looked over at him. “Yea, I thought about it long enough. It’s time for me to tell them.”
He let out a breath of air, feeling good about his decision. Chansung just shook his head, wondering what was going on through his hyung’s head. “You do know he’s cheating with my boyfriend, right?”
Nichkhun stopped and grabbed ahold of Chansung’s shoulder. “What?!”
Chansung laughed. “I’m kidding, but I wouldn’t be too surprise if Wooyoung gets with Junho as well as me. I’m not letting Junho go like that. Plus, I wouldn’t mind a three-some....”
“Chansung!”
Chansung just smiled at him and patted him on the back. “I’m just telling you in advance~ You’re not the only one he can go to. I know he cares for you, but once all your chances are gone, Hyung. Watch out.”
With that, Chansung, broke away from Nichkhun’s hold and walked ahead of him, spotting the two people, he just was talking about.
Nichkhun stared at Chansung’s back and shooked his head, turning around and heading back towards Wooyoung’s place. He wanted to laugh. How dare, Chansung thought that he would be able to take Wooyoung. Junho chances might be higher, but that didn’t matter, Wooyoung loved him.... Right? He may be irresponsible, sometimes, and may be an ass, sometimes, and may be an idiot, sometimes, but Wooyoung sees pass all that and continues to love him, right? Well, it doesn’t really matter, because even if Wooyoung stopped loving me, I would make him love me again.
Nichkhun chuckled. He was being selfish again. He hated himself for being like that. His selfishness hurted Wooyoung and he can’t forgive himself for that. His selfishness is also going to hurt Victoria. He can’t keep both people and he knew that from the start, still he had hoped for it, but after seeing Wooyoung’s tears last night, he made up his mind.
Nichkhun sighed and stopped walking. “I’m so stupid.... No, wait. I’m a ‘fucking idiot’.”
He looked around and noticed that he was near the park. “Hell, I went to far.”
He quickly turned around and started running towards Wooyoung’s apartment that was only a block away.
By the time he reached Wooyoung’s place, he noticed that a woman was standing at his apartment door. He quickly went behind the brick wall, near the steps. He was about to go up the stairs when he saw Wooyoung creeping towards the stairs. He went back towards his cover and watched Wooyoung go up the metal stairs.
“Who are you?” He heard Wooyoung said.
“Don’t tell me you forgot about me already?”
Nichkhun’s ears perked up from the woman’s voice. It sounded so familiar.
“Is that....” Nichkhun mumbled, but quiet down as Wooyoung finished for him.
“Victoria-ssi?!”
“Let’s talk inside.”
Nichkhun heard the jiggle of keys and the sound of the door unlocking and opening and closing again. He quickly, but quietly walked up the stairs. He placed his head against the door.
“What in the world is she doing here?” Nichkhun said, trying to pick up their conversation, but the door wasn’t helping.
“We--uh, fiance’? Huh? Marriage? Is she eloping with Wooyoung!”
Next Nichkhun heard Victoria scream and a soft thud. He quickly opened the unlocked door and ran inside. “Victoria!”
Wooyoung leaned back up, just before his lips could touch Victoria’s, and stared wide-eyed at the intruding figure, glaring at him.
“Ni-Nichkhun?!”
Nichkhun grab ahold of Wooyoung’s jacket and pulled him off of Victoria. He pushed him into the wall, making Wooyoung hit the wall with the back of his head. “What in the world are you doing, Woo?!”
Victoria, quickly stood up, grabbing her coat collar together with one hand. “I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He kissed me and--and tried to take my clothes off!”
Nichkhun looked over towards her. “Get out! Just get out of here!”
She quickly grab her stuff and ran out the apartment, taking her shoes with her. She never seen Nichkhun’s anger before and it scared her more than Wooyoung’s. Once the door slammed, Nichkhun punched the wall next to Wooyoung head, making Wooyoung winched, closing his eyes.
“What the hell!?” Nichkhun screamed, loosing himself in his anger. “With my girl? What is wrong with you?!”
Wooyoung bit his lip, but didn’t dare lift his head. “You don’t understand....”
“I don’t understand? I hell do understand about my friend’s lips on my girl’s.”
“I fucking didn’t even kiss her!” Wooyoung yelled, lifting his head up to glare at him.
“You know what? I don’t even care about that. I do care about the fact that you was going to kiss her. If I was just a second--”
Nichkhun bit his lip and moved away from Wooyoung, placing his hands on his hips. He was pissed. Beyond pissed. He couldn’t believe that Wooyoung would even-- He let out a sighed. He couldn’t even think about it. He glanced over at Wooyoung, who adverted his eyes from him. Why in the world was he even trying to kiss Victoria? Did he triggered something in him? Did Victoria tried to seduce him and he went for the bait? What in the world was going through his mind?
Wooyoung rub his hands together and slid down onto the floor, pulling his legs up. What was wrong with him. What in the world was he thinking of doing to Victoria. Just because he was jealous and just because he was angry, didn’t mean he had to stoop that low. He let out a puff of air and ran a hand through his hair. This was so degrading to him. She probably wasn't that great anyway.
Nichkhun calmed down some and walked back over towards Wooyoung, who flinched upon hearing him coming towards him. Wooyoung stood back up and tried to step back, only for his heels to hit the wall. Nichkhun grabbed Wooyoung’s collar and pulled him towards him. Wooyoung grabbed around his wrist.
“Let me go!”
“Don’t go near Victoria, okay?”
Wooyoung scuffed. “She said the same thing to me about you. Oh, the lovey dovey couple are so possessive. Yea, that’ll be my wedding present to you. Staying out of each of your lives.”
Nichkhun stared at him puzzled. “What wedding?”
Wooyoung bit the bottom of his lips, feeling his eyes stinging again. “Don’t play dumb? I heard it all from Victoria-ssi. Why didn’t you tell me you were engaged? Was you going to hold onto me until I was so fucking in love with you that I wouldn’t be able to let you go?! You’re one despicable person. I fucking hate you!”
“No, you don’t.” Nichkhun said, tightening his grip on Wooyoung’s collar.
“Leave me the fuck alone! You don’t have anymore days left. I’m ending our ties right now! I can’t take this shit anymore!”
Nichkhun opened his mouth to yell back at him, but closed it. What could he say that would cool his anger and make him change his mind? If he told him he loves him, would that just make him more pissed? He could forgive Wooyoung over the Victoria mess. He knew Wooyoung didn’t have any feelings for her. He let out a sigh. What could he do? He slowly released Wooyoung from his grip and stared at him.
Wooyoung pushed Nichkhun back. “Get out of my house, now!”
“Woo, you--”
Wooyoung put a hand up in front of Nichkhun’s mouth. “You’re a liar. I’m tired of your lies. I don’t want to hear anything from you. Get out, please....”
Nichkhun reached out to grab Wooyoung’s hands. Wooyoung quickly place his hands in his jacket pocket as Nichkhun’s fingers brushed his and looked down. “Please, leave my sight.”
Nichkhun let out a grunt in frustration and ran his fingers through his hair. He turned around, heading out of Wooyoung’s door. “Just don’t give up on me.”
Just as Nichkhun opened the door, Wooyoung spoked up. “I already did.”
Nichkhun paused and looked back to see Wooyoung staring at him, with tear-stained cheeks. He was crying. Wooyoung turned his head and headed towards his room, locking the door upon entering. Nichkhun let out another sigh and closed the door, leaving Wooyoung’s apartment. Tears started to fall down his cheeks. His strong exterior broke. He rubbed at his nose with his arm to wipe at the snot and tilted up his head, so that the tears could fall freely.
“Woo....” His voice croaked, “I fucking chose you....”
A/N 2: Well, I tried my best to convey each other’s emotions. I hoped you understand the vengeance Wooyoung was about to do. If not, just comment about it and I’ll tell you about it, cause it’s much easier to explain, lol. Thank you for reading and thank you for waiting *bows*.