Stolen Date: Chapter 1-Part 2
Chapter 1-Part 2
Eyes widening Siwon recognized Kyuhyun’s tone; mentally waging war within himself he battled whether or not it was worth the risk t0 interfere. Biting his thin lips he felt a chill run through his body. Shuddering he realized that he was most likely trapped between two of the most deadly men and they were both pissed. At him. Swallowing he spared a glance to look up at the man above him. Seeing Kyuhyun’s cold eyes and clenched jaw he frantically decided that he wanted anybody else in the word for a best friend and a boyfriend rather than the two men at the counter. Slowly he began to crawl away, yelping softly when the heel of Kyuhyun’s shoe met his fingers, pulling his hand back he nursed the wounded appendage, recognizing the warning he settled back against the counter, waiting for the other’s decision. Silently Kyuhyun glared at the other man behind the counter, neither one of them wavering in their eye contact.
Silently the man glared at Kyuhyun, jaw working before he straightened, exhaling slowly. “Fine.” He said coldly. “Then you can clean up this mess.”
“What?” Kyuhyun asked, voice faltering slightly in confusion.
“I said you can clean up this mess.” Straightening he looked at Kyuhyun, slinging his bag over his shoulder. “That means you have to spend the day with me.”
“What?!” Kyuhyun demanded.
“Spend the day with me.” The other stated coldly, arms crossing and hip cocking challengingly.
“You’re joking right?” Kyuhyun demanded.
“No.” the other dead panned. “If it’s your job to clean up his messes, then that means you clean up this one.” Spinning on his heal he headed for the door. “I’ll be back in an hour to get you, be ready.”
“Why the hell do I have to accompany you?” Kyuhyun screeched.
Pausing the other’s hand froze on the door handle, head bent before he softly responded, voice cracking as if to hold the tears. “Because, if he can’t keep his promise at least his keeper can.” Trudging through the door the chime slowly tolled after him. Stunned Kyuhyun watched the little hurricane disappear from sight.
Peeking over the counter Siwon looked out the window, eyes carefully watching out the opening before sighing in relief. Rubbing his hand sympathetically he slowly stood. Opening his mouth he saw the deadly look in the other’s eye, quickly deciding to keep his complaints about his hand to himself. Stretching he laced his fingers behind his head, grinning affably. Glancing at the corner of hi eye at his steaming friend.
“Well,” he chuckled pointlessly. “That was embarrassing.”
Glaring Kyuhyun rounded on him, causing the other to flinch.
“What the hell was that about?” he demanded furiously.
“Um,” Siwon paused grinning in what he hoped was a winning matter. “He found out?”
“I’m going to kill you.” Kyuhyun ground lowly, advancing on the cowering male.
“Wait!” Siwon screeched dodging beside the other and running to the back. “I don’t want to die a virgin!”
“I don’t even think your ass was born a virgin.” Kyuhyun growled lowly, following the other to the back.
“Y-yes I was!” Siwon claimed, dodging out of the other’s grasp.
“I’m going to fix it so that you die one.” Kyuhyun snarled, turning to grab at the other’s collar.
Eyes wide Siwon dodged around boxes, grateful for his quick reflexes. “I really rather you didn’t.” he smiled charmingly, yelping when a bag of coffee went flying at his head. “Yah!” he screamed worriedly, “Are you trying to kill me?!”
“That was the idea.” Kyuhyun leered, hurling another bag at the other’s head. Deftly catching the other by the shirt, slamming him into the wall he pinned him beneath his arm, smoldering eyes inches before the other’s. “Now, what the hell was that about?” he ground lowly.
“I-I don’t know.” Siwon stammered his feet and hands going cold. Licking his lips he winced slightly when the other slammed him once more.
“Why don’t we rack that little bird brain of yours and try to know?” Kyuhyun growled. “Why did you hide and why the hell did I get mixed up in your dam messes again?”
“Because you love me?” Siwon smiled cheekily.
“You’re trying my patience.” Kyuhyun ground lowly.
“He-he’s my boyfriend and I cheated on him.” Siwon said uncertainly, voice coming out as a rasp as Kyuhyun’s arm pressed further into his throat.
“I already know that.” Kyuhyun hissed irately. “Why the hell am I accompanying him and what the hell did you promise this time?”
“I do-don’t remember promising him anything!” Siwon objected, throwing his hands up in surrender when Kyuhyun growled dangerously. “Honestly!”
“Then why the hell do I have to accompany him? What’s it for?!”
“I don’t know!” Siwon chirped fearfully.
“U-um excuse me?” a small voice said uncertainly.
“What?” Kyuhyun demanded angrily.
“Help.” Siwon pleaded, catching the large eyes of the frail boy before him.
“Shut-up.” Kyuhyun hissed, glaring at Siwon angrily. “What is it Ryeowook?” he asked, trying to level his voice.
“Well, uh, you’re kind of loud.” He said softly. “It’s scaring the customers.
“Sorry.” Kyuhyun stated imperturbably. “Give them free samples and this idiot will be out in a bit to help take their orders.”
“Right.” Ryeowook nodded, pausing at the door. “What about you?”
“I’m leaving early.” Kyuhyun stated coldly pushing himself off of Siwon. “Tell boss I’m sick.”
Siwon inhaled gratefully, sighing appreciatively when Kyuhyun released him. “Wait!” he rasped, rubbing his throat. “You’re actually going to go with him?!”
“He said he was coming back didn’t he?” Kyuhyun asked coldly, slipping from the apron about him.
“Bu-but you can’t? I mean why?!” he demanded fearfully.
“You made him cry.” Kyuhyun stated simply, the other’s tear filled eyes flashing before his face. The small white hand placed uncertainly on the door before he left. Pursing his lips in concentration the image caused Kyuhyun’s heart to wrench.
“That never mattered to you before.” Siwon objected, leaping out of the other’s way as he stomped about.
“None of them ever talked back either.” Kyuhyun smirked, loosening his tie. “Pulling it from his neck he looked at Siwon coldly. “This is your last warning, one more mess and I’m going to be giving you a free sex change.” He glared maliciously.
“Y-I understand.” Siwon squeaked, shrinking from the younger male.
“Good.” Kyuhyun smiled sweetly, combing the wavy hair from his eyes. “Now I expect you to clean this mess up and help out properly while I’m gone.”
“Bu-but you’re the one who threw them!” Siwon objected. Squeaking he quickly adverted his gaze from the other. “N-never mind I understand.” He hastily amended.
“Good.” Kyuhyun smirked, throwing his apron at the other. “You’ll need this.” Turning on his heel he strode for the back door, grabbing his jacket. “Oh and one more thing.”
“Yes?” Siwon asked cautiously.
“What’s his name again?”
“Sungmin. Lee Sungmin.”
“Hmmmm,” Kyuhyun mused, a slight smile on his lips. “Sungmin-ah huh?”
Watching him leave Siwon felt his shoulders relax. Slumping against the box he mentally reminded himself to no longer let people know where he worked.
“I don’t understand you.” A slight voice said simply.
Yelping Siwon jumped back, holding his ear where the other’s breath had ghosted over it. “Yah! I thought you left!”
“I really don’t understand you.” Ryeowook pouted, ignoring his remark. “You’re like, three times his size and you’re still terrified of him.”
“That’s because that little bastard is terrifying!” Siwon objected.
Arching a brow Ryeowook shrugged neutrally. “If you say so hyung.”
“He is really!” Siwon pleaded, scrambling to his feet.
“Uh-huh.” Ryeowook simply replied, pushing his way through the door. “Whatever you say hyung.”
Leaping when his pocket vibrated Siwon flipped his phone open, reading the quick message.
I mean it Wonnie~, Do your job properly. I have had enough.
-Kyu.
Groaning Siwon slipped the apron over his head, wondering what the hell he had done this time. Catching Ryeowook’s skeptic glance through the door window he shook his head.
“The poor bastard wouldn’t know.” He sighed dejectedly. “He hasn’t pissed off the evil maknae yet.”
A/N: So what do you think? O.o