Our Lives Weren't Our Lives Anymore (15/19)
Title: Our Lives Weren't Our Lives Anymore
Characters: Key, Onew, Minho, Taemin, Jonghyun and some other characters
Rating: PG-13 - NC-17
Genre: Angst, AU, Romance, Smut (for certain chapters)
Status: On Going
Summary:
Tried living their suffering lives...
Tried to escape all obstacles...
Tried to get their happiness...
They needed a long, long way...
Those were their lives...
ONEW'S POV
STRESSED! Yes, I'm stressed. I don't lead my life properly. Go hang out after school, go to the club, do whatever, and go home at midnight. I'm searching the right person to help me get my revenge to Key.
I'm in a club now. I'm bored. I look around and take a seat in front of the counter.
"What do you like to drink?" The bartender asked me.
"Silver bullet." I said to him without look at him.
"It's too heavy for an underage teen like you."
I turn my face to him, "Whatever! I want to drink until I collapse tonight! And what's your problem with that, huh?"
He sighs and give me the glass, "I don't know what's your problem, but I'll wait here until you collapse."
"Huh! I don't care!" And I drink it until it's empty and order some more.
THE BARTENDER'S POV
I don't know what's that boy's problem, but whatever is that, the problem hits him so bad. Well, there are seven empty glasses in front of him. He've drunk all of those liquors. He has collapsed for twenty minutes now. I sigh and put my cap off. I walk out from the counter toward the boy's body.
"Hey, Changmin! What are you doing?" I hear someone asked me and he's Yunho-hyung.
"I'll take care of this boy, Yunho-hyung. He collapses. Please replace me."
He nods and replaces my shift. I bring his hand around my neck and my hand wraps his waist. I bring him into the dress room.
"Well, lucky, he's lighter than I though."
What should I do know? And I see his wallet in his pocket. I pick it and find his identity. Well, his address isn't that far from here. I glance at him and lift his body.
Tomorrow is a school day. But, can he attend at school? Well, whatever, that's not my own business. I lay him on the back seat of my car and drive slowly. I don't want to make him awake. And I arrive in front of an apartment.
Okay, where's he lives? What floor? Aish, I didn't think about it before. Ah! Cell phone! I take his phone and try to find a contact. Okay, it's hard. There are so many contact here. Suddenly, someone calls his phone, it's written 'Minho' on the display. Thanks God! I accept it.
"Onew-hyung! Where are you?! Both of us worry about you!! Go home fast!! It's midnight now!!" A deep voice stabbed my ear.
"Wowowo~uh...first I'm not uhm...your Onew-hyung."
"Eh?? Who are you?! Where's Onew-hyung??"
"Hey, hey, calm down. He collapsed in the club after he had drunk seven glasses of liquors. And I find his address from his identity. And I bring him. Uhmm, well, I'm in front of his apartment but I don't what floor that he lived on."
"Oh, I see! Collapse?! Crap, how could he!? Okay, uhmm, we live on the seventh floor. And the number is 733."
"Okay, I'll bring him there."
"Thank you, and we're sorry for what happened."
"It's okay."
And the phone's hung up.
"Well, lucky you have dongsaengs that worry about you. I live alone." I said to that unconscious boy.
As I reached his apartment, I push the bell. And a tall boy opens the door.
"Aish! Onew-hyung! I'm sorry, ah, please come in."
He gives me the way.
"Just lay him on the couch." He said.
"Er~, I think it's not a good idea. I'll bring him into his room, where's it?" I said.
"Ah, you're right." And he leads the way toward a room.
I lay him on his bed gently, "I'm gonna go home...Whoa~!!"
Okay, I'm just gonna stand up but that Onew boy push me to the bed again.
His left hand makes a way around my neck and he rests his head on my chest and whispers, "Please...Don't leave me alone...Key..."
Well, I don't know who's 'Key', but whoever is it, perhaps he or she is the one who have to take responsibility about this poor boy.
I glance to the tall boy, he's looked sad.
"Ah, what should we do...?" He said desperately.
"Uhm, well, I'm off tomorrow, well, if you don't mind, I'll stay here until he's awake. I can't go from this position...I think."
Yeah, he rests his head on my chest. His left hand wraps my neck tight. And the another makes its way on my waist.
That tall boy sighs, "Sorry to make you into trouble. I'm Minho by the way. And you, hyung?"
"It's okay, Minho. I'm Changmin. And you can call me just Changmin. Don't call me hyung. It sounds old."
He smiles, and suddenly I see a small boy in front of the room.
"Oh, and this is Taemin."
The small boy gives me a bow.
"I'm sorry to make you get into trouble, Changmin-ssi." He said.
I shake my head, "It's okay. Ah, but if you don't mind, can you tell me what's his problem?"
They send a glance each other, and Minho says, "Okay. It's a long story..."
*
After they told me everything about this Onew-boy, they go to their own room. I look the boy beside me. Well, he's such a poor boy. And the important is he didn't move his position even an inch. I let my right hand makes its way to his soft hair. And I stroke it slowly. I see his peaceful face. He's too innocent to has that problem. I can feel the smell of his hair. It smells mint. Although the smell mixed up with some liquor favors, I still smell the mint. His cheeks redden, the effect from those liquors. His lips...I can't stop staring at his lips...
Okay! Shim Changmin! Get a rid of your self! I thought.
I let my left hand wraps his waist. Pull him closer. I let out a sigh. And try to sleep.
ONEW'S POV
I wake up. I feel so comfort and warm. I really love these feeling. I feel my hand is wrapping someone's waist. Although I don't know who is he, I feel comfort in his embrace.
I open my eyes slowly and look up. Who's he? I don't know who's he. Wait. He's that bartender. Who served me last night. What is he doing here? In my room. Am I really in my room? I look around, yes, this is my room.
I look his face. So peaceful. I pull his hair, which on his face, aside. And I rest my hand on his warm cheek. Suddenly, he opens his eyes. The eyes are so...I don't know...beautiful...?
"You're awake already, kiddo?" He asked me.
"Who are you?" I asked him, but I still don't take my hand from his cheek.
He chuckles, "Will you trust me if I say I'm your angel?"
"No."
His smile's getting wider. His eyes become a straight line. Ah~, why's my heart pounds hard?
"Okay then little boy, I'm Changmin, your bartender last night. I brought you here last night, but when I was gonna go home, you trapped me. So, I'm here now."
My cheeks become hot, "Di...did I do something...uhm...embarrassed?"
He laughs, "No. Beside you pulled me to your bed and wrapped your hands around my waist and my neck."
What?! Did I do that?! How could I??! Aish!
I cover my face with my hands, "I...I'm sorry...I...di...didn't mean to..."
He laughs again, "It's okay little boy. Wait your name is Onew, right?"
I nod.
"Can you give me your real name?"
I nod again, "Jinki. Lee Jinki."
He's thinking for a while before asks, "Do all your friends call you Onew?"
I nod, okay, once again.
He smiles, "So, I just will call you Jinki."
"Why?"
"So, it means I'm different from the others."
I blush again.
Suddenly, he wakes up, "I'm sure you'll feel dizzy if you wake up. You drank many liquors last night. I'll borrow your kitchen. I'll make you breakfast."
"No! You're a guest." I stand up and I feel world moves around fast.
And he holds me, "Wo~~! Easy, little boy. I've told you. Dizzy, right?"
He lifts me up and lays me again on my bed.
But, when he's gonna walk away, I feel my hand grabs his wrist, reflex.
"What's wrong, Jinki?" He asked me.
"Ah...I just...I'm not hungry...don't go anywhere..."
He sighs and lays beside me again. And he wraps my waist, AGAIN! God, why is my heart pounding fast?! I love Key, don't I?
"Okay. I'll stay here."
I nod.
"Jinki, your friends, Minho and Taemin, had told me everything. About your...uhm...Key?"
My body stiffen as he said Key's name.
He continues, "They said, you search a person who can help you to take your revenge to him. Is that true?"
I don't answer him. I hide my face on his chest. Suddenly, he touches my chin and brings it up.
"Jinki, is that true?"
I hesitate. Should I tell him? And I nod.
He smiles, "So, how if I say that I can help you, little boy?"
KEY'S POV
Jjong. Okay, I love Onew-hyung! I love him so much! But, now, Jjong...I don't know...I feel something for him...is it love? No! No, it's pity! No, not love! Just a pity! His expression...I imagine it again...
DING!! DONG!!
What the hell!? God, that voice always scared me! Well, it's just a big clock's voice. It signs that it's midnight now. Ah~! Thirsty...I'll get some water and go to the dreamland.
I open my door slowly, I don't want anybody wakes up. I tip toeing to the kitchen and take a glass of water. When I'm on half way toward my room, I hear a voice.
"No...please! Teacher! Don't whip me! I'll study but stop it! Please! No!! It hurts!"
Jjong? I see his room's door. It's closed. I walk toward it and stick my ear on it.
"No!! Teacher, please!! It hurts!!"
What's happening to him?! Suddenly, I feel someone pats my shoulder. I jump a little.
"Leeteuk-hyung! God! Can't you not making me scared?!" I hissed to him as I turned around and found him.
"What are you doing here, Key?"
"Jjong! Yes, Leeteuk-hyung! Something's happening inside! I heard Jjong's screaming!"
He sighs and open the door slowly. I can see Jjong's body is trembling on his bad. He gets a....nightmare? I see Leeteuk-hyung lifts Jjong's body and hugs him. His hand strokes Jjong's hair while another rubs Jjong's back. And I can see Jjong's body is relaxed, slowly. And Leeteuk-hyung lays him back on the bed. Turn off the lamp and walk toward me, who standing still in front of the door.
"Leeteuk-hyung, from your reaction earlier, it happens often, right?" I asked him. Well, his reaction before was too calm.
He smiles weakly and looks the ceiling, "Often. I hope it happens often. So, he'll get some more peaceful sleep."
"What? I don't understand..."
He turns his head, faces me, "It doesn't happen often Key. But, every single night. It has happened for five years now. And what I can do is just calm him down, like what you saw before."
"Why don't you bring him to a physician, Hyung?" I asked him.
He smiles weakly, "Will he want to go?"
I understand. He's Kim Jonghyun. He won't want to go to physician. I glance at Jjong's body, which now relaxed on his bed.
Are his memories that...bad?
Characters: Key, Onew, Minho, Taemin, Jonghyun and some other characters
Rating: PG-13 - NC-17
Genre: Angst, AU, Romance, Smut (for certain chapters)
Status: On Going
Summary:
Tried living their suffering lives...
Tried to escape all obstacles...
Tried to get their happiness...
They needed a long, long way...
Those were their lives...
ONEW'S POV
STRESSED! Yes, I'm stressed. I don't lead my life properly. Go hang out after school, go to the club, do whatever, and go home at midnight. I'm searching the right person to help me get my revenge to Key.
I'm in a club now. I'm bored. I look around and take a seat in front of the counter.
"What do you like to drink?" The bartender asked me.
"Silver bullet." I said to him without look at him.
"It's too heavy for an underage teen like you."
I turn my face to him, "Whatever! I want to drink until I collapse tonight! And what's your problem with that, huh?"
He sighs and give me the glass, "I don't know what's your problem, but I'll wait here until you collapse."
"Huh! I don't care!" And I drink it until it's empty and order some more.
THE BARTENDER'S POV
I don't know what's that boy's problem, but whatever is that, the problem hits him so bad. Well, there are seven empty glasses in front of him. He've drunk all of those liquors. He has collapsed for twenty minutes now. I sigh and put my cap off. I walk out from the counter toward the boy's body.
"Hey, Changmin! What are you doing?" I hear someone asked me and he's Yunho-hyung.
"I'll take care of this boy, Yunho-hyung. He collapses. Please replace me."
He nods and replaces my shift. I bring his hand around my neck and my hand wraps his waist. I bring him into the dress room.
"Well, lucky, he's lighter than I though."
What should I do know? And I see his wallet in his pocket. I pick it and find his identity. Well, his address isn't that far from here. I glance at him and lift his body.
Tomorrow is a school day. But, can he attend at school? Well, whatever, that's not my own business. I lay him on the back seat of my car and drive slowly. I don't want to make him awake. And I arrive in front of an apartment.
Okay, where's he lives? What floor? Aish, I didn't think about it before. Ah! Cell phone! I take his phone and try to find a contact. Okay, it's hard. There are so many contact here. Suddenly, someone calls his phone, it's written 'Minho' on the display. Thanks God! I accept it.
"Onew-hyung! Where are you?! Both of us worry about you!! Go home fast!! It's midnight now!!" A deep voice stabbed my ear.
"Wowowo~uh...first I'm not uhm...your Onew-hyung."
"Eh?? Who are you?! Where's Onew-hyung??"
"Hey, hey, calm down. He collapsed in the club after he had drunk seven glasses of liquors. And I find his address from his identity. And I bring him. Uhmm, well, I'm in front of his apartment but I don't what floor that he lived on."
"Oh, I see! Collapse?! Crap, how could he!? Okay, uhmm, we live on the seventh floor. And the number is 733."
"Okay, I'll bring him there."
"Thank you, and we're sorry for what happened."
"It's okay."
And the phone's hung up.
"Well, lucky you have dongsaengs that worry about you. I live alone." I said to that unconscious boy.
As I reached his apartment, I push the bell. And a tall boy opens the door.
"Aish! Onew-hyung! I'm sorry, ah, please come in."
He gives me the way.
"Just lay him on the couch." He said.
"Er~, I think it's not a good idea. I'll bring him into his room, where's it?" I said.
"Ah, you're right." And he leads the way toward a room.
I lay him on his bed gently, "I'm gonna go home...Whoa~!!"
Okay, I'm just gonna stand up but that Onew boy push me to the bed again.
His left hand makes a way around my neck and he rests his head on my chest and whispers, "Please...Don't leave me alone...Key..."
Well, I don't know who's 'Key', but whoever is it, perhaps he or she is the one who have to take responsibility about this poor boy.
I glance to the tall boy, he's looked sad.
"Ah, what should we do...?" He said desperately.
"Uhm, well, I'm off tomorrow, well, if you don't mind, I'll stay here until he's awake. I can't go from this position...I think."
Yeah, he rests his head on my chest. His left hand wraps my neck tight. And the another makes its way on my waist.
That tall boy sighs, "Sorry to make you into trouble. I'm Minho by the way. And you, hyung?"
"It's okay, Minho. I'm Changmin. And you can call me just Changmin. Don't call me hyung. It sounds old."
He smiles, and suddenly I see a small boy in front of the room.
"Oh, and this is Taemin."
The small boy gives me a bow.
"I'm sorry to make you get into trouble, Changmin-ssi." He said.
I shake my head, "It's okay. Ah, but if you don't mind, can you tell me what's his problem?"
They send a glance each other, and Minho says, "Okay. It's a long story..."
*
After they told me everything about this Onew-boy, they go to their own room. I look the boy beside me. Well, he's such a poor boy. And the important is he didn't move his position even an inch. I let my right hand makes its way to his soft hair. And I stroke it slowly. I see his peaceful face. He's too innocent to has that problem. I can feel the smell of his hair. It smells mint. Although the smell mixed up with some liquor favors, I still smell the mint. His cheeks redden, the effect from those liquors. His lips...I can't stop staring at his lips...
Okay! Shim Changmin! Get a rid of your self! I thought.
I let my left hand wraps his waist. Pull him closer. I let out a sigh. And try to sleep.
ONEW'S POV
I wake up. I feel so comfort and warm. I really love these feeling. I feel my hand is wrapping someone's waist. Although I don't know who is he, I feel comfort in his embrace.
I open my eyes slowly and look up. Who's he? I don't know who's he. Wait. He's that bartender. Who served me last night. What is he doing here? In my room. Am I really in my room? I look around, yes, this is my room.
I look his face. So peaceful. I pull his hair, which on his face, aside. And I rest my hand on his warm cheek. Suddenly, he opens his eyes. The eyes are so...I don't know...beautiful...?
"You're awake already, kiddo?" He asked me.
"Who are you?" I asked him, but I still don't take my hand from his cheek.
He chuckles, "Will you trust me if I say I'm your angel?"
"No."
His smile's getting wider. His eyes become a straight line. Ah~, why's my heart pounds hard?
"Okay then little boy, I'm Changmin, your bartender last night. I brought you here last night, but when I was gonna go home, you trapped me. So, I'm here now."
My cheeks become hot, "Di...did I do something...uhm...embarrassed?"
He laughs, "No. Beside you pulled me to your bed and wrapped your hands around my waist and my neck."
What?! Did I do that?! How could I??! Aish!
I cover my face with my hands, "I...I'm sorry...I...di...didn't mean to..."
He laughs again, "It's okay little boy. Wait your name is Onew, right?"
I nod.
"Can you give me your real name?"
I nod again, "Jinki. Lee Jinki."
He's thinking for a while before asks, "Do all your friends call you Onew?"
I nod, okay, once again.
He smiles, "So, I just will call you Jinki."
"Why?"
"So, it means I'm different from the others."
I blush again.
Suddenly, he wakes up, "I'm sure you'll feel dizzy if you wake up. You drank many liquors last night. I'll borrow your kitchen. I'll make you breakfast."
"No! You're a guest." I stand up and I feel world moves around fast.
And he holds me, "Wo~~! Easy, little boy. I've told you. Dizzy, right?"
He lifts me up and lays me again on my bed.
But, when he's gonna walk away, I feel my hand grabs his wrist, reflex.
"What's wrong, Jinki?" He asked me.
"Ah...I just...I'm not hungry...don't go anywhere..."
He sighs and lays beside me again. And he wraps my waist, AGAIN! God, why is my heart pounding fast?! I love Key, don't I?
"Okay. I'll stay here."
I nod.
"Jinki, your friends, Minho and Taemin, had told me everything. About your...uhm...Key?"
My body stiffen as he said Key's name.
He continues, "They said, you search a person who can help you to take your revenge to him. Is that true?"
I don't answer him. I hide my face on his chest. Suddenly, he touches my chin and brings it up.
"Jinki, is that true?"
I hesitate. Should I tell him? And I nod.
He smiles, "So, how if I say that I can help you, little boy?"
KEY'S POV
Jjong. Okay, I love Onew-hyung! I love him so much! But, now, Jjong...I don't know...I feel something for him...is it love? No! No, it's pity! No, not love! Just a pity! His expression...I imagine it again...
DING!! DONG!!
What the hell!? God, that voice always scared me! Well, it's just a big clock's voice. It signs that it's midnight now. Ah~! Thirsty...I'll get some water and go to the dreamland.
I open my door slowly, I don't want anybody wakes up. I tip toeing to the kitchen and take a glass of water. When I'm on half way toward my room, I hear a voice.
"No...please! Teacher! Don't whip me! I'll study but stop it! Please! No!! It hurts!"
Jjong? I see his room's door. It's closed. I walk toward it and stick my ear on it.
"No!! Teacher, please!! It hurts!!"
What's happening to him?! Suddenly, I feel someone pats my shoulder. I jump a little.
"Leeteuk-hyung! God! Can't you not making me scared?!" I hissed to him as I turned around and found him.
"What are you doing here, Key?"
"Jjong! Yes, Leeteuk-hyung! Something's happening inside! I heard Jjong's screaming!"
He sighs and open the door slowly. I can see Jjong's body is trembling on his bad. He gets a....nightmare? I see Leeteuk-hyung lifts Jjong's body and hugs him. His hand strokes Jjong's hair while another rubs Jjong's back. And I can see Jjong's body is relaxed, slowly. And Leeteuk-hyung lays him back on the bed. Turn off the lamp and walk toward me, who standing still in front of the door.
"Leeteuk-hyung, from your reaction earlier, it happens often, right?" I asked him. Well, his reaction before was too calm.
He smiles weakly and looks the ceiling, "Often. I hope it happens often. So, he'll get some more peaceful sleep."
"What? I don't understand..."
He turns his head, faces me, "It doesn't happen often Key. But, every single night. It has happened for five years now. And what I can do is just calm him down, like what you saw before."
"Why don't you bring him to a physician, Hyung?" I asked him.
He smiles weakly, "Will he want to go?"
I understand. He's Kim Jonghyun. He won't want to go to physician. I glance at Jjong's body, which now relaxed on his bed.
Are his memories that...bad?