Fic: Family Arc II - 8
Title: Family Arc II - 8
Author: vic_sim
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. I apologise for any incorrect portrayal of people or any inaccurate details mentioned in my story.
Pairing: None at the moment.
Category: Angst
Rating: NC-16 (just to be safe)
Summary: More phone calls. And the brother visits.
Arc I
Arc II
Kyuhyun sat on the sofa with a book in his hand. He wasn’t paying attention to the book. His mind kept drifting. For the past few days, Kyuhyun spent his time reading, watching Super Junior’s performances, doing physiotherapy and training his vocals. He gave his best to the latter two, not wanting to be left behind by the rest. It was only when he was at home that he realised how much he had gotten used to the noise around him such that he could not stand the silence in the house. It was almost oppressing. To some extend, the noise meant that Kyuhyun was not alone. Kyuhyun disliked being alone. His mind always wandered when he was alone. And usually not in a good direction.
However, that was not the case today. Kyuhyun found his mind travelling to the calls he had with his hyungs. He found himself looking forward to calling his hyungs every day, even if some weren’t all that pleasant. He was never sure what he would say, but Kyuhyun just wanted to listen to his hyungs’ voices. They blocked the nightmares. At least for a while. There was still some part of his mind that believed that he was being a nuisance, calling them every day. Kyuhyun had requested a copy of their schedule from his manager. One was to keep track of their performances such that he could watch it, and two was to make sure that he never called them when they were busy. Kyuhyun did not want to disturb them at all. Kyuhyun lied down on the sofa, giving up the pretence of reading, as he remembered the calls.
“Kyuhyunnie!” Eunhyuk shouted into the phone, excited.
“Yes, Eunhyuk-hyung?”
“I need you here! Donghae’s been winning on the games too often! He’s getting big-headed!”
Kyuhyun chuckled into the phone. He could almost picture Eunhyuk sulking at one corner after losing.
“I’m even losing to Kibum! And he never plays the game!” Eunhyuk whined into the phone.
Kyuhyun laughed. “Hyung. Kibum-hyung is brilliant at the games.”
“Really?”
“Why not you ask Hae-hyung to challenge Kibum-hyung?”
“Hmmm. Maybe I’ll do that. Thanks Kyu! You’re the best!”
“Shindong-hyung?”
“Kyuhyun! I’m glad you called! Have you eaten?”
“Yes, hyung.”
“Let me tell you about the most heavenly thing I ate today. It was chocolate. But not the normal chocolate. It had dark chocolate, milk chocolate, white chocolate …”
“Siwon-hyung, are you busy?”
“Nope. I always have time for you Kyuhyun.”
Kyuhyun blushed on the other side of the phone.
“How was your day Hyung?” Kyuhyun wanted to know. He wanted to feel included in their lives and not just be a spectator. He did not want to watch only.
Siwon conceded to Kyuhyun’s request. “We went on a show today …”
“Hello?”
“Kyu?”
“Hyung. I’m not disturbing you right?” Kyuhyun asked, hearing the tiredness in his hyung’s voice.
“Hyah. Of course. If you were, would I still be talking to you?” Heechul sat up on his bed, shaking the sleepiness out of his head.
Kyuhyun shook his head, not answering the question.
“Did you sleep well last night? Any nightmares?” Heechul decided to be direct. He had left the questions unanswered for too long.
“Hyung, I didn’t have any nightmares.” Technically Kyuhyun was not lying. He didn’t believe those to be nightmares. They were his memories.
“Kyu, I can tell when you’re lying.”
“…”
“Kyu, we can’t help you if you don’t let us.”
“Hyung. I’m not lying.” Kyuhyun protested weakly. He was not ready to share his memories with the rest.
“Kyu, we will always be there for you. Do not doubt us.”
Kyuhyun fell silent on the other side of the phone. He had no reply to that statement.
“Kyuhyunnie…” Heechul was getting frustrated. There was no progress if Kyuhyun refused to say anything.
“You must be tired Hyung. I’ll let you sleep. Good night.” Kyuhyun hung up the phone. Why am I running away from it? Kyuhyun stared at his phone.
“Young Master?”
Kyuhyun was shaken from his memory by Mdm Kim. He slowly sat up, giving a questioning look to Mdm Kim.
“Young Master, there’s a man outside looking for you. He claims he is your best friend’s brother.”
Kyuhyun snapped his head up. What? My best friend’s brother? But the only one who might come is…
“Young Master? Do you want to see him? If not I can chase him away.” Mdm Kim asked again.
Kyuhyun shook his head, indicating that he would go and see the person. Mdm Kim nodded and went to do her own things. Kyuhyun picked up one of his clutches and walked to the door.
It is Jong Ki’s brother.
The man looked up.
“Kyuhyun-sshi. Do you remember me?”
Kyuhyun was a little wary as their last meeting was still fresh in his mind. He nodded.
Jong Ki’s brother actually did come to apologise, but when he saw Kyuhyun at nearly the same age as his brother, his anger took over. He was reminded of the fact that Jong Ki would never grow old. He would forever remain eighteen. And yet, this boy in front of him did not seem to be suffering at all.
“I haven’t seen in for four years. How have you been? You must have been doing fine, seeing that you’re living at such a posh residence.”
Kyuhyun started to back away from him, sensing that something was wrong. Jong Ki’s brother grabbed him on the upper arm tightly.
“I hear you’re a singer. You must have a bright future. A future that my brother never had. A future that you took from him. If it weren’t for you, he would have been a brilliant doctor right now. He would be renowned throughout the world. It was you who ended his shine, his brilliance. And you don’t look the least bit remorseful.”
He had knocked away Kyuhyun’s clutches and pushed Kyuhyun up against the wall of his house. Kyuhyun gasped in pain as his back hit the wall. The pain was excruciating. Jong Ki’s brother hissed everything into Kyuhyun’s face, growing angry at the tears that rolled down Kyuhyun’s face.
“Why are you crying now? You didn’t cry when he died at the hospital. You didn’t cry at his funeral. You didn’t even attend his funeral. Some sort of best friend you are. You don’t even have the dignity to attend the funeral of the person whose death you caused. You don’t deserve to cry now. You don’t deserve to be called his best friend. Most importantly, you don’t deserve his friendship. You don’t deserve anything.”
Jong Ki’s brother said everything in a low tone staring directly into Kyuhyun’s eyes. Kyuhyun shuddered at the hatred that bored down on him. His mind kept repeating those words. It was a repeat of the accident again. The scenes flashed through his head.
“Hey! What are you doing?” A voice rang out from Kyuhyun’s left.
Jong Ki’s brother looked towards the voice before turning back to Kyuhyun.
“Remember what I said. You destroyed my brother’s life. No matter what you do, it will never be enough. Do you think your so-called friends will still be your friends when they know about what happened?”
He let go of Kyuhyun, who fell to the ground, his legs unable to support him. He turned and walked away, but not before leaving a few more words.
“Don’t ever come and find my family again. You’re not welcome.”
By then, the person who shouted had already reached them. Another person was behind him.
“Kyuhyun!” The person ignored Jong Ki’s brother and headed straight for the boy on the floor.
“Kyuhyun. Look at me. Kyuhyun.” Kyuhyun refused to look up.
“What did you do to him?”
“Just something he deserved.”
A punch hit him hard on the face. He fell to the pavement, his hand holding his split lips.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“I told you that if you ever dare to hurt Kyuhyun again, I will not let you off. Now do you want another taste of it? If not, scram.”
Jong Ki’s brother wiped the blood off his lips as he stood up. He glared before walking off.
Donghae had finally finished compiling the photos from Eeteuk’s surprised party. He had actually developed the photographs early, but did not have the time to compile them nicely. Now he had finally finished the photo album. Donghae had painstakingly labelled all the photos, writing tiny captions under every single one of them. He wanted to capture the moment as it was, and he wanted to share it with Kyuhyun. We should throw one too when he gets back. He placed the album into his backpack and left the room. He planned to use his break this afternoon to drop by Kyuhyun’s house. It had been a few days since they had seen him. And though Kyuhyun kept his promise to Eeteuk-hyung to call every night, it was not the same as spending time with him.
Donghae walked into the living room.
“Sungminnie, I’m going to visit Kyuhyunnie. Do you want to come as well?”
Sungmin was lounging on the sofa. He too had a break that afternoon. Immediately he sat up and nodded.
“I wanna go!” Sungmin rushed into his room, getting his bag with the box Mrs Kang gave him placed inside.
The two left the dormitory happy that they were going to see Kyuhyun.
As they were at the start of the street where Kyuhyun’s house was located, they saw two guys pinned against the wall. They looked at each other, wondering why two people were making out at a wall in the middle of the day when the sun was shining down so brightly. Their thoughts changed as they neared the pair.
It was Kyuhyun being pinned to the wall by another guy. And Kyuhyun looked scared.
“Hey! What are you doing?” Donghae shouted across, running towards the pair. Sungmin followed as well, eyes narrowing at the other man. They saw the man leaned into Kyuhyun, whispering some more words as Kyuhyun’s face twisted even more in fear. They sped up as Kyuhyun fell limply to the ground.
“Kyuhyun!”
Donghae reached there first, opting to go to Kyuhyun instead of confronting the unknown guy.
“Kyuhyun. Look at me Kyuhyun.” Donghae reached out to touch Kyuhyun, but he flinched away at the contact.
“What did you do to him?” Donghae asked furiously, wondering who in the world this guy was standing in front of him.
“Just something he deserved.”
A punch caused that guy to fall to the pavement. Donghae was a little shock, but overall very pleased. A tight smile formed on his face before turning his attention back to Kyuhyun.
“Kyuhyunnie? I’m Donghae. Can you look at me?”
Sungmin was right behind Donghae. He however chose to stop in front of Jong Ki’s brother. He glanced worriedly at Kyuhyun when he saw Kyuhyun shied away from Donghae’s touch. He felt fury boiling in him.
“What did you do to him?” That was the exact question Sungmin wanted to ask.
“Just something he deserved.” He said it so righteously that Sungmin immediately saw red.
Sungmin threw a punch at him, hitting him directly on the face, causing the guy’s lips to crack. It calmed his rage a little when the guy fell to the ground.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” How dare he ask?
“I told you that if you ever dare to hurt Kyuhyun again, I will not let you off. Now do you want another taste of it? If not, scram.” Sungmin said in a dangerously low tone. It set a shiver down Jong Ki’s brother’s back. He gave one last attempt to intimidate Sungmin before leaving.
Good riddance. If it was not for the fact that Sungmin was more worried about Kyuhyun, he would have continued in his revenge. I will get it another day.
For now, Sungmin focused his attention on their youngest. Donghae had managed to touch Kyuhyun, but Kyuhyun did not allow Donghae to hug him. Sungmin kneeled down on the other side of Kyuhyun.
“Kyuhyunnie. Shall we go into the house?”
Kyuhyun nodded without looking up. He tried to get up but couldn’t. Pain shot through his lower back, which hit the wall just now. Kyuhyun let out a pained gasp. Donghae and Sungmin heard it and were immediately worried.
“Kyu. Where does it hurt? Is it your back?”
Kyuhyun nodded, eyes glistening with tears - both in pain and in fear.
“Kyuhyunnie, I’ll carry you back in okay? Then we can check what’s wrong.” Donghae wanted to ask for permission from Kyuhyun to carry him. He didn’t want to make Kyuhyun more fearful, especially seeing how he flinched away from a mere touch.
Kyuhyun nodded, wanting to get back to the comforts of the sofa and take his medicine. Donghae gently slid his arms around Kyuhyun, one going under Kyuhyun’s shoulder and the other under his knees. Donghae stood up slowly. Even so, Kyuhyun still let out a pained moan. Donghae and Sungmin were really worried now.
Donghae walked hurriedly but steadily into the house as Sungmin grabbed the clutches and closed the door behind him. They wanted to settle Kyuhyun down and find out what was wrong.
Please be alright.
its 1.14am.i still didnt get to sleep before 1am.sigh.
this chapter is rather intense.i think i just created another character for people to dislike and punch.
Author: vic_sim
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the plot. I apologise for any incorrect portrayal of people or any inaccurate details mentioned in my story.
Pairing: None at the moment.
Category: Angst
Rating: NC-16 (just to be safe)
Summary: More phone calls. And the brother visits.
Arc I
Arc II
Kyuhyun sat on the sofa with a book in his hand. He wasn’t paying attention to the book. His mind kept drifting. For the past few days, Kyuhyun spent his time reading, watching Super Junior’s performances, doing physiotherapy and training his vocals. He gave his best to the latter two, not wanting to be left behind by the rest. It was only when he was at home that he realised how much he had gotten used to the noise around him such that he could not stand the silence in the house. It was almost oppressing. To some extend, the noise meant that Kyuhyun was not alone. Kyuhyun disliked being alone. His mind always wandered when he was alone. And usually not in a good direction.
However, that was not the case today. Kyuhyun found his mind travelling to the calls he had with his hyungs. He found himself looking forward to calling his hyungs every day, even if some weren’t all that pleasant. He was never sure what he would say, but Kyuhyun just wanted to listen to his hyungs’ voices. They blocked the nightmares. At least for a while. There was still some part of his mind that believed that he was being a nuisance, calling them every day. Kyuhyun had requested a copy of their schedule from his manager. One was to keep track of their performances such that he could watch it, and two was to make sure that he never called them when they were busy. Kyuhyun did not want to disturb them at all. Kyuhyun lied down on the sofa, giving up the pretence of reading, as he remembered the calls.
“Kyuhyunnie!” Eunhyuk shouted into the phone, excited.
“Yes, Eunhyuk-hyung?”
“I need you here! Donghae’s been winning on the games too often! He’s getting big-headed!”
Kyuhyun chuckled into the phone. He could almost picture Eunhyuk sulking at one corner after losing.
“I’m even losing to Kibum! And he never plays the game!” Eunhyuk whined into the phone.
Kyuhyun laughed. “Hyung. Kibum-hyung is brilliant at the games.”
“Really?”
“Why not you ask Hae-hyung to challenge Kibum-hyung?”
“Hmmm. Maybe I’ll do that. Thanks Kyu! You’re the best!”
“Shindong-hyung?”
“Kyuhyun! I’m glad you called! Have you eaten?”
“Yes, hyung.”
“Let me tell you about the most heavenly thing I ate today. It was chocolate. But not the normal chocolate. It had dark chocolate, milk chocolate, white chocolate …”
“Siwon-hyung, are you busy?”
“Nope. I always have time for you Kyuhyun.”
Kyuhyun blushed on the other side of the phone.
“How was your day Hyung?” Kyuhyun wanted to know. He wanted to feel included in their lives and not just be a spectator. He did not want to watch only.
Siwon conceded to Kyuhyun’s request. “We went on a show today …”
“Hello?”
“Kyu?”
“Hyung. I’m not disturbing you right?” Kyuhyun asked, hearing the tiredness in his hyung’s voice.
“Hyah. Of course. If you were, would I still be talking to you?” Heechul sat up on his bed, shaking the sleepiness out of his head.
Kyuhyun shook his head, not answering the question.
“Did you sleep well last night? Any nightmares?” Heechul decided to be direct. He had left the questions unanswered for too long.
“Hyung, I didn’t have any nightmares.” Technically Kyuhyun was not lying. He didn’t believe those to be nightmares. They were his memories.
“Kyu, I can tell when you’re lying.”
“…”
“Kyu, we can’t help you if you don’t let us.”
“Hyung. I’m not lying.” Kyuhyun protested weakly. He was not ready to share his memories with the rest.
“Kyu, we will always be there for you. Do not doubt us.”
Kyuhyun fell silent on the other side of the phone. He had no reply to that statement.
“Kyuhyunnie…” Heechul was getting frustrated. There was no progress if Kyuhyun refused to say anything.
“You must be tired Hyung. I’ll let you sleep. Good night.” Kyuhyun hung up the phone. Why am I running away from it? Kyuhyun stared at his phone.
“Young Master?”
Kyuhyun was shaken from his memory by Mdm Kim. He slowly sat up, giving a questioning look to Mdm Kim.
“Young Master, there’s a man outside looking for you. He claims he is your best friend’s brother.”
Kyuhyun snapped his head up. What? My best friend’s brother? But the only one who might come is…
“Young Master? Do you want to see him? If not I can chase him away.” Mdm Kim asked again.
Kyuhyun shook his head, indicating that he would go and see the person. Mdm Kim nodded and went to do her own things. Kyuhyun picked up one of his clutches and walked to the door.
It is Jong Ki’s brother.
The man looked up.
“Kyuhyun-sshi. Do you remember me?”
Kyuhyun was a little wary as their last meeting was still fresh in his mind. He nodded.
Jong Ki’s brother actually did come to apologise, but when he saw Kyuhyun at nearly the same age as his brother, his anger took over. He was reminded of the fact that Jong Ki would never grow old. He would forever remain eighteen. And yet, this boy in front of him did not seem to be suffering at all.
“I haven’t seen in for four years. How have you been? You must have been doing fine, seeing that you’re living at such a posh residence.”
Kyuhyun started to back away from him, sensing that something was wrong. Jong Ki’s brother grabbed him on the upper arm tightly.
“I hear you’re a singer. You must have a bright future. A future that my brother never had. A future that you took from him. If it weren’t for you, he would have been a brilliant doctor right now. He would be renowned throughout the world. It was you who ended his shine, his brilliance. And you don’t look the least bit remorseful.”
He had knocked away Kyuhyun’s clutches and pushed Kyuhyun up against the wall of his house. Kyuhyun gasped in pain as his back hit the wall. The pain was excruciating. Jong Ki’s brother hissed everything into Kyuhyun’s face, growing angry at the tears that rolled down Kyuhyun’s face.
“Why are you crying now? You didn’t cry when he died at the hospital. You didn’t cry at his funeral. You didn’t even attend his funeral. Some sort of best friend you are. You don’t even have the dignity to attend the funeral of the person whose death you caused. You don’t deserve to cry now. You don’t deserve to be called his best friend. Most importantly, you don’t deserve his friendship. You don’t deserve anything.”
Jong Ki’s brother said everything in a low tone staring directly into Kyuhyun’s eyes. Kyuhyun shuddered at the hatred that bored down on him. His mind kept repeating those words. It was a repeat of the accident again. The scenes flashed through his head.
“Hey! What are you doing?” A voice rang out from Kyuhyun’s left.
Jong Ki’s brother looked towards the voice before turning back to Kyuhyun.
“Remember what I said. You destroyed my brother’s life. No matter what you do, it will never be enough. Do you think your so-called friends will still be your friends when they know about what happened?”
He let go of Kyuhyun, who fell to the ground, his legs unable to support him. He turned and walked away, but not before leaving a few more words.
“Don’t ever come and find my family again. You’re not welcome.”
By then, the person who shouted had already reached them. Another person was behind him.
“Kyuhyun!” The person ignored Jong Ki’s brother and headed straight for the boy on the floor.
“Kyuhyun. Look at me. Kyuhyun.” Kyuhyun refused to look up.
“What did you do to him?”
“Just something he deserved.”
A punch hit him hard on the face. He fell to the pavement, his hand holding his split lips.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“I told you that if you ever dare to hurt Kyuhyun again, I will not let you off. Now do you want another taste of it? If not, scram.”
Jong Ki’s brother wiped the blood off his lips as he stood up. He glared before walking off.
Donghae had finally finished compiling the photos from Eeteuk’s surprised party. He had actually developed the photographs early, but did not have the time to compile them nicely. Now he had finally finished the photo album. Donghae had painstakingly labelled all the photos, writing tiny captions under every single one of them. He wanted to capture the moment as it was, and he wanted to share it with Kyuhyun. We should throw one too when he gets back. He placed the album into his backpack and left the room. He planned to use his break this afternoon to drop by Kyuhyun’s house. It had been a few days since they had seen him. And though Kyuhyun kept his promise to Eeteuk-hyung to call every night, it was not the same as spending time with him.
Donghae walked into the living room.
“Sungminnie, I’m going to visit Kyuhyunnie. Do you want to come as well?”
Sungmin was lounging on the sofa. He too had a break that afternoon. Immediately he sat up and nodded.
“I wanna go!” Sungmin rushed into his room, getting his bag with the box Mrs Kang gave him placed inside.
The two left the dormitory happy that they were going to see Kyuhyun.
As they were at the start of the street where Kyuhyun’s house was located, they saw two guys pinned against the wall. They looked at each other, wondering why two people were making out at a wall in the middle of the day when the sun was shining down so brightly. Their thoughts changed as they neared the pair.
It was Kyuhyun being pinned to the wall by another guy. And Kyuhyun looked scared.
“Hey! What are you doing?” Donghae shouted across, running towards the pair. Sungmin followed as well, eyes narrowing at the other man. They saw the man leaned into Kyuhyun, whispering some more words as Kyuhyun’s face twisted even more in fear. They sped up as Kyuhyun fell limply to the ground.
“Kyuhyun!”
Donghae reached there first, opting to go to Kyuhyun instead of confronting the unknown guy.
“Kyuhyun. Look at me Kyuhyun.” Donghae reached out to touch Kyuhyun, but he flinched away at the contact.
“What did you do to him?” Donghae asked furiously, wondering who in the world this guy was standing in front of him.
“Just something he deserved.”
A punch caused that guy to fall to the pavement. Donghae was a little shock, but overall very pleased. A tight smile formed on his face before turning his attention back to Kyuhyun.
“Kyuhyunnie? I’m Donghae. Can you look at me?”
Sungmin was right behind Donghae. He however chose to stop in front of Jong Ki’s brother. He glanced worriedly at Kyuhyun when he saw Kyuhyun shied away from Donghae’s touch. He felt fury boiling in him.
“What did you do to him?” That was the exact question Sungmin wanted to ask.
“Just something he deserved.” He said it so righteously that Sungmin immediately saw red.
Sungmin threw a punch at him, hitting him directly on the face, causing the guy’s lips to crack. It calmed his rage a little when the guy fell to the ground.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” How dare he ask?
“I told you that if you ever dare to hurt Kyuhyun again, I will not let you off. Now do you want another taste of it? If not, scram.” Sungmin said in a dangerously low tone. It set a shiver down Jong Ki’s brother’s back. He gave one last attempt to intimidate Sungmin before leaving.
Good riddance. If it was not for the fact that Sungmin was more worried about Kyuhyun, he would have continued in his revenge. I will get it another day.
For now, Sungmin focused his attention on their youngest. Donghae had managed to touch Kyuhyun, but Kyuhyun did not allow Donghae to hug him. Sungmin kneeled down on the other side of Kyuhyun.
“Kyuhyunnie. Shall we go into the house?”
Kyuhyun nodded without looking up. He tried to get up but couldn’t. Pain shot through his lower back, which hit the wall just now. Kyuhyun let out a pained gasp. Donghae and Sungmin heard it and were immediately worried.
“Kyu. Where does it hurt? Is it your back?”
Kyuhyun nodded, eyes glistening with tears - both in pain and in fear.
“Kyuhyunnie, I’ll carry you back in okay? Then we can check what’s wrong.” Donghae wanted to ask for permission from Kyuhyun to carry him. He didn’t want to make Kyuhyun more fearful, especially seeing how he flinched away from a mere touch.
Kyuhyun nodded, wanting to get back to the comforts of the sofa and take his medicine. Donghae gently slid his arms around Kyuhyun, one going under Kyuhyun’s shoulder and the other under his knees. Donghae stood up slowly. Even so, Kyuhyun still let out a pained moan. Donghae and Sungmin were really worried now.
Donghae walked hurriedly but steadily into the house as Sungmin grabbed the clutches and closed the door behind him. They wanted to settle Kyuhyun down and find out what was wrong.
Please be alright.
its 1.14am.i still didnt get to sleep before 1am.sigh.
this chapter is rather intense.i think i just created another character for people to dislike and punch.