Title: Broken [1/6]
Author: FloweryMisha
Pairing(s): JongKey, 2Min
Warning: BoyxBoy love. Enough said.
Summary: Jonghyun and Key are married, but after several years of marriage, Key asked for a divorce. Desperate, Jonghyun comes to a famous lawyer to ask him to change Key's mind.
Choi Minho is a famous lawyer. He's smart and charming, also cold to people. His partner, Lee Taemin, is so beautiful, that they make such a beatiful couple. However, they’re not a couple yet. Sometimes Taemin wondered if he should make the first move...Minho was such a clueless man sometimes. Wait, most of the time.
Maybe it’s because his coldness that i’m attracted to him, Taemin smiled inwardly.
They just won a case several days ago, the client was perfectly satisfied and couldn’t thank them enough. As a lawyer, he knows that he still should fight for justice and do what’s right. Plus he can’t easily be manipulated. Oh, how Taemin so proud to be by his side.
“I guess now that we still got nothing to work on, might as well working on this pile sheets,” Taemin smiled, gestured at the papers Minho’s been refusing to work on. “Now don’t give me that look-“
He was interrupted by knocking on the door. Minho smirked and pointed the door, “A job.”
Taemin sighed.
The door was opened and a very good looking man walked in. He bowed politely to both of them. Taemin stood up, smiled and gestured the man to sit on the couch. His spiky hair up, his manly looks, he’s...he’s so handsome. Taemin was a bit gawking at the appearance, which he quickly stopped when Minho cleared his throat.
“Good morning, i’m Choi Minho,” Minho introduced himself and offered his hand.
They shook hand, and the very good looking man introduced himself, “Good morning, my name is Kim Jonghyun.”
“Kim Jonghyun-the Kim Jonghyun?”, Taemin gawked even more.
Minho gave him a look.
“You’re one of the richest man in the business. Now, what can I do for you?”
As Jonghyun sat on the couch, his face became gloomy and unconsciously touched his finger. His ring finger.
Minho caught the sight. “So you’re married, I see.”
“Yes...I, I was wondering if you could help me with it.”
“With your marriage?”, Minho raised his brows.
“I love him so much,” Jonghyun stated as he stared at the ring. It was a nice white gold ring, simple, yet elegant. Taemin bet the ring would have too many zeros in the price. “But he...asked for a divorce several days ago.”
Taemin glanced at Minho. But Minho kept his eyes fixed to Jonghyun.
“Look, I came here because most of my friends who were your clients, were so satisfied with the results they got. I didn’t know where to go, so I came here, hoping that...that you would try and changed my husband’s mind.”
Taemin almost snorted.
“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be rude, but...this isn’t actually our job, to change someone’s mind, right? I mean, if he’s filing for divorce then the least we could do is to process it, but if you want to change his mind, don’t you have to go to couple’s counselor or something?” Taemin frowned.
“He just won’t listen...”, Jonghyun sighed heavily. “And I kept saying no. I don’t want him to leave. I don’t want to divorce him.”
“Is it about the money?”, Minho was curious.
“I don’t care if all he ever wants is the money, we were together before I had money and we were happy. He didn’t ask much of me.”
Jonghyun fell silent.
“I don’t care, if he wants money, he can have it. I just...i just can’t, without him by my side...”
Jonghyun brought his hands to his face. For a start, Taemin was feeling pity. If you look at the man, he easily can get anything, or anyone he wants. But he’s being so loyal. Loyal...like Taemin to Minho? His heart aches.
Taemin still wasn’t sure if they should take the case, but Minho nodded. “I’ll take the case.”
“You will? For sure?”, Jonghyun’s face was delighted.
“I will try to talk to your husband...just leave your number and everything we need here. But I can’t promise you anything, but I will try.”
“Thank God...thank you, it means a lot to me,” Jonghyun sighed in relief.
After a while talking about what Minho would need, Jonghyun left.
“This is the first time we’ve ever taken a case like this. Are you sure?” Taemin frowned.
“Did you see that guy?”
“Huh?”
“He’s desperate. He’s hurt. I want to see the person who does it succesfully to him,” Minho said cooly. “Because he’s deeply in love.”
***
The next day.
Minho and Taemin arrived at a very huge house. And huge means...super huge. Taemin couldn’t stop gawking. Just to be able to break in may be a wonderful success. He could see gardeners, maids, and guards wandering on the yard. There must be like, hundreds of them. He thought houses like this only exist somewhere in the dream.
Then this must be the dream house? Man, isn’t his husband so lucky?
“Good morning. May I help you?”, one of the guards approach them.
“I’m Mr. Jonghyun’s lawyer, I believe we have an appointment with Mr Kim,” Minho said.
“Yes, Mr. Jonghyun mentioned it earlier. Please come in.”
“Minho, you weren’t joking when you said he was one of the richest in business!”, Taemin whispered as the head butler guided them inside. “Um, excuse me, do they have kids?”
“Mr. Kim doesn’t have any kids, and they’re still not planning to have any,” the head butler smiled. “What is it?”
“Oh,” Taemin blushed. “A house this big for the both of them? Must be lonely...”
“Mr. Kibum wanted to live on a condo or an apartment, but since Mr. Jonghyun spent a lot of time on a trip for business, he didn’t want his husband to feel all alone, so he insisted on them staying here. Is it enough?”
Minho glared at Taemin. “Yes, thank you, Sir, it would be enough.”
The head butler finally stopped walking and opened a big white door. “Mr. Kim will meet you here, please wait inside.”
“Thank you.”
As they entered the room --Taemin was sure it’s a living room-- the head butler closed the door and left. Minho seated himself on the couch, but Taemin couldn’t stop staring at a huge portrait on the wall. It was a picture of a wedding. Jonghyun was in it. He was even more handsome when he was younger, with black tuxedo and a really bright smile. The next one to him, it’s...
It’s an angel.
He was so...so beautiful, it cannot be describe with words. His bangs falls perfectly over his eyes, his skin was so smooth, his eyes, his nose, his smile...he was so...perfect. So beautiful. Taemin can feel that the love is there. They were holding hands in the picture. Jonghyun’s husband was slightly taller than him, but Taemin can tell Jonghyun is the dominant one.
Where did the love go wrong?
“I’m sorry I made you wait.”
There was a smooth voice and Taemin turned around.
He’s just as beautiful as portrayed in the picture. Slightly older, of course. The calmness and the maturity, his aura was really captivating. Taemin bet most guys fell for him at the first sight. He felt a tinge of jealous and glanced at Minho. Did Minho fall for him too?
“I don’t feel very well..”, he smiled apologetically and bowed. “I’m Kim Kibum, please just call me Key...”
“You’re...”
Key stared at Taemin and smiled weakly. “Yes?”
“You’re so beautiful here...”, Taemin pointed at the portrait. “Ah, you’re so beautiful, even now, I swear!”
Key’s expression changed. He looked down and bit his lip. “Thank you. You’re so beautiful yourself.”
Taemin blushed. Complimented by an angel.
“I’m Choi Minho, and this is my partner, Lee Taemin,” Minho said as Key sat on the couch across Minho. “I believe your husband has already told you why we’re here?”
Key sighed and forced himself to stare at Minho. “Yes...”
“Your husband said, you wanted a divorce.”
Straight to the point. Taemin noticed Key gulping.
“Yes.”
“May I know why?”
Key clutched his chest, as if he’s feeling hurt with the question. Taemin kept observing him. He looked like an angel with broken wings...as if something so heavy was burdened on his shoulder.
“I just...don’t love him anymore.”
What???
“That simple?”, even Minho was quite surprised at the answer.
“Yes.”
Everytime Key answered, his face looks painful.
“You don’t want all of this anymore?”, Minho stared around the room.
“I don’t care about the money...”
“So you just want to divorce because you want to?”
Key looked away. “Jonghyun isn’t gonna say yes, is he?”
“Yes.”
“He has to. Otherwise...”
“Otherwise what?”
“He’d be hurt.”
“Hurt because you don’t love him anymore?”
Key’s eyes were glittering. “Yes,” he said and a tear fell on his cheek.
Minho took a deep breath and leaned forward. “Look. I’m no counselor, no psychiatrist, just a lawyer. But isn’t what a couple supposed to do is to communicate? If things are bad, they work things out. I really admire you for loving him before he didn’t have any money, and after all of this you’re just gonna ditch him, like that?”
“You don’t understand...”
“Make your husband understand.”
Key winced in pain. “Please...it’s enough...please leave...”
“Thank you for the time. Oh. We might come back, you know,” Minho said and bowed before heading to the door. Taemin would really stay beside the angel, but he only touched Key’s shoulder, as if to give empathy and catch up with Minho.
“Hey, don’t you think you were kinda harsh back there?”
“I hate him.”
“What? Why?”
“He’s ashamed. He still loves his husband deeply but he wouldn’t admit it.”
***
Jonghyun arrived at home a bit sooner than usual. He threw the blazer on the floor, loosen his tie, took off his shoes and socks. Back then, Key would usually greeted him at the door, bringing his things to the laundry, peck him a kiss or two, then sat down and have dinner together.
Key hated formality, always been, always will. He would just like to eat in bed, or eat on the balcony, staring the moon together, spend time in front of the TV, cuddling. Key never changed. But did his feelings change?
Jonghyun walked into their bedroom, where Key was watching TV. Surprised, Key stared at his husband. “Welcome home...um, you’re early today.”
“You didn’t expect me to be home so early?”, Jonghyun touched Key’s chin and kissed him lovingly on the lips. Key broke contact and avoided his gaze. Jonghyun stared at him. “Did you meet with Minho and his partner today?”
“Yeah...”
“Whatever you told them, my answer will always be no.”
Key’s eyes started to water. “Why?”
“You know why,” Jonghyun was dead serious. “We can’t do this anymore, Key. I can’t go home and everyday you ask me the same question. I’m not gonna divorce you, and that’s final.”
“But I-“
“Stop.”
“What should I do to make you hate me? To make you divorce me? Should I cheat on you?”, Key said histerically, sobbing.
“KEY!!!”, Jonghyun’s voice was so loud that it make Key frightened.
Jonghyun regretted immediately that he shouted because Key was shaking. Scared. But he couldn’t take it anymore. Several days ago, after they made love, as Jonghyun kept repeating I love you to Key, Key was crying and asked for a divorce. They haven’t make body contact ever since.
Jonghyun grabbed Key’s wrist and pinned him down on the bed. Key’s eyes widened, he tried to say something but Jonghyun quickly cover his lips with his. Only squeal would come out from his mouth. Key was definitely taller but Jonghyun was much stronger. He pulled Key’s arms over his head and held both of his wrists together with one hand, while the other hand was unbuttoning Key’s shirt.
Key moaned, and Jonghyun isn’t stopping. After Key was shirtless, his hand was starting to unzipping Key’s jeans. When Key was a bit calmer and didn’t resist so much as before, Jonghyun let go of his wrists and as one moment when their lips parted, Key begged, “Please stop...”
“I’m not listening.”
“Baby, please...”
“I’m not stopping.”
Key was too exhausted to fight, and Jonghyun’s touched on his skin was so good...he was his husband afterall, he knew where to touch, he knew where Key’s sensitive spot is.
Tears turned to lust. Resistance turned to giving in.
Jonghyun’s lips was on Key’s neck when his hand trailed from Key’s chest...to the stomach line...to the thigh...and things were getting hotter as Jonghyun touched between his thighs. Key’s hands held Jonghyun’s arms so dearly, unable to let go. Key blushed as Jonghyun remove his shirt. When there are not a single cloth on them anymore and Jonghyun stared at him with that look, Key closed his eyes.
“Don’t close your eyes, baby. It’s me. Look at me.”
Jonghyun waited until Key finally opened his eyes shyly and he smiled as he caressed his baby’s cheek. “It’s okay. I’m here.”
Their gazes locked, and then it begins.
As Jonghyun arched into him, and Key held on so tight to Jonghyun, as their lips met more than a thousand times, Key couldn’t hide the feelings anymore, that he loves Jonghyun so much, he loves him too deep, he wants to be with him so bad, he remembers all those times they spent, how he said “I do”, how he couldn’t stop longing for him...
Key’s moaning always drives Jonghyun’s crazy, and he would go faster, he would hug him tighter, like nothing can come between them. And when they were done, as they reached the climax, Jonghyun would comfort him, saying his enchanting words to Key’s ears, like he did again tonight.
“I love you, baby.”
Those whispers...
“I can’t live without you.”
Key closed his eyes. Stop saying it.
“I can’t let you leave me.”
Their entwined fingers just seems tighter.
“I won’t let you go.”
Key did his best not to sob.
Jonghyun fell asleep later, but Key couldn’t. He cursed himself for hurting Jonghyun so bad. But remembering those things he did, he fell into the hole, he couldn’t do it anymore. He wants to stop hurting Jonghyun. And the only reason is...to leave Jonghyun.
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