Broken [3/6]
Title: Broken [3/6]
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.
[2]
Jonghyun woke up with a very miserable feeling. He was hurt, really hurt. Everytime he remembered Key, Key’s tears, Key’s sadness, he would feel very guilty and tried to push the pain away. Minho texted him last night, saying that Key’s with him and he immediately felt relieved. At least he knew Key's safe.
I should call Key to say I’m sorry...
Jonghyun stared at the ceiling blankly.
Can’t we work it out, angel? I love you so much...
The door was opened, and his secretary walked in with a cup of hot coffee.
“Good morning Mr. Kim, I’m bringing you coffee.”
“Thank you...just put it there,” Jonghyun waved. His secretary put the coffee on the table, smiled and bowed before heading out.
Wait a minute. Secretary?
Jonghyun jolted up and looked around. Oh yeah, that’s right...I slept at the office. He stretched out his hands, feeling his back a bit hurt from sleeping on the couch.
Without knocking, Dae Jung, his vice president, entered the room. “Woah! Jonghyun! You didn’t go home?”
“No.”
“What? You got something to do? Why didn’t you tell me? I could help you.”
“...it just sucks being home alone.”
Dae Jung raised his brows. “Where did your sweet husband go?”
Jonghyun sipped his coffee. “We’re going through a divorce.”
“What? For real???”
Now Jonghyun started to feel annoyed. “What is it, Dae Jung?”
Dae Jung smiled apologetically as he realized he was poking his nose to Jonghyun’s problems. Not that they’re really best friends anyway. Jonghyun hated Dae Jung since high school, and he got the feeling Dae Jung’s hating him too, but they’re perfect for business together.
“Next week, the charity dinner. Remember?”
“Oh right...,” Jonghyun mumbled as he rubbed his temples. Dammit, I was planning to take Key along to the dinner. Now what should I do? I promised I would bring my baby along. “Next week it is.”
“Um...it’s not too late to find someone new to bring to dinner?”, Dae Jung was half joking and quickly regret it as he received Jonghyun’s death glare. “Okay, okay. I’ll see you later then, Boss. Cheer up! Still plenty of fish in the sea!”
Before Jonghyun could give him another death glare, he exited the room.
Jonghyun shook his head as he walked to his table and saw the pictures Minho brought him yesterday. Funny though. He didn’t remember stacking them like that. Maybe Minho did after he stormed out yesterday. He sighed. Now that they’re really gonna split, what’s the use of these pictures anymore? Maybe he should throw them away.
Then something caught his eye. A small brown package. He didn’t remember Minho bringing this, though. He wondered for a moment, and then buzzed his secretary on the intercom. “There’s this package...who delivered this?”
“I don’t recall anyone sending you any packages, Mr. Kim. You weren’t at your office yesterday.”
“...thank you.”
Jonghyun tore the package and found out that it’s a video. The letters, were cut from newspapers formed a sentence: You should watch this. It’s fun!
***
Taemin could hear the sound of television as he tried to regain his consciousness. He opened his eyes slowly, only to find Minho wasn’t there. He’s already woke up. I’m such a sleepy head. Taemin snuggled under the blanket, and he still, could smell Minho’s scent on it.
Hmm? Did we...ah, that’s right. We slept together on the couch...I feel so safe with his arms around me...and I felt so sleepy when he kissed me...
Wait. What?
Taemin’s face flushed as he tried to recall what happened last night. He kissed me? Was it a dream? Did I imagine it? Taemin smacked his head. Stupid Taemin, forgetting such an important moment!
Minho must have heard the sound Taemin made because he was standing beside the couch.
Blushing, Taemin looked up. Minho smiled and ruffled his hair. “Good morning.”
“M-morning...”
“Breakfast is ready!”, Key showed up and grinned at both of them. “Good morning Taeminnie! Let’s eat!”
“Morning Key-hyung...,” Taemin sat up, smiled back. Key looked...okay. “Are you feeling better?”
Key’s expression changed.
Taemin’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry! Please don’t start crying!”
Key looked surprised by Taemin’s words and he laughed. “I’m sorry. I cried a lot, didn’t I?”
“It’s just it would ruin your beautiful face. Angel shouldn’t cry so much.”
Minho was already eating and Taemin tried to look so casual as he sat beside him. Minho looked cool, like usual.
Maybe nothing happened. Maybe it was just a dream. A very nice dream.
“Mm...”, Key said.
Minho looked up. “This is great.”
Key laughed, again. “Thank you, but that wasn’t what I’m gonna ask. Though I know my cooking's good. Um...we’re gong to your office to make the report about the divorce, right?”
“...okay, and?”
“Can we stop by at home for a moment? I forgot my ring...”, Key showed them his left hand.
But you’re going to split! Why do you still need the ring?
“If we’re going separate...the only thing I’ll need is the ring...”
Key looked so sad.
Minho cleared his throat. “Okay. But you’re gonna have to tell us everything as soon as we reach the office, okay?”
Key nodded slowly. “Okay...”
“As soon as you take your shower, we’ll leave,” Minho caressed Taemin’s cheek with his thumb then he went back eating his breakfast.
Taemin was stunned, but Minho didn’t seem to notice it.
Key grinned at the sight. “You guys looked so cute this morning.”
“Th-this morning?”
“Yeah, cuddling on the couch together...”
Taemin laughed nervously and stopped as he realized Minho was staring. “I’m going to take a shower,” he said and rushed to the bathroom.
***
Key was a bit nervous when they arrived at his house. He bit his lip, moved back and forth, bit his nail, and couldn’t stop puffing his cheek.
“What’s wrong?”, Minho asked.
“Um...,” Key pointed out a convertible car. “Jonghyun’s home.”
“He’s not working?”
“He’s supposed to be at this hours...”, Key glanced at his watch impatiently. “What should I do?”
“You don’t wanna come in with Jonghyun’s inside?”
“It’s just...we had a big fight last night...” Key looked really sad, again. “I don’t know if I could face him...he might get angry again just by seeing my face.”
“So...should we wait, or should we come back later?”
Taemin glanced at Minho. He really had no idea why Minho’s like spoiling Key. Minho was way too nice. Or was it included in the job, that Jonghyun also asked Minho to babysit Key?
Calm down, Taemin. You’re just being irrational.
“I’ll come inside with you, how about that?”, Taemin offered. “And maybe Minho could come too, he could try talking with Jonghyun while you grab your ring...”
Key brightened up.
“Great idea! Do you think you can do that? Oh, thank you so much!”
Key was the first one to step out of the car and waved awkwardly to one of the guards. Minho and Taemin followed him.
“Mr. Kim! Thank God you’re home already...”
“Uh, yeah, I’m just gonna go grab something...”
“After you left, Mr. Kim left too, we didn’t know where he slept last night...and this morning he came home early.”
“Thank you,” Key said to the guards.
“Looks like it was a really big fight...” Taemin commented.
“Oh yeah, he agreed to split up with me last night, so it was really big,” Key said back.
But you honestly didn’t want to. You left your ring, and now? You’re going back to take it.
As they entered the house, the head butler greeted Key warmly. “Welcome back, Mr. Kim! Oh, I am so glad that you’re back...”
Key smiled sheepishly. “Um, I’m just gonna be brief...”
“You’re not gonna stay?”
Key decided not to answer the question. “Did, uh...Jonghyun feel sick or something? Is he not working?”
“Well, when he came back this morning, he seemed furious... He’s been in the living room for almost an hour, and he told us not to disturb him...”
“I see. Thank you,” Key patted the head butler’s arm and smiled. “That would be all.”
He bowed politely before leaving the three of them.
“Looks like he’s really angry... Well, I’m gonna go to my room and we’ll leave after that...”
Minho nodded. “We’ll wait here.”
Key walked away and disappeared, leaving Minho and Taemin alone.
Silence.
Minho folded his arms, leaning his back against the wall. Taemin stood in front of him, feeling very nervous.
Did we or did we not kiss?
It would be a stupid thing to do to ruin this moment by asking that question.
If we did, then what should we do about it? If we didn’t, why am I feeling so nervous like this?
Minho seemed to notice the tense in Taemin’s face. “What’s wrong?”
Taemin pushed his hands forward. “Nothing. You’re just too cool.”
What did you just say, stupiiiiiiiiiiiiid?
“Do you want me to talk more?”
“No, I mean, yes, I mean, I don’t know,” Taemin blushed, covering his face. “I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to...it just kinda blurt out like that...”
Minho seemed to think. “So we lack in communication, too?” His face was serious.
“I...”, Taemin trailed off. Their gazes met, and it was obvious that Minho was expecting answer. “I don’t know...”
Then they heard shouting. First it was Key’s, and then it was Jonghyun’s.
They quickly ran to the living room.
***
Key sneaked into their bedroom, searching for his ring, thankfully he found it right away on the drawer, and hurriedly walked outside. He felt really strange sneaking like this. It was his, well, no, it was Jonghyun’s house afterall.
He hesitated for a while when he was passing the living room. Should I see him?
Key felt like he needed to see Jonghyun one last time, so he opened the door...
...only to find that Jonghyun was watching a video.
“Jjong?”
Jonghyun looked back, and his face seemed so angry.
“What are you...”, Key tried to get a good look on the video, and he gasped. “Where did you-“
Jonghyun ignored him, fixing his eyes back on the screen. “I’m trying to remember the faces.”
“Jjong, stop it-“
“Quiet, Key, I’m trying to watch here.”
“No, turn it off!”, Key tried to look for the remote, but he saw Jonghyun’s grabbing it so tightly in his hand. So instead, he blocked the television with his own body.
“You’re blocking the view, Key.”
“No!”, Key’s voice was loud. "Turn it off, Jjong!"
Jonghyun’s voice was louder. “NO!! I SAID YOU’RE BLOCKING THE VIEW!”
“I DON’T WANT YOU TO WATCH IT!”
Jonghyun stood up, and Key thought like last night, Jonghyun would hit him. But the slap never came. Somehow Key wished Jonghyun would just slap him and his anger would subside.
The door was opened, Minho and Taemin walked inside.
“Key-hyung??”, Taemin looked so worried.
Key was standing in front of the television, he’s crying again. Jonghyun stood in front of him with his fists clenched, looking so angry.
“Explain to me why you don’t want me to watch it.”
“...”
“I’m waiting, Key.”
Key covered his mouth with both hands, shaking.
“If you can’t answer, move. I want to watch it.”
Key shook his head hard, not moving from his place.
Minho frowned. Did Jonghyun just watch porn?
However, he soon realized that it was not only just porn. It was Key’s. It’s a video of Key having sex with several people. Someone recorded it. It was not pleasure to watch, either. Key kept saying stop, please, no, but they kept laughing and kept going at him. Key was crying.
Jonghyun pulled Key almost harshly from the television and Key fell down to the floor.
“Is this the reason why you want the divorce?”
Taemin couldn’t stand the sight. He covered his mouth and hid behind Minho’s back.
“Key, answer me.”
“Yes...”, Key said between his tears. “Yes, Jjong...”
“Because you’ve been raped, you’ve been recorded, and you feel humiliated?”
“...”
“ANSWER ME!!”
Minho made a mental note not to make Jonghyun’s angry.
“It’s you... I just don’t want you to be hurt...”, Key sobbed on the floor, eyes avoiding Jonghyun's.
“Baby...”, Jonghyun sighed. He kneeled down beside Key.
When are you gonna understand?
“It hurt me the most that they hurt you, baby,” Jonghyun pulled Key into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s gonnabe okay. Now we’re gonna sort this thing out together, okay?”
Key looked up. “You’re...you’re not mad, Jjong?”
“I’m the one who should be apologizing to you...I’m so sorry...I won’t let anyone touch you again, baby. Just promise me...don’t leave me,” he sighed and kissed Key’s forehead. “And baby,” Jonghyun touched Key’s crying cheek. “I’m not gonna divorce you, for the last time, never.”
Taemin sighed in relief and he unconsciously leaned on to Minho’s back. Finally.
Jonghyun stood up and stared at Minho. He looked tired, angry, dissapointed.
“I’m glad you’re here. I need to talk to you.”
“Let’s talk,” Minho said seriously.
He walked to Minho, and glanced back once again at Key. “Oh, and you’re not gonna leave anywhere without me by your side. It’s not a debate.”
Jonghyun and Minho walked out the room to talk privately. Minho patted Taemin’s head and said, “I’ll be right back.”
Now it was just Taemin and Key.
It was awkward.
Key was still sobbing softly. Taemin felt like he needed to comfort Key.
He’s been keeping a burden this big inside of him. Alone. He was raped. Not only by one, but two, several people... He’s lost.
Taemin walked closer to the sobbing Key on the floor. Realizing the video was not stopped by Jonghyun, he grabbed the remote and turn it off. Then he sat beside Key.
Key brought his knees to his chest and buried his head on his feet.
Taemin slowly pulled Key into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s okay...”
Key was still shaking and when he finally able to calm himself, he looked up shyly at Taemin. “You still think...I’m an angel?”
“A pure one.”
“A dirty one, you mean.”
“No...you’re still so beautiful...”
Key smiled thankfully. Then he sighed.
“What is it?”
“That bastard sent this video to Jonghyun...he promised me that if we divorce, he wouldn’t...”
Taemin nodded carefully.
“So...someone was threatening you?”
Another sigh, and another cry. “It was my fault anyway...if I hadn’t gone that night, all of this wouldn’t happened...”
Key looked down.
“I should’ve just told Jonghyun I didn’t want him to leave...”
Taemin stroke Key’s hair gently.
“This,” Key wiped his tears and pointed at the television. “Happened like...two weeks ago. I was getting so lonely...and Jonghyun was about to leave to Japan for another business conference. He was busy, so busy...not even a phone call. Not even a text message just for checking me. He’s changed. All those money...he’s changed...”
Taemin nodded, urging him to go on.
“I met this cute guy at the bar. The bar that Jonghyun usually go to with his office friends. And there he was...being so nice. I mean, his attentions...I miss those kinds of attentions. Jonghyun used to do it, you know? Then he bought me drinks. And he made me laugh. And the next thing I know, I was drugged and woke up in a motel room. Then it happened.”
“So...the guy who threatened you was not in the video?”
“No...he recorded it. Then he left...”
“Then all those time when you went into the hotel...”
“...yeah, I slept with his friends. I was so scared he’d tell Jonghyun, and now...I just feel so stupid.”
Key sighed and wiped his tears completely from his face. His eyes were red, tired of crying.
“Do you think I should just tell him from the beginning?”
“A-about this?”, Taemin pointed the video. It was a bit awkward to use the R word.
“Yeah...”
“I, I don’t know, honestly...” Taemin said apologetically.
Silence.
“Jonghyun’s gonna hate me now.”
“No, he’s not.”
“If he does, it’s better for us to get separated...”
“He won’t, Key.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“I can tell that he loves you so much...trust me, my intuitions are good in this kinda thing.”
“But you’re so clueless at Minho, you can’t say that to me.”
Key and Taemin stared at each other before burst out laughing.
“Oh my God, you’re right...I am clueless at what Minho is feeling for me...”
“And you’re telling me to believe you!”
They both giggled like little children. Key smacked Taemin playfully in the arm. Taemin found it so funny, Key was totally right. Suddenly Taemin stopped laughing.
“What’s wrong?”
“So that means...you know how I feel about Minho?”
“Oh, puh-leaseee...it was so obvious...”
“Oh man, reallyyyyyy?”, Taemin touched his hair with both hands. “Oh my God, am I that obvious?”
Key blinked and then laughed again. Oh my, this couple is so hilarious! They’re so clueless about each other!
“Wh-why are you laughing?”, Taemin asked, confused.
“Nothing...it’s just...you guys look really cute together,” Key laughed happily. “I wish things would go well for you both...”
“For you too, Hyung.”
“Eh?”
“You look...really good together with Jonghyun,” Taemin said truly. “Please...don’t ever be separated with him. No matter how bad the path ahead of you both...please... I think you guys are meant to be together...”
Key closed his eyes, nodding slowly. “Thank you, Taemin...thank you...”
***
Minho was mirroring himself. Taemin stole a few glances at him. The black tuxedo looked good on Minho. Of course, he has such muscular features and a tall body. Even Minho would still look gorgeous naked. He was more than enough...he was perfect to Taemin.
“Um...tell me again why are we attending this charity dinner?”
“So that you can keep your eye on Key.”
“And find out if there’s anyone Key recognized, okay, got it,” Taemin put on the blazer and stared at his reflection in the mirror. “You’re wearing black, and I’m gray. Don’t you think I should wear black too?”
“You look good,” Minho answered, he stared at Taemin through the mirror. He was busy with his tie. “Wearing different colours kinda reminds me of Jonghyun and Key’s wedding...”
“Ah, black and white, right? So what colour do you wanna wear on your wedding?”
Taemin blushed. “I-I never think about it.”
“Any colour is good on you,” Minho sighed as he gave up and loosen his tie. “This shirt is killing me. I can’t breathe.”
“You’re just gonna have to wear the tie loosely, here, let me put it on for you,” Taemin laughed. He started working on it as Minho put his chin up. Taemin’s heart couldn’t stop beating, being this close to Minho. Well, they were facing each other on the couch the other night, but this was different.
Just when Taemin was about to finish, Minho grabbed his hand. Taemin’s heart skipped a beat. They stared at each other for a moment before Minho pulled Taemin closer, closing the inches between them...
...and their lips met.
It was a long, sweet, kiss.
Taemin felt so weak. His stomach was filled with butterflies. The moment their lips met he knew he already surrendered to Minho. He gave his heart to him and not wanting anything in return, except wanting for Minho to just take care of his heart. Minho laced their fingers tightly. Taemin could feel the warmth, and somehow he was sure that he could feel the love...
They finally broke the kiss, leaving Taemin gasping because he was shaking of happiness. Even though they broke apart, Minho didn’t let Taemin to go away, he kept Taemin’s lips close, so they could feel each other’s breath.
“Did, um, did you...”, Taemin gulped slowly. “Did you kiss me the other night?”
“Yes,” Minho cupped his chin lovingly.
“I, I thought it was a dream...”, Taemin stammered shyly, although his inner self was cheering.
“Now you know it’s not,” Minho smiled, stared into Taemin’s eyes and leaned forward again, kissing him longingly.
Taemin couldn’t think. He was so happy. Their kiss was tender and shy. He really loved having Minho’s lips on his... Minho’s lips was warm and soft. Taemin couldn’t stop the feeling of wanting it more.
When they broke it off again, Taemin touched Minho’s watch just to remind him that they have to get going. Minho smiled sheepishly.
“Let’s go, sweetie.”
[4]
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.
[2]
Jonghyun woke up with a very miserable feeling. He was hurt, really hurt. Everytime he remembered Key, Key’s tears, Key’s sadness, he would feel very guilty and tried to push the pain away. Minho texted him last night, saying that Key’s with him and he immediately felt relieved. At least he knew Key's safe.
I should call Key to say I’m sorry...
Jonghyun stared at the ceiling blankly.
Can’t we work it out, angel? I love you so much...
The door was opened, and his secretary walked in with a cup of hot coffee.
“Good morning Mr. Kim, I’m bringing you coffee.”
“Thank you...just put it there,” Jonghyun waved. His secretary put the coffee on the table, smiled and bowed before heading out.
Wait a minute. Secretary?
Jonghyun jolted up and looked around. Oh yeah, that’s right...I slept at the office. He stretched out his hands, feeling his back a bit hurt from sleeping on the couch.
Without knocking, Dae Jung, his vice president, entered the room. “Woah! Jonghyun! You didn’t go home?”
“No.”
“What? You got something to do? Why didn’t you tell me? I could help you.”
“...it just sucks being home alone.”
Dae Jung raised his brows. “Where did your sweet husband go?”
Jonghyun sipped his coffee. “We’re going through a divorce.”
“What? For real???”
Now Jonghyun started to feel annoyed. “What is it, Dae Jung?”
Dae Jung smiled apologetically as he realized he was poking his nose to Jonghyun’s problems. Not that they’re really best friends anyway. Jonghyun hated Dae Jung since high school, and he got the feeling Dae Jung’s hating him too, but they’re perfect for business together.
“Next week, the charity dinner. Remember?”
“Oh right...,” Jonghyun mumbled as he rubbed his temples. Dammit, I was planning to take Key along to the dinner. Now what should I do? I promised I would bring my baby along. “Next week it is.”
“Um...it’s not too late to find someone new to bring to dinner?”, Dae Jung was half joking and quickly regret it as he received Jonghyun’s death glare. “Okay, okay. I’ll see you later then, Boss. Cheer up! Still plenty of fish in the sea!”
Before Jonghyun could give him another death glare, he exited the room.
Jonghyun shook his head as he walked to his table and saw the pictures Minho brought him yesterday. Funny though. He didn’t remember stacking them like that. Maybe Minho did after he stormed out yesterday. He sighed. Now that they’re really gonna split, what’s the use of these pictures anymore? Maybe he should throw them away.
Then something caught his eye. A small brown package. He didn’t remember Minho bringing this, though. He wondered for a moment, and then buzzed his secretary on the intercom. “There’s this package...who delivered this?”
“I don’t recall anyone sending you any packages, Mr. Kim. You weren’t at your office yesterday.”
“...thank you.”
Jonghyun tore the package and found out that it’s a video. The letters, were cut from newspapers formed a sentence: You should watch this. It’s fun!
***
Taemin could hear the sound of television as he tried to regain his consciousness. He opened his eyes slowly, only to find Minho wasn’t there. He’s already woke up. I’m such a sleepy head. Taemin snuggled under the blanket, and he still, could smell Minho’s scent on it.
Hmm? Did we...ah, that’s right. We slept together on the couch...I feel so safe with his arms around me...and I felt so sleepy when he kissed me...
Wait. What?
Taemin’s face flushed as he tried to recall what happened last night. He kissed me? Was it a dream? Did I imagine it? Taemin smacked his head. Stupid Taemin, forgetting such an important moment!
Minho must have heard the sound Taemin made because he was standing beside the couch.
Blushing, Taemin looked up. Minho smiled and ruffled his hair. “Good morning.”
“M-morning...”
“Breakfast is ready!”, Key showed up and grinned at both of them. “Good morning Taeminnie! Let’s eat!”
“Morning Key-hyung...,” Taemin sat up, smiled back. Key looked...okay. “Are you feeling better?”
Key’s expression changed.
Taemin’s eyes widened. “I’m sorry! Please don’t start crying!”
Key looked surprised by Taemin’s words and he laughed. “I’m sorry. I cried a lot, didn’t I?”
“It’s just it would ruin your beautiful face. Angel shouldn’t cry so much.”
Minho was already eating and Taemin tried to look so casual as he sat beside him. Minho looked cool, like usual.
Maybe nothing happened. Maybe it was just a dream. A very nice dream.
“Mm...”, Key said.
Minho looked up. “This is great.”
Key laughed, again. “Thank you, but that wasn’t what I’m gonna ask. Though I know my cooking's good. Um...we’re gong to your office to make the report about the divorce, right?”
“...okay, and?”
“Can we stop by at home for a moment? I forgot my ring...”, Key showed them his left hand.
But you’re going to split! Why do you still need the ring?
“If we’re going separate...the only thing I’ll need is the ring...”
Key looked so sad.
Minho cleared his throat. “Okay. But you’re gonna have to tell us everything as soon as we reach the office, okay?”
Key nodded slowly. “Okay...”
“As soon as you take your shower, we’ll leave,” Minho caressed Taemin’s cheek with his thumb then he went back eating his breakfast.
Taemin was stunned, but Minho didn’t seem to notice it.
Key grinned at the sight. “You guys looked so cute this morning.”
“Th-this morning?”
“Yeah, cuddling on the couch together...”
Taemin laughed nervously and stopped as he realized Minho was staring. “I’m going to take a shower,” he said and rushed to the bathroom.
***
Key was a bit nervous when they arrived at his house. He bit his lip, moved back and forth, bit his nail, and couldn’t stop puffing his cheek.
“What’s wrong?”, Minho asked.
“Um...,” Key pointed out a convertible car. “Jonghyun’s home.”
“He’s not working?”
“He’s supposed to be at this hours...”, Key glanced at his watch impatiently. “What should I do?”
“You don’t wanna come in with Jonghyun’s inside?”
“It’s just...we had a big fight last night...” Key looked really sad, again. “I don’t know if I could face him...he might get angry again just by seeing my face.”
“So...should we wait, or should we come back later?”
Taemin glanced at Minho. He really had no idea why Minho’s like spoiling Key. Minho was way too nice. Or was it included in the job, that Jonghyun also asked Minho to babysit Key?
Calm down, Taemin. You’re just being irrational.
“I’ll come inside with you, how about that?”, Taemin offered. “And maybe Minho could come too, he could try talking with Jonghyun while you grab your ring...”
Key brightened up.
“Great idea! Do you think you can do that? Oh, thank you so much!”
Key was the first one to step out of the car and waved awkwardly to one of the guards. Minho and Taemin followed him.
“Mr. Kim! Thank God you’re home already...”
“Uh, yeah, I’m just gonna go grab something...”
“After you left, Mr. Kim left too, we didn’t know where he slept last night...and this morning he came home early.”
“Thank you,” Key said to the guards.
“Looks like it was a really big fight...” Taemin commented.
“Oh yeah, he agreed to split up with me last night, so it was really big,” Key said back.
But you honestly didn’t want to. You left your ring, and now? You’re going back to take it.
As they entered the house, the head butler greeted Key warmly. “Welcome back, Mr. Kim! Oh, I am so glad that you’re back...”
Key smiled sheepishly. “Um, I’m just gonna be brief...”
“You’re not gonna stay?”
Key decided not to answer the question. “Did, uh...Jonghyun feel sick or something? Is he not working?”
“Well, when he came back this morning, he seemed furious... He’s been in the living room for almost an hour, and he told us not to disturb him...”
“I see. Thank you,” Key patted the head butler’s arm and smiled. “That would be all.”
He bowed politely before leaving the three of them.
“Looks like he’s really angry... Well, I’m gonna go to my room and we’ll leave after that...”
Minho nodded. “We’ll wait here.”
Key walked away and disappeared, leaving Minho and Taemin alone.
Silence.
Minho folded his arms, leaning his back against the wall. Taemin stood in front of him, feeling very nervous.
Did we or did we not kiss?
It would be a stupid thing to do to ruin this moment by asking that question.
If we did, then what should we do about it? If we didn’t, why am I feeling so nervous like this?
Minho seemed to notice the tense in Taemin’s face. “What’s wrong?”
Taemin pushed his hands forward. “Nothing. You’re just too cool.”
What did you just say, stupiiiiiiiiiiiiid?
“Do you want me to talk more?”
“No, I mean, yes, I mean, I don’t know,” Taemin blushed, covering his face. “I’m sorry...I didn’t mean to...it just kinda blurt out like that...”
Minho seemed to think. “So we lack in communication, too?” His face was serious.
“I...”, Taemin trailed off. Their gazes met, and it was obvious that Minho was expecting answer. “I don’t know...”
Then they heard shouting. First it was Key’s, and then it was Jonghyun’s.
They quickly ran to the living room.
***
Key sneaked into their bedroom, searching for his ring, thankfully he found it right away on the drawer, and hurriedly walked outside. He felt really strange sneaking like this. It was his, well, no, it was Jonghyun’s house afterall.
He hesitated for a while when he was passing the living room. Should I see him?
Key felt like he needed to see Jonghyun one last time, so he opened the door...
...only to find that Jonghyun was watching a video.
“Jjong?”
Jonghyun looked back, and his face seemed so angry.
“What are you...”, Key tried to get a good look on the video, and he gasped. “Where did you-“
Jonghyun ignored him, fixing his eyes back on the screen. “I’m trying to remember the faces.”
“Jjong, stop it-“
“Quiet, Key, I’m trying to watch here.”
“No, turn it off!”, Key tried to look for the remote, but he saw Jonghyun’s grabbing it so tightly in his hand. So instead, he blocked the television with his own body.
“You’re blocking the view, Key.”
“No!”, Key’s voice was loud. "Turn it off, Jjong!"
Jonghyun’s voice was louder. “NO!! I SAID YOU’RE BLOCKING THE VIEW!”
“I DON’T WANT YOU TO WATCH IT!”
Jonghyun stood up, and Key thought like last night, Jonghyun would hit him. But the slap never came. Somehow Key wished Jonghyun would just slap him and his anger would subside.
The door was opened, Minho and Taemin walked inside.
“Key-hyung??”, Taemin looked so worried.
Key was standing in front of the television, he’s crying again. Jonghyun stood in front of him with his fists clenched, looking so angry.
“Explain to me why you don’t want me to watch it.”
“...”
“I’m waiting, Key.”
Key covered his mouth with both hands, shaking.
“If you can’t answer, move. I want to watch it.”
Key shook his head hard, not moving from his place.
Minho frowned. Did Jonghyun just watch porn?
However, he soon realized that it was not only just porn. It was Key’s. It’s a video of Key having sex with several people. Someone recorded it. It was not pleasure to watch, either. Key kept saying stop, please, no, but they kept laughing and kept going at him. Key was crying.
Jonghyun pulled Key almost harshly from the television and Key fell down to the floor.
“Is this the reason why you want the divorce?”
Taemin couldn’t stand the sight. He covered his mouth and hid behind Minho’s back.
“Key, answer me.”
“Yes...”, Key said between his tears. “Yes, Jjong...”
“Because you’ve been raped, you’ve been recorded, and you feel humiliated?”
“...”
“ANSWER ME!!”
Minho made a mental note not to make Jonghyun’s angry.
“It’s you... I just don’t want you to be hurt...”, Key sobbed on the floor, eyes avoiding Jonghyun's.
“Baby...”, Jonghyun sighed. He kneeled down beside Key.
When are you gonna understand?
“It hurt me the most that they hurt you, baby,” Jonghyun pulled Key into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s gonnabe okay. Now we’re gonna sort this thing out together, okay?”
Key looked up. “You’re...you’re not mad, Jjong?”
“I’m the one who should be apologizing to you...I’m so sorry...I won’t let anyone touch you again, baby. Just promise me...don’t leave me,” he sighed and kissed Key’s forehead. “And baby,” Jonghyun touched Key’s crying cheek. “I’m not gonna divorce you, for the last time, never.”
Taemin sighed in relief and he unconsciously leaned on to Minho’s back. Finally.
Jonghyun stood up and stared at Minho. He looked tired, angry, dissapointed.
“I’m glad you’re here. I need to talk to you.”
“Let’s talk,” Minho said seriously.
He walked to Minho, and glanced back once again at Key. “Oh, and you’re not gonna leave anywhere without me by your side. It’s not a debate.”
Jonghyun and Minho walked out the room to talk privately. Minho patted Taemin’s head and said, “I’ll be right back.”
Now it was just Taemin and Key.
It was awkward.
Key was still sobbing softly. Taemin felt like he needed to comfort Key.
He’s been keeping a burden this big inside of him. Alone. He was raped. Not only by one, but two, several people... He’s lost.
Taemin walked closer to the sobbing Key on the floor. Realizing the video was not stopped by Jonghyun, he grabbed the remote and turn it off. Then he sat beside Key.
Key brought his knees to his chest and buried his head on his feet.
Taemin slowly pulled Key into a hug. “It’s okay. It’s okay...”
Key was still shaking and when he finally able to calm himself, he looked up shyly at Taemin. “You still think...I’m an angel?”
“A pure one.”
“A dirty one, you mean.”
“No...you’re still so beautiful...”
Key smiled thankfully. Then he sighed.
“What is it?”
“That bastard sent this video to Jonghyun...he promised me that if we divorce, he wouldn’t...”
Taemin nodded carefully.
“So...someone was threatening you?”
Another sigh, and another cry. “It was my fault anyway...if I hadn’t gone that night, all of this wouldn’t happened...”
Key looked down.
“I should’ve just told Jonghyun I didn’t want him to leave...”
Taemin stroke Key’s hair gently.
“This,” Key wiped his tears and pointed at the television. “Happened like...two weeks ago. I was getting so lonely...and Jonghyun was about to leave to Japan for another business conference. He was busy, so busy...not even a phone call. Not even a text message just for checking me. He’s changed. All those money...he’s changed...”
Taemin nodded, urging him to go on.
“I met this cute guy at the bar. The bar that Jonghyun usually go to with his office friends. And there he was...being so nice. I mean, his attentions...I miss those kinds of attentions. Jonghyun used to do it, you know? Then he bought me drinks. And he made me laugh. And the next thing I know, I was drugged and woke up in a motel room. Then it happened.”
“So...the guy who threatened you was not in the video?”
“No...he recorded it. Then he left...”
“Then all those time when you went into the hotel...”
“...yeah, I slept with his friends. I was so scared he’d tell Jonghyun, and now...I just feel so stupid.”
Key sighed and wiped his tears completely from his face. His eyes were red, tired of crying.
“Do you think I should just tell him from the beginning?”
“A-about this?”, Taemin pointed the video. It was a bit awkward to use the R word.
“Yeah...”
“I, I don’t know, honestly...” Taemin said apologetically.
Silence.
“Jonghyun’s gonna hate me now.”
“No, he’s not.”
“If he does, it’s better for us to get separated...”
“He won’t, Key.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“I can tell that he loves you so much...trust me, my intuitions are good in this kinda thing.”
“But you’re so clueless at Minho, you can’t say that to me.”
Key and Taemin stared at each other before burst out laughing.
“Oh my God, you’re right...I am clueless at what Minho is feeling for me...”
“And you’re telling me to believe you!”
They both giggled like little children. Key smacked Taemin playfully in the arm. Taemin found it so funny, Key was totally right. Suddenly Taemin stopped laughing.
“What’s wrong?”
“So that means...you know how I feel about Minho?”
“Oh, puh-leaseee...it was so obvious...”
“Oh man, reallyyyyyy?”, Taemin touched his hair with both hands. “Oh my God, am I that obvious?”
Key blinked and then laughed again. Oh my, this couple is so hilarious! They’re so clueless about each other!
“Wh-why are you laughing?”, Taemin asked, confused.
“Nothing...it’s just...you guys look really cute together,” Key laughed happily. “I wish things would go well for you both...”
“For you too, Hyung.”
“Eh?”
“You look...really good together with Jonghyun,” Taemin said truly. “Please...don’t ever be separated with him. No matter how bad the path ahead of you both...please... I think you guys are meant to be together...”
Key closed his eyes, nodding slowly. “Thank you, Taemin...thank you...”
***
Minho was mirroring himself. Taemin stole a few glances at him. The black tuxedo looked good on Minho. Of course, he has such muscular features and a tall body. Even Minho would still look gorgeous naked. He was more than enough...he was perfect to Taemin.
“Um...tell me again why are we attending this charity dinner?”
“So that you can keep your eye on Key.”
“And find out if there’s anyone Key recognized, okay, got it,” Taemin put on the blazer and stared at his reflection in the mirror. “You’re wearing black, and I’m gray. Don’t you think I should wear black too?”
“You look good,” Minho answered, he stared at Taemin through the mirror. He was busy with his tie. “Wearing different colours kinda reminds me of Jonghyun and Key’s wedding...”
“Ah, black and white, right? So what colour do you wanna wear on your wedding?”
Taemin blushed. “I-I never think about it.”
“Any colour is good on you,” Minho sighed as he gave up and loosen his tie. “This shirt is killing me. I can’t breathe.”
“You’re just gonna have to wear the tie loosely, here, let me put it on for you,” Taemin laughed. He started working on it as Minho put his chin up. Taemin’s heart couldn’t stop beating, being this close to Minho. Well, they were facing each other on the couch the other night, but this was different.
Just when Taemin was about to finish, Minho grabbed his hand. Taemin’s heart skipped a beat. They stared at each other for a moment before Minho pulled Taemin closer, closing the inches between them...
...and their lips met.
It was a long, sweet, kiss.
Taemin felt so weak. His stomach was filled with butterflies. The moment their lips met he knew he already surrendered to Minho. He gave his heart to him and not wanting anything in return, except wanting for Minho to just take care of his heart. Minho laced their fingers tightly. Taemin could feel the warmth, and somehow he was sure that he could feel the love...
They finally broke the kiss, leaving Taemin gasping because he was shaking of happiness. Even though they broke apart, Minho didn’t let Taemin to go away, he kept Taemin’s lips close, so they could feel each other’s breath.
“Did, um, did you...”, Taemin gulped slowly. “Did you kiss me the other night?”
“Yes,” Minho cupped his chin lovingly.
“I, I thought it was a dream...”, Taemin stammered shyly, although his inner self was cheering.
“Now you know it’s not,” Minho smiled, stared into Taemin’s eyes and leaned forward again, kissing him longingly.
Taemin couldn’t think. He was so happy. Their kiss was tender and shy. He really loved having Minho’s lips on his... Minho’s lips was warm and soft. Taemin couldn’t stop the feeling of wanting it more.
When they broke it off again, Taemin touched Minho’s watch just to remind him that they have to get going. Minho smiled sheepishly.
“Let’s go, sweetie.”
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