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bluefishyquill · 8 years ago

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Special Treat

Jin stared at the blood on the wall and promptly thought of the need to clean it but dismissed it, turning his stare to the blood bags hanging slightly to his left. He let out a sigh as he pulled his hair back with a bloodied hand, smearing it with blood and making it stay in a unique angle.

"I never understood other people when they said chocolate tastes good. It never felt good against my tongue" he says in a small voice, talking to the body behind him but not expecting any answer.

"Vegetables, fruits and sweets... Never got me excited at all.." he bites his lower lip before trailing it with his tongue, the copper taste entering his buds. He smiles.

"Meat was okay but even that lacked something" his voice gets slightly louder before he turns his eyes to the male on his right.

"Raw meat always intrigued me the most, but society says it's not acceptable, everything needs to be cooked so you don't get sick. You know that is mostly bullshit, right Jungkookie?" he turns his head to the side.

The boy stares back at him with tears in his eyes, scared and lost. He flinches when Jin makes a move and tries to go further back into the wall but he can't, he doesn't try to speak, he knows it's futile, what with the gag there. He wishes he wasn't here and when Jin walks up to him he closes his eyes and turns his head away from him.

"Jungkookie? Are you afraid of me ?" Jin asks in a tone feeling like dripping honey. Jungkook knows that it's not honey that's been dripping, but blood.

"And here I thought that I was your favorite hyung" Jin says before standing up and moving back to his previous spot.

The table is crystal clear, they had bought it like that so if someone stole extra food from the table they would catch him and also because no one could cheat at card games like that. Now the table was covered with a thick amount of blood that, if you didn't look closely enough, you could mistake for just red candle wax. Well, at least to the center of the table where it was not dripping off the edge. On the table there was a body, that both Jin and Jongkook knew all too well. Jin laughed picking up the knife that was resting near the left arm of the body.

"So where should I begin, Jiminie?" he smiled at the body.

The reply never came, not that Jin expected any, with the head having been already cut off. It was resting in the refrigerator for now, keeping company to the rest. Multiple whispers were heard from Jungkook and Jin just smiled more. "Don't be so impatient, love, your turn will come soon, too".

Jungkook didn't want his turn to come at all. He just wanted to wake up and for everything to be a horrific nightmare. He guessed that was what the others thought before him. Taehyung was the first to go missing, he had left a note about going to see his parents for a while so no one got worried. Jungkook wondered if Taehyung ever went to his parents house or if he was still there, he hoped that if he was, he wouldn't come back...

Yoongi was the first one to really go. Namjoon had gone out of his head the first couple of hours, calling the police, who informed him to call back after the next 48 hours as to report his friend missing. Namjoon never made the second call, the police will never know that both went missing and Jungkook's life will never be saved.

Hoseok was the one they actually got to witness.

After Namjoon and Yoongi, Jin's need was apparently bigger. It was easy for him to drug them all while they ate dinner; Jungkook still remembers the worn out voice of Jimin while he cried and the screams of pain emitted by their hyung. Hoseok was probably the one to suffer the most, since Jin cut through his skin slowly. Even with the precise hand of a cook, Hoseok's screams carved themselves in the back of his mind. Jin wasn't okay and that smile to his face while his friend was screaming and begging him to stop was showing just that.

Jimin had asked what's gotten into him but Jin never replied, just smiled all sweet-like. If Jimin wasn't creeped out before, that probably did it.

Disturbing beyond words was when they realized that Jin was cutting the now completely dead Hoseok (poor Hobbie died due to blood loss) in parts so as to save his meat. He categorized the parts he wanted to keep for his first project, the parts he wanted to put in the fridge and the parts he would put into the freezer.

The most disgusting moment was when Jin fed them Hoseok. Jungkook spit it out and earned himself a hard slap for it. Jimin was too scared to disobey and ate both his balls and Jungkook's as Jin force-fed him. Jungkook doesn't even want to remember the taste on his tongue, doesn't even want to imagine what Jimin felt like. It wasn't much of a surprise when Jimin threw up beside him the same night.

And he shouldn't have been surprised when Jin beheaded Jimin this morning. At least Jimin didn't suffer for long. Not like Hobbie hyung had.

"You know, I never told you how I cut up the others" Jin's voice brings him back to the cruel reality and he feels sick just by laying his eyes on the boy on the table. On what used to be a boy on the table.

To be honest, Jungkook doesn't want to know. He wants to keep Yoongi's and Namjoon's memories as clear as possible, as the happy, annoying hyungs they were, he doesn't want any of the details and wishes to keep the acid in his stomach where it belongs - in his stomach. That, of course, doesn't stop Jin. He wants to share his little fairytale with the younger and he will.

Jungkook's breath freezes in his throat at the words "Taehyungie was the first". He tries to blink away the tears because honestly in his mind, Taehyung had survived this nightmare, Taehyung was alive and happy.

"It's funny how none of you searched for him, just by trusting a stupid note" Jin laughs as he changes his knife for a small saw; he had realized that you can't cut through bone that easily with just a knife, even if the knife is the best in the world. Thank god for house tools.

Tears are spilling and Jungkook turns his head away.

"You guys even tasted him for three weeks straight and no one understood the difference between him and beef" this time he chuckles and Jungkook briefly remembers a time Yoongi commented on the meat being different, only for Jin to brush him off. This time he didn't try to stop the bile climbing up his throat and he vomited promptly onto his gag, making the liquids travel back and forth between his mouth and the towel in his mouth as the motion started to choke him.

How unfortunate of him to be saved by Jin, who didn't seem to want his audience to off itself that fast. No fun if he won't do it himself; Jungkook thought briefly.

"I gave Yoongi one last wish, with us being best friends and all. He wanted to say goodbye to Namjoon. Did you know those two were at it? That really surprised me! Caught me off guard, made me feel slightly betrayed, you know, since as a best friend I should be the first one to know?" Jin starts his next tale and by the end of his sentence he is beating what should be Jimin's abdomen with the cleaver, angrily.

"You should have seen his surprise when I got to pull Namjoonie's nails out one by one! Suddenly begging me to stop and kill him if that is what I want. He put himself out there to protect Namjoon. That caught me off guard too and so I started pulling Namjoonie's teeth out." there is a chuckle leaving his lips as he continues "Ah, that was fun times".

Jungkook doesn't want to hear anymore, his imagination doesn't help him at all right now and even though he tries to remember the happy Namjoon he lived with a month ago, this bloody version of his image is all he can see. If he feels like this, he wonders how Yoongi felt.

"I made them into a cute little bracelet, have it in my room. Can't work with a teeth bracelet on my wrist now can I?" Jin smiles, waving the cleaver around like it's nothing lethal. Jungkook wonders why but he doesn't ask even though he can actually do that now. He believes himself when he says that he really doesn't want to know.

What was that phrase on the internet? Oblivion is bliss? Yeah..it probably is.

"Anyway, back to my story. So of course I didn't get all the teeth out, I got bored after the essential few. Namjoonie had stopped screaming and he was more out than I'd liked. So I showered him with ice and water of the same temperature. You should have seen him shiver like he was out in the Han River in the winter". There was glee in Jin's tone which twist Jungkook's insides more.

"Yoongi was begging me to kill him by that point. So I asked Namjoonie if I should. You see, I thought he would want all the torture to end and he'd say so, and I would have been happy of the look of betrayal in Yoongi's eyes, but the fucking bastard just shook his head negatively!" the rage is back and the cleaver is chopping down asymmetrical pieces of Jimin's legs.

"Yoongi's look was that of horror but not betrayal. He didn't get to feel like I did. Now get this, Namjoonie's face is so swollen up because of the teeth removal and there is obviously so much blood flowing out of his mouth, which is disgusting because it's mixed with saliva into this gooey version of it. Ugh! Even thinking about it gives me goosebumps..." Jin makes a disgusted face and Jungkook thinks that's laughable. With all the things he's done these past few days, that is more than ironic.

"So I had to torture Yoongi too, right? Emotional pain just didn't do it anymore... At first, I just wanted to send him off in one piece, you know, because we were friends, but that bastard cut our friendship short so he had to pay. So I cut off his fingers, one by one. That bastard loved his music so much, I cut off his piano memories from the root. Letting him know that even if he survived this, he would still have nightmares for the rest of his life" Jungkook wanted to tune out. Every word was spoken with venom and the younger one was starting to wonder where all this hate and rage were coming from, what was Jin's real breaking point, because the Jin he knew was kind and cute, and would never do something like this.

"And get this, afterwards I fed them to Namjoonie. More like I put them down his throat to be exact cause he had no teeth to chew" Jin laughs wholeheartedly at this. Jungkook vomits soon after the scene has registered into his brain and his imagination is recreating it for him.

"Namjoonie tried to choke like you did but I didn't let him. Yoongi was furious by now. So as a good friend that I am, I didn't want to leave him there whining. I knew I had to feed him some of Namjoonie too" the smile is back and the younger really wishes for this whole story to end, for his turn to come and for the darkness to take him away. He ponders that death can't be as bad as this whole experience is.

"I was wondering what I could give him. Didn't take me long, as Yoongi always liked to lick his lover's ears during fun times, so it was the perfect present." Jungkook realizes there are only two ways for someone to know that detail. A friend either tells you or you have experienced it, and at that moment he wonders if Yoongi and Jin hadn't been just the best friends that everyone knew, maybe their past together was more rainbows and sunshine than coffee and cosplay conventions, as the others were led to believe. Jungkook thinks that it really doesn't matter anymore.

"So I fed him Namjoonie's ears!" the glee is back and Jin turns around himself, cleaver still in hand. "I think that was about where Namjoonie started being a lot out of it, which made us kinda sad. Yoongi kept screaming his name, so I had to cut off his tongue." Jin explains yet again and Jungkook faintly remembers a lesson from his biology class that said that ingesting blood is just like ingesting toxins into your body, a little bit probably won't cause any harm, but too much can be life-threatening. He wonders if Namjoon died because of that, but he is sure he will find out soon enough.

"I think Namjoonie choked on his own blood hours later but to spice things up, I did set Yoongi on fire right in front of him. Namjoonie was letting out such wonderful whimpers, it was like a mixtape of art, to be truthful. Namjoonie's whimpers mixed with Yoongi's gargling screams. Such a shame I didn't record it" Jin had stopped cutting or chopping anything for a while now, he had a mesmerizing look on his face, something close to serenity as he turned back to Jungkook.

He walked closer to Jungkook and straightened him where he was laid, softly smiled at him and then asked "Do you like chocolate?"

Jungkook found it funny because Jin was the one who made him all the chocolate cakes , pies , cupcakes he ever asked for, and he let a smile spread across his lips. At that moment he knew he was going to be special, but just like the rest of his friends, he wouldn't see the light of the sun again. ____________ Crossposted in asianfanfics Special thanks to Scorpikorra for the beta!

#bts #bangtan #fic #2416words #cannibalism #torture #gore #murder #jin #hoseok #namjoon #yoongi #jimin #taehyung #jungkook #horrorau #crimeau

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Cum in Roses

Humphrey smiles cockily staring at the masterpiece underneath him. He takes a small breath in, his eyes trailing the naked skin, stopping briefly on the small nubs before continuing lower to smooth white abdomen and even lower to find the light brown forest that encircles the very hard member of his companion. "Stop staring, asshole!" comes the voice of said companion, Humphrey's eyes flying up to that red face only for his smile to widen even more. "You know you like it, love." he taunts, licking his lips. "I don't" comes the reply in barely a whisper, followed by a gasp when the purple-haired male touches his manhood. Hands tugging at the ropes around his wrists, body pulsing by the mere attention it gets and small whimpers escaping his lips. Humphrey's mood only gets better as he licks and bites his lower lip, the sight in front of him just priceless, just beautiful, just his. "Moan for me, baby, moan for me more." he says and pumps the member faster, giving the latter more pleasure; he knows because of the red hue getting the better of those cheeks. "Stop calling me all these embarrassing names, Rey!" the trapped male manages to say in between moans. "But Ray dear, I love giving you names, it's cute." the dominating one says before engulfing the flesh rod with his mouth, gaining gasps and shudders from the one beneath him. "R..Rey!" the brunette moans, tugging at his hands again in need to touch the other too, feel him as well. This new game of teasing is so not nice and it gets him so bad. "Rey..I..I want to touch you, unleash me!" he tries, still moaning from receiving such pleasure as the wizard sucks him with a passion (one could compare the wizard to a vacuum) . "Nah-ah-ah! Remember? This is your punishment, love, for biting me earlier for no reason!" the wizard says, blowing cool air on the shaft while massaging his balls, earning even more whimpers from his companion. "H..Humphrey, if you do that..I'll..." the brunette doesn't manage to finish his sentence as he comes hard over the younger's face, head thrown backwards onto the pillow, his back making a small arc as the waves of pleasure wash over his body. Humphrey chuckles as he licks some cum off his fingers and the side of his mouth. "Cute, Raymond. Cute." the wizards says before kissing his companion, who looks relatively exhausted. Raymond mumbles something along the lines of 'You'll pay, you fucker' and 'I'll screw you so badly' but Humphrey doesn't mind. Mostly because he knows that Raymond doesn't mean it. Well he does, but not really. But just to be sure and for safety reasons, he decides on making a protective talisman for himself. ________ A huge thanks to my beta ScorpiKorra! Thank you so much love ♥

#blood in roses #otome game goes gay #yaoi everywhere #bluequilllove #vampires #wizards #hot stuff

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Wet & Cuddly

Minghao looked up from his phone just to stare at his hyung, a small laugh trying to leave his lips at how wet the other boy looked. "Too long out in the rain hyung? " the younger asked Soonyoung as he shook his head negatively. Lower lip sticking out in a cute pout. "Too long under the shower..with your clothes on?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow weirdly wondering why would anyone would take a shower with their clothes on but then again Soonyoung was always a bit more energetic than needed for his age and Jihoon hyung was mostly done with him, he could have easily put the latter into the shower -forcefully- . The answer was still another negative shake. Minghao thought long and hard, what could the answer be, behind a very drenched like duck Soonyoung. When he couldn't come back with something he just tilted his head to the side and very inocently asked "So...?" Soonyoung softly blushes and fakely cried out "Jun and Chan attacked me with water balloons!" Minghao hold in his laughter yet again. "Oh!" he noded trying to hide his smile as well. "Go protect me!" Soonyoung said throwing a small tantrum like the child his brain was probably stuck at. "Protect you how hyung?" Minghao asked this time small chuckles falling of his lips as he set his phone aside and started standing up. "I dont know! You are the boyfriend, do something! Tell them not to do it again! Speak to Junhui, he is like you he'll listen right?!" Soonyoung continued with his little tantrum, throwing limps in the mix as well just to make it more...drama like, flare up the protectiveness in the chinese younger; or try to anyway. "Haha! Ok ok, how about we get you dry first?" Minghao moved closer, dodging wild hand movements like he was Hand Solo (lol Hand Solo get it because of the hand movements ? no? nvm forget it -.-) or something, as he snaked one of his hands at the other's back, moving him towards the bathroom. "And after you are dry and probably better of without getting yourself a cold, I'll talk to Junhui hyung, ok?" "Ok...but don't take long, I want to cuddle" Soonyoung nodded. "No problem I wont take long, I want to cuddle my favorite hyung too" Minghao smiled as he closed the bathroom door, putting a sock on the door knob just to be safe.

#bluequilllove #fishy's quill time #drabble #svt #hoshi #the8 #seventeen #soonyoung #minghao

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Paranoia

It was a month ago when everything started. One month ago when Seungcheol witnessed the awful crime of murder. One month since paranoia started creeping up on the edge of his insticts as everything around him because a possible threat.

The crime was comitted by a man his late thirties stabbing repeatidly what seemed to be a pretty woman and Seungcheol wished that he hadn't been walking through that road to go back home or that he hadn't been spotted by the said man when he tried to walk away. He also wished he hadn't been caught by him cause even though merciful his words stung like salt and lemon on open wounds.

"You saw nothing or else you are both dead"

Those were the words and Seungcheol remembers clearly, how he run a couple of meters away before he tumbled over and vomited on a nearby corner of an alley. He didn't know how the man knew he wasn't alone in life and he didn't wish to know either, the only thing he had to do was not to speak and protect his brother and everything would be okay.

Seungcheol flinched as the home telephone strated ringing, he had thought he had disabled every applience of contact but he had apparently forgot that one. He stared at it in horror untill it went quiet. Only to ring back to life again, giving Seungcheol another round of flinches and shivers, making him walk closer to it and picking it up.

"Hello?" he whispered his voice almost not coming out.

"Seungcheol it's me, Mingyu! We passed the test! We are detectives now!" the other voice came excited from the other end and somewhere in the background Wonwoo was heard telling the older to stop shouting because apparently everyone was looking at them.

"Congratulations" Seungcheol said, not even a speck of excitement littering his voice but he broke into a smile, even if the other two could not see it.

Wonwoo and Mingyu -with Mingyu being the same age as him and Wonwoo being the younger of the three- were best friends since highschool. Just Seungcheol followed his instict of finding a good paying job to be able to raise his brother other than persue his dreams, where Wonwoo and Mingyu gave test after test to become detectives in the police force of Seoul.

So yeah, Seungcheol was happy for them.

"Hey are you okay? You don't sound very well" Mingyu's voice brought him back to the present and their current conversation and Seungcheol nodded before realising the couldn't see him.

"I'm fine" he assured, eyes shifting to look at the silouette coming out of the bedroom and into the bathroom.

"Great, then you won't say no to come celebrate with us you can bring Chan too!" Mingyu exclaimed and Seungcheol could fill the smile from his tone. "We have at least a few weeks to see you, it's a must!" the other added quickly and Seungcheol was sure he heard Wonwoo's baritone voice saying something along the lines of 'If you don't lower your voice I lower it for you "hyung" ' in the background. That made him chuckle slightly before agreeing.

"Fine.. Usual place?" he asked and his eyes trailed again to the same silouette coming out of the bathroom and back to the bedroom.

"Usual place" Mingyu said and Seungcheol chuckled hearing the other moan in pain, sure that was the work of the younger lowering Mingyu up.

"See you in two hours hyung" Wonwoo's voice was heard and Seungcheol let the smile litter his face a bit more.

"See you when I see you Wonwoo. I'm closing first" he said before he closed the telephone.

It took him a while to lose the relaxed aura the phone call had brought him and as soon as it passed he unplugged the last appliance for good. His smile wavering slightly as he walked towards the bedroom.

He sighed opening the door to find Chan curled up on himself. He sat on the bed, hand hovering over the younger's frame before, pushing out the way some stray locks over the younger's eyes.

"Hey Chan, feeling like going out today? The guys passed their tests and they want to celebrate with us" Seungcheol said and it hurt him how excited the younger's eyes shined and how fast he jumbed up and down on the bed.

"Can we? Can we really?" the younger asked with such hope dripping of every word that Seungcheol's hurt broke into pieces as he smiled as the younger and nodded.

He proceeded feeling bad as Chan got off the bed and starting fushing infront of his wardrope to see what he should wear.

Seungcheol did not deserve such cute and understanding brother. Seungcheol did not deserve Chan.

Chan was the brightest kid around the block. His real name was Choi Seungchan but Seungcheol decided that is was ugly and never called him that. His brother was the cutest thing ever to have such an ugly name weight him down.

In contrast to Seungcheol that he didn't mind because everyone called him ugly all his life and he had kinda come in terms with it. Chan would offen tell him that the world was blind and stupid and that he was really beautiful and kind but Seungcheol knew better. After all siblings tend to see the good side of things the most. Chan was his crown and most shining jewel and he always did everything he could to see the younger happy. So when Chan bounced up and down when he saw Wonwoo and Mingyu infront of the restaurant and run to jump into Mingyu's hug, Seungcheol could only smile.

It was long since he had seen that huge smile and he missed it. A voice in his head was yelling at him that the absence of it was his own fault but another one, a louder one was telling him that it was all for Chan's own protection, so it was okay if it rained a little before sunshine.

"Hey big star, how is it going?" Seungcheol heard Mingyu chuckle as Chan giggled in his arms and hugged the other tightly by his neck.

"Perfect as always" Chan replied with that big smile still on his face and Seungcheol felt bad and guilty because he knew the other sure did not feel that perfect being all day inside his house but was rather relieved the child didn't rat him out to the other two.

"Hey, did cat got your tongue hyung?" Wonwoo's baritone voice brought him back only to see the younger infront of him and slightly to his left. "Or did you lost your way into space again?" the younger frowned and Seungcheol let a small smile creep on his lips as he pinched the other's cheek and pulled to cover up his previous behaviour, gaining a whine by the latter.

"Oh, little Wonton is so cute, trying to fill the newly polished adult detective shoes" he said and pinched harder, gaining another whine of 'Hyung!' and a slap on his hand.

Mingyu and Chan were trying hard to keep their laughter in when Wonwoo turned, revieling a red spot taking over his left cheek, where Seungcheol had pinched him.

Wonwoo pout a little and looked over at Mingyu with eyes that spelled murder.

"Now, now Wonton if you do that you will end up in the other side of our new job" Mingyu joked with Chan being the first to laugh before Seungcheol laughed at it too. Wonwoo just sighed and frowned, crossed his arms before his chest and said something along the lines of 'why do I even hung out with you guys anymore', which just gave more fuel in the machine of laughter that had taken over the rest of his company.

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It had been a while since the last time the Choi siblings had beef or any kind of meat for that matter and Chan could not hide his excitment yet again.

Mingyu and Wonwoo didn't see anything into that and were just really glad to put more of their money out there and buy even more meat for the younger.

"You need to eat more Chan, so you can grow up and become a biggest star than Seungcheol, look how scrawny he is now! Here take my meat too!" Mingyu said and joked as he passed Wonwoo's meat to the younger. If Wonwoo minded he didn't made any comments about it.

Chan was on his own little world and he could only smile and thank Mingyu not really paying any attention to the other two in their table. "Yes Mingyu hyung, I'll eat enough so when I become the best dancer around I can pay you back with lots and lots of meat!"

As Mingyu was complimenting Chan and keeping the younger occupied, Wonwoo took the task of speaking to Seungcheol who seemed spaced off a bit more than his usual amount. Wonwoo knew that he and Mingyu were not detectives yet and they hadn't even start any original training up to now but he couldn't shake that gut feeling that something was wrong with the older.

When he saw that Seungcheol did not answer any of his small and insignificant questions he had asked, Wonwoo proceeded on touching the older's hand. The result of Seungcheol flinching at it made Wonwoo retreat his hand as fast as possible and frown at the latter.

"Hyung, are you okay?" he asked and waited for the other's eyes to focus back to him.

"Y..yes" Seungcheol stattered as he spun his head around, checking every possible person inside the restaurant before looking back at Wonwoo "I'm fine" he said and lowered his eyes over his untouched rice.

"Are you sure? You don't seem all that okay to me.. You have barely touched your food" Wonwoo commented before adding "You seem too much on edge too".

Seungcheol looked over at the younger again, his tone kinda harsh and defending "I said I'm fine". Wonwoo thought it was better to let it at that, he didn't want to cause a scene inside the restaurant, he would corner the older later with Mingyu's help.

"Here have my meat too! You need all the meat you can eat if you really want to become the best dancer around!" Seungcheol said, faking a smile as he gave the youngest his share of the meat too. Chan didn't notice, too happily oblivious to be fed so much meat but Mingyu did and frowned. Seungcheol never ever shared his meat not even with Chan, ever.

Something was rather wrong.

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"What did you wanna say ?" Seungcheol asked coming back out of his appartment after he made sure Chan was safely layed under the covers in his bed.

Mingyu opened his mouth to speak but he found it difficult to ask so Wonwoo took a step forward to save everyone a couple of minutes at standing in the cold, since it seemed like Seungcheol would not let the other two inside the small apartment to begin with.

"What is wrong hyung? Why are you so on edge?" the younger of the three asked, his breath turning into small clouds as soon as it left his lips, just proving how much cold it had outside.

Seungcheol didn't speak for a couple of minutes, really contaimplaiting if he should tell his friends or not. Tell them what he witnessed, tell them what had happened, they were young detectives now, they could help him, right? But the he remember what that man had told him when he had caught up with him.

"You saw nothing or else you are both dead"

"Nothing's wrong" he said slowly, waving his head negatively. "I am just a bit stressed with work that's all" He said as he crossed his arms infront of his chest, massaging his biceps to bring a little more warmth to his frame.

"I've seen you stress for work Seungcheol, I know you for years, remember? You where never this much on edge..like if someone is after you!" Mingyu said coming forward to place a hand on Seungcheol's shoulder. "We are here for you, you know that, right?" "You guys worry too much for no reason" Seungcheol tried to argue, when he fliched at Mingyu's touch.

"No we are not, you did that before, when I touched you! Why do you flinch hyung!?" Wonwoo's voice boomed into the total silence of the night and as he frowned Seungcheol took a step back.

"I think the fact that you actually got yourselves accepted, got into your heads and now you think you are these super cop detectives that know everything! Just back off and let us breathe! I told you I'm fine, find somewhere else to play detectives will you?!" Seungcheol yelled to the other boys before getting into his apartment and closing the door with a loud thump before Mingyu or Wonwoo could do anything to stop him.

Wonwoo was ready to knock on the door again, because the conversation was nowhere near done and Seungcheol's outburst if it was anything to go buy made it clear that something was wrong but Mingyu put his hand on the youngers shoulder and stopped him. Wonwoo looked back at him still frowning and the nights silence they both could hear the small sniffles and cried coming from the other side of the door.

Mingyu just shook his head and started walking away, this was neither the time or the place. Wonwoo stared at the door a little while longer before he turned his back and walked away as well, following Mingyu into their car.

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For the next weeks Seungcheol had not heard back from either Wonwoo or Mingyu. He had figured that they either were to busy to play around with him or they were waiting for him to make the first contact again. Seungcheol was thinking that they would wait for a while.

What he had noticed where more and more deliquents going by his place and also where he worked and by the younger's school each time he went to pick him up. The first thing he did was to drop Chan out of school even though the younger did not agree at all with that decision. Seungcheol told him that he got fired and that until he could get another job Chan would have to study on his own so to not forget and be able to comeback fully on his studies as soon as he would get another job to put him through school again. Chan didn't question the older much, Seungcheol did not have any reason to lie to him even if the whole story seemed fishy to the younger.

Seungcheol would leave the house early and would come back home at his usual time he got off work before but Chan still didn't say anything. Eventually Seungcheol dropped his job on his own as well, needing to find something closer to the house so to be able to check on the younger easier.

It was a Saturday evening the siblings got into a hot fight.

"I don't get why I can't go to the cinema with the others, I haven't gotten out of the house in about three weeks, am I getting punished for something?! Tell me hyung, what did I do wrong? " Chan had screamed tears rolling down his cheeks as Seungcheol was blocking his way to whatever small freedom Chan thought he had left.

"You can't go and that's that! I need you to stay here! I need you to be safe!" Seungcheol yelled back at the younger.

"You need me to be safe from what? It's not like I have never been outside alone before, I'm not even ten anymore hyung! I'm more than capable to take care of myself!" Chan continue screaming, he couldn't understand when did his brother grew so unfair. "I know you promised but you can't take care of me for all my life! I need to get out there and make my own choice, carve my own path!"

Seungcheol flinched at the word carved even though it was used figuratively in the younger's sentence he couldn't stop his brain from suppling nasty pictures for him. He paled and tumbled over holding his stomach.

"Hyung? Are you okay?" Chan asked, suddenly worried about the older. Seungcheol did not had time to reply to him as he sprinted towards the bathroom to empty his stomach. The younger looked at the front door of the apartment as he heard the older throwing up. He bit his lower lip and looked back the older, blurrily seeing his frame shivering through his teary eyes.

The last thing Seungcheol heard was the front door closing with a click before another wave of nausea hit him and he threw up once again. He let out some shaky moans and cries as he realised the younger had left the apartment, before darkness craddled him in it's arms.

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"Hey" Chan smiled sheepishly at Mingyu as soon as the other opened the door.

"Chan?" Mingyu blinked. "What are you doing here.." he paused looking back inside his apartment at the clock showing the time above the couch in the living room, his eyes widening slightly "...four in the morning?" Chan could catch the worry in the other's tone.

"Can I stay with you guys for a couple of days? We had a fight with..Seungcheol.." the younger said scratching the back of his neck and looking at the ground like soundenly it turned gold and it was the most fascinating thing in the world.

Mingyu frowned slightly but nodded nonetheless. "Come in" he said as he moved aside to let the younger enter.

"Thank you for letting me stay, you won't even know I'm here, I promise!" Chan smiled up at the older.

"I would prefer to know that you are here though" Mingyu chuckled closing the door behind them. "Also I'll need you to sign me some autographs so I can frame one and sell all the others when you became such a big star" he said before launching on the younger tickling him. Chan tried to run away but not really.

Mingyu was like a big brother to him. Mingyu was even better than Seungcheol lately.

But that was a secret only Chan should know of.

------- Wonwoo sighed, staring at his hyung all pale and fragile on the bed. Where he had to carry him for when he found him he was passed out in the cold floor in the bathroom, and had apparently vomitted whatever was inside his body that day.

Wonwoo noted how dent Seungcheol's cheeks seemed and how impossible thin his frame had become, just in three weeks time since the last time they saw him. He had called Mingyu to let him know of the situation and that he probably wouldn't be back home till officially the next morning, since Chan forgot to tell them about Seungcheol's little fainting.

Chan had promised though that Seungcheol was perfectly fine when he walked out on him.

Wonwoo was brought back to reality when he heard Seungcheol's breath hitch and noticed how crazied he looked around searching for something. It didn't took him long to realise when the older started almost yelling for Chan. The worry in his face sickening as if Seungcheol was waiting something bad to happen to the younger.

"C..Chan? Chan?" his eyes frantic scaning the room and tears falling out of them when his calls were not answered. It took Wonwoo a while to sprint to action and by then Seuncheol was out of bed searching the whole house for the younger.

Wonwoo followed behind him and grabbed him by his arm to turn him around and hold tight enough just to keep the other there when Seungcheol flinched.

"His okay, Chan is okay!" was the first words he spoke because Seungcheol seemed to be going out of his mind not finding the other.

"W..where is he ?!" the older shivered, drooplets falling from his eyes in panic, searching Wonwoo's face to see if he was lying or not. The other picked up on that and tightend his grip on the other's arms.

"He is okay, I promise! He is at our house" Wonwoo said shaking the older slightly just to show him he meant it. "He is fine, I promise Seungcheol" he said as slow as possible, to let every word sink in.

Seungcheol nodded slightly and they stayed in that position for a while before he spoke up "G..good, you should keep him there" Wonwoo inhaled sharply as his eyes widened. "What?" he asked breathlessly hoping that he had heard wrongly.

"Y..you should keep him there...h..he will be safe with you" Seungcheol hiccuped and lowered his eyes on the space between him and Wonwoo frowned at the words.

"Safe from what?" Wonwoo asked and when he saw Seungcheol did not answer him he shook him, tensing him up "Safe from what, Seungcheol ?!" he yelled slightly but even that was enough to make Seungcheol tear up again and even though Wonwoo's grip was strong he started falling to the floor, his legs not holding him up anymore and so the younger dived in with him as well.

"Hyung, what is going on, we can't help you if you don't tell us" Wonwoo spoke after a while, craddling the other boy closer to him, making soothing circles on his back with one hand and he pressed the other closed to his chest with the other.

"Nothing's wrong" Seungcheol said and Wonwoo closed his eyes, sighing and tightend his hug as the other started reapiting those two hurtful words. Hurtful because they were obviously a lie.

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Chan stayed at Mingyu's and Wonwoo's apartment for two weeks and even though both of the older's tried to persuade the younger to stay more Chan had decided that he was long enough away from his brother. He did not admit that he was worried for the older, still wanted to keep his part of the arguement and at least half his pride because Seungcheol hadn't visited not even once nor had called but he knew Wonwoo was going by their house at least once a week, so he must have told him anything and everything the other had asked. And if Seungcheol could keep a grudge so could Chan, because he was older now and Seungcheol should learn to respect him for that as well.

Upon entering their apartment Chan crinkle his nose in disgust of the foul smell coming from the appartment. He pressed the switch near the door to open the lights only to realise that there were none, wondering if the lamp was burned or if Seungcheol hadn't managed to pay the bill.

He walked slowly inside, walking towards the living room to try and open the windows to let some sunlight in only to find them barricaded, his breath hiched slightly. He would ask Seungcheol why he closed the windows later. He walked towards the bedroom by habit and inhaled sharply when he opened the door to find Seungcheol on the bed, legs drawn all the way up to his chest, so his head layed on them, hands holding them tight in that position. He looked really pale and shivering but he wouldn't move. From the small line of light that peek in the room from the barricated window of the bedroom, Chan could make out that the other's eyes were closed.

"H..Hyung?" Chan asked voice barely highier than a whisper. Was the other wearing the clothes he wore before Chan run out on him? No it couldn't be, Chan was surely mistaken.

When he got no answer Chan repeated himself and softly shook the other's arm "S..Seungcheol hyung?"

This time the older groaned before slightly opening his eyes, his pupils completely dilated which kinda freaked the younger. It took the older a while to get his system to obey before he hoarsely asked "Chan?" and the younger nodded with small drooplets starting forming in his eyes.

He had heard Wonwoo whisper to Mingyu that something was wrong with Seungcheol but he didn't wanna believe the posibility.

"C..Chan?" Seungcheol asked, pulling up his head to look at the younger better but not changing his possition. "W..what are you doing here?" he asked and Chan could see worry and panic filling up the older's eyes and bit his lip feeling weird being the cause of all that.

He had that strong feeling of wanting to help the other out of those clothes and into the shower and tell him how much he loved him and that he would never leave him again and his pride be damned if Seungcheol was to deterorate away and be lost.

"What are you doing here? You can't be here! Get out! Go back to Mingyu, get out!" Seungcheol's next words stung like knives and was then one feeling lost now.

Seungcheol couldn't possibly mean all that. He put a hand infront of his mouth when the older repeated himself and started even making shooing motion's with his hands, Chan getting a glimpse of something red on the other's wrists and he stopped himself from running away just to catch those wrists.

His breath only hitched again when he realized how small Seungcheol wrist was inside his hand. So small that Chan's usually small hands in comparisson to his brother's big ones were able to make a full circle and a half across the the wrists.

Seungcheol had started crying a while back between yelling at the younger to leave and go back to Mingyu and Chan could only close his eyes at the realisation that those red sports on the older's wrist were self-inflicted and seemed a lot like nail marks and restless scratching.

Chan bit down to his bottom lip hard and hugged his brother even harder, even in the other seemingly didn't want to. It took him half an hour to calm the older down and it took him at least fifteen minutes to get him into the bathroom, in which he realised with heavy heart that they didn't have warm water for a shower and he apologised again and again as he help wash Seungcheol clean.

It broke his heart not to recieve any whines about how cold the water was from the older, especially when he himself wanted to whine about it but he shouldn't because it was only his hands under the icy water and not his whole body just like the older. Eyes scanning the other's whole body to find scratching marks in other places too, but the most crued ones being on his wrists by far. He also tried not to count the older boy's ribs and not to throw up at being able to see and feel his spine.

He tried to keep the shower as short as possible not wanting to add pneumonia in Seungcheol's problems as well. He covered him with the fluffiest clean towels they owned and pulled him back to the bedroom from the wrist all the while trying not to let himself break. Seungcheol didn't whine or disagreed with anything and just followed the younger like a lifeless doll, doing whatever the other told it too.

This added even more guilt to the younger because he was sure the older wasn't in such a shape when he left him. He put him to sit on the bed as he looked around the wardrope for Seungcheol's warmest clothes possible. He felt his stomach fall just a little bit more when Seungcheol seemed to need help even for the simple task to get dressed and after he had managed to do that too, he walked back to the kitchen to see if there was anything around to give the older too eat.

He gasped in terror when he found everything in their little freege rotten and whatever things left in the carpboards had either got rotten too or had bugs in them. He took a deep breath and walked out of the apartment to call Mingyu and Wonwoo, the tears staining his cheeks now that Seungcheol couldn't see him.

Now Chan could break down in peace.

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Mingyu himself went by the other's apartment, to help the younger out. Wonwoo hadn't told him things were that bad or at least they weren't since his last visit but having a crying Chan over the line was probably making things worse.

He had bought lots of foods from a mini market at his way there because Chan told him they didn't have anything. The younger also begged him to get some of his fixing tools, definitelly a hammer and Mingyu didn't know what to think at that. Chan also asked for a fan heater before he quickly changed his request for lots and lots of blankets instead, Mingyu's stomach fell in the idea of them not having electricity.

His heart fell into his stomach when he found Chan infront of the apartment the other still sniffling softly.

"Hey.. How is everything?" he asked with his voice as soft as ever not wanting to startle the other and to his surprise Chan was up and into his arms as soon as he saw the older, tightening his hug around him and starting crying all over again. Mingyu ballanced the bags all in one hand and hugged Chan back with the other.

"Thank you for coming" Chan mumbled over Mingyu's shirt "I didn't know who else to call" he sniffled before looking around them. "W...where is Wonwoo hyung?" the younger asked, something weird in his eyes, something Mingyu couldn't exactly understand.

"His at work, we had another case. He will come here with the blankets after he's finished" Mingyu informed the younger and nodded when Chan helped him with some of the bags before walking towards the apartment door.

"Hyung..I tried cleaning..but the smell didn't completely gone away..and it will be really dark so please stay near the wall to help guide yourself...I don't want you to hurt too" Chan said and smiled at the older, even though it didn't reach his eyes and its wasn't as bright as usually.

Mingyu nodded and followed the other, almost losing his way half into the hall when Chan closed the door behind him. Mingyu was sure the apartment should be at least a bit bright with all the windows it had and as if on queue he heard Chan's small voice saying "barricated" and then it clicked to him why they needed the hammer.

They managed to get to the kitchen with no incidents. They laid the bags on the counter and with the help of a flash light they opened up the kitchen window to at least have some sunlight there. After that was done Mingyu turned over to Chan and again as if on queue the younger answered him before he could ask.

"He's in the bedroom, he fell asleep as soon as I dressed him up" Chan said and with whatever light there was now in the room Mingyu could see all the stress and sadness littering the youngers face. If Seungcheol wasn't really as sick as Chan told him he would break the other in two for making the younger feel that way.

"God hyung...he is so frail and it's all my fault" Chan said and Mingyu hugged him tight again.

"It's not your fault, never your fault! You hear me ?" Definitely in two if not more piecies, Mingyu noted to himself as he kissed Chan's head and he waited for him to nod back. "I'll be right back" he said softly before standing up and going towards the bedroom.

"Seungcheol ah, it's Mingyu" he said waling inside and circlying the bed so not to disturb the other that much. His breath caught in his throat as soon as he saw the other's face and he softly caressed some bangs away from this eyes.

Chan definitely didn't excess anything he told him on the phone.

"Oh Seungcheol, what happened? What is going on?" Mingyu question in his soft tone, still carressing the other's hair and face.

Mingyu stayed on the room with the other a little bit more, before walking back out to help Chan unbarricate the rest of the windows.

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In the end they left the window of the bedroom barricated after Seungcheol had a breakdown about how they shouldn't touch that and how none of them should be there. He screamed and cried how Mingyu should take Chan far away because he was not safe there and how he just wanted everything to be alright. And when he saw that such didn't work somewhere in whatever part of his mind was still thinking correctly he started spitting ugly words of how useless Chan was and how much he wished he wasn't there, hurtful words of how his life would have been so much better without him and nasty words about how Chan would be better off selling his body to live because he wasn't good for anything else.

What hurt the most was that both Chan and Mingyu knew that those were words that had been once, a long time ago directed at none other than Seungcheol himself by cruel people walking this earth. And Mingyu really knew that Seungcheol only supplied them back just so he could push Chan away from him, save him for whatever threat Seungcheol thought that was around him.

What hurt the most was the punch Wonwoo blew on Seungcheol's stomach, that knocked him out. Neither Mingyu or Chan had heard him come in but apparently Wonwoo had heard anything. Chan had covered his mouth, tears falling over his eyes as Seungcheol was hugged by darkness after that.

"Go to sleep idiot, you are spitting nonsense out again" Wonwoo had said with as much kindness as he could slip in his voice right that moment, before he laid the other on the bed.

Mingyu scolded him for that action but didn't blame him, he wanted to punch Seungcheol so damn much himself. Wonwoo just did a favor for all of them. Chan walked back at the living room were he sat down to cry leaving the two olders to take care of the body on bones and hateful words that was now his brother.

"I don't want to leave Chan here with him.. We can't let him here alone either" Mingyu sighed looking the younger in the eyes, his blurry from unshed tears. He had to be strong for Chan after all.

"He won't cooperate, you know that.. Chan can come live with us if he wants to" Wonwoo sighed and looked down at his hyung before hugging his lover. "Shh..We will find a way" the younger said kissing those tears already falling away.

"We can't leave him hear like that.." Mingyu hiccuped and hugged Wonwoo tighter. "What if he hurts himself?" the older said scaring himself and Wonwoo kissed his head this time.

"He won't, he didn't do it till now, he won't do it..I'm sure of that" Wonwoo nodded to himself and Mingyu did to.

"So what are we going to do?" he asked.

"I'm coming with you...I'll visit him twice a week to make sure he is okay..if that's okay with you of course?" the answer was given by Chan, standing shaking softly at the door frame.

Wonwoo nodded and the conversation ended there.

Chan packed some of his staff and when he was ready, Wonwoo went to start up the car. Mingyu stayed behind to see if they forgot anything before leaving. To say some sort of goodbye to Seungcheol too.

He crouched down next to the bed and started caressing his hair and face as he did before when he first came in that day. "I don't know what happened but I promise to come by at least once a week to see you, okay?" Mingyu smiled softly to himself and after taking a deep breath he closed his eyes and pulled himself up, ready to leave but he felt a hand on his and he turned to look as Seungcheol opening his eyes, so he crouched back down and caressed his face again.

"Hey...How are you feeling? You scared us all you know, you said some pretty nasty things to Chan.. Wonwoo...Wonwoo had to knock you out somehow even though I do believe the punch to the stomach was a bit too much.." Mingyu spoke to him, keeping his voice soft and tried not to cry.

"P..please..Mingyu...he likes you...please keep him safe..and protect him..." Seungcheol started stattering and Mingyu thought he would start crying all over again. When did his strong friend end like this, when did his friend broke down like this. Seungcheol who never actually begged anyone for anything...what could cause all these.

"Pl..please..Mingyu.. I beg you..H..he loves candy and meat..but he needs his vegetables..t..to grow strong..and healthy.." Seungcheol was back to crying to and Mingyu was finding himself nodding if only to make the other stop crying. "And....he..loves school...h..he could be..a..pe teacher if he changes his mind...f..from dancing.." Seungcheol hiccuped and with him so did Mingyu.

"Please Mingyu...don't let him come back...Promise me...He needs...I need him to be safe..'' Seungcheol said, unclenching his grip on Mingyu's hand, his eyes briefly wonder to the door frame and before Mingyu can turn to look properly Seungcheol shouts really loud "PLEASE TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME I BEG YOU I DON'T WANNA SEE HIM IN MY LIFE EVER AGAIN".

Mingyu only manages to turn in shock to see Chan running away with probably new fresh tears in his eyes and the older looks back at his friend. "You are doing it on purpose..but why..?" Seungcheol only shook his head and slowly turned his body the other way.

"Please close the door when you leave.." those were his last words as Mingyu got up bitting his lip and leaving Seungcheol all alone in the all over again empty apartment.

Mingyu didn't let himself look back as he close the apartment door because he knew that if he did, he wouldn't leave the condo that night. He would probably pass it in bed, hugging Seungcheol, crying together.

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The rest two weeks of the month flew by like it was nothing and to Seungcheol's accomplished feelings neither Chan or the two detectives passed by the apartment for a visit.

The older boy was still as slim as that day but he was trying enough not only to move around the house but out in the streets as well and eat as much as his body allowed him to at it's new state. He still hadn't find a new job so electricity was out of the question but he was grateful Mingyu hadn't take his blankets back. He had seen an informative paper on his door telling him that if he didn't pay they would cut off his water as well but he couldn't bring himself to mind all that much. He was sure anyway that sooner or later he would need to find corner at an alley or something because he knew his landlord as much of a good ahjumma as she was she wouldn't let him stay there for free.

So he roamed the city mostly to try and find a cozy corner for his soon to be home. Now that he didn't have Chan to worry for everything was going to be okay.

Mingyu and Wonwoo were capable enough on both raising the latter and keeping him safe, so even though he felt even slightly bad about dropping the younger on Mingyu he didn't mind all that much.

It was one of his days outside looking for a spot when he caught Chan on his periferical view, he was sure it was his brother because lets be honest he might have gotten a bit out of his mind but he would recognise his brother anywhere.

At first he thought of just walking away because the other was wearing a school uniform and he was probably with some of his friends and he didn't want to embarace the kid but his feet started running towards the other when Chan yelped and everything seemed all but friendly.

"Hey you! Stop!" Seungcheol shouted and got infront of Chan and the mystery man that was attacking his baby brother only to look him straight in the face and realise that it was the same man that had caught him three months ago. The same man threatening him that if he talked he would off both of them. But Seungcheol did not speak, he even sent Chan away, Chan shouldn't be in this position, this whole scene was so wrong.

"Hyung!?" Chan's voice was impossible loud as if the other did not believe in his eyes that Seungcheol was there, let alone protecting him.

"Get out of the way kid, I'll get to you fast enough" the man said and Seungcheol knew he had been recognised and by then he knew that this was not just a mere coincidence, Chan was never safe.

"YOU HAVE TO GET THROUGH ME, TO GET TO HIM" Seungcheol shouted in hopes to throw the other off even a bit but his shout only surprised Chan, who tried to move, making Seungcheol look over at him to tell him in his most protective voice ever "Stand behind me" and Chan did as he was told because that was his brother and whatever happened between them the last month Seungcheol had his well being prioritised.

Seungcheol still loved Chan.

There was a memont that Chan could swear that happened in slow motion, when he heard Seungcheol moan in pain and even though his frail frame shook he did not move of the way. It was the moment Chan saw the older man holding up a nice coated with blood and in Chan's young mind, didn't take long to put 1+1 together.

Chan wanted to scream but his voice was caught in his throat, like there where spider webs there and the scream was stuck there however hard it struggled to break free. The next minutes in contrast to that previous one went by way too fast.

He faintly remembers the man crouching down on the dirty alley floor, holding his genitals and Seungcheol dragged him from his hand far away from the scene.

They were running for a while before Chan realised they were entering his previous living apartment, the house that still belonged to Seungcheol, even only because Wonwoo still paid the rent.

As soon as they were inside Seungcheol pushed Chan on the wall, knocking some of the youngers breathe out even if only by accident. Chan was rather happy to see that Seungcheol hadn't barricated the windows again, his eyes falling back at the older when he took Chan's face in his hands and the young man felt something hot and steaky and rather watery being smothered on to his cheek as Seungcheol touched their forheads together.

"I will always protect you, I promise"

Chan's eyes changed from confused to straight out horrified when he saw all the blood on Seuncheold white shirt and what seemed a still open wound on hist chest.

"Hyung..." he breathed weakly "y...you're bleeding" he said trying to remove the others hands from his face.

"I will always protect you Chan..always" the older repeated, placing a kiss on the younger's forhead.

Before letting said younger drag him to the bathroom to clean him up. "I know hyung.. I know..and thank you" Chan whispered before both of them got lost in the bathroom.

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It had been three days since the incident when Mingyu knocked at Seungcheol's door, Wonwoo by his side.

"Hey, stranger" Mingyu tried to laugh around when Seuncheol opened the door, something different around him this time around.

"Hey.." the other replied in a monotone and gave the other two a small smile.

"We were wondering if Chan is here, he didn't come home last night after he was suppose to stay at a friends house and we were wondering if he came by here" Wonwoo supplied, cutting straight to the case, not really feeling in the mood to chitchat and especially with that weird feeling around Seungcheol.

Seungcheol's smile reach his eyes and nodded. "Yes he came by!" he said with a tone of excitement and something in Wonwoo's gut started turning really bad.

" He came by and we had a chat, told him I would always protect him" Seungcheol nodded and looked towards Mingyu as if he would understand him better. " I had probably forgot to tell him. I had probably forgot to remind him, that is what big brothers do, he seemed so surprised" He continued smiling but this time it was a sad one Mingyu could tell. Seungcheol's eyes fell on the silver ring on Mingyu's finger.

"Seuncheol is your shirt bleeding?" Mingyu suddenly asked when he noticed red spots appearing slowly to form a bigger mark and soaking the shirt.

"He finally proposed huh? We were waiting on that for some time now right?" Seungcheol chuckled and Wonwoo frowned. "Our dear Wonton finally manning up enough" he looked briefly at Wonwoo before looking back at Mingyu.

"Seungcheol, oh my god are you okay? Do we need to get you to the hospital?" Mingyu extended his arms to check on the other even though the older seemed so unphased on continuing his little conversation. Wonwoo getting concerned from his spot too even though he didn't let it show.

"We had a long time to speak like brothers too, with Chan I mean. He is always so cute and young sometimes I forgot he was growing up" Seungcheol continues. Wonwoo's eyes widen before he pushes Seuncheol out of the way and barges into the house.

Mingyu doesn't understand and pulls Seuncheol inside too, pulling the shirt above the older's chest and out of the way just to be able to see what's wrong and see how to help. He freezes when he sees the big diagonical slash on the other's chest and how infected the skin looks around it. He wheezes before throws up his breakfast at his left side and pants a little while later trying to make sure that his eyes didn't decieve him and there where indeed the words "useless", "failure" and "helpless" carved into Seungcheol's chest and arms repeatidly.

He vomits one more time when he makes sure.

"Seungcheol.." he starts but he never finishes as Wonwoo comes out of the bedroom, color gone and stares at him like half his world had just ended. Mingyu doesn't want to believe. Wonwoo doesn't want to let him in, but he gets there anyway.

He cries and Wonwoo cries with him, silently because this was their little family breaking apart. Wonwoo leaves Mingyu there alone for a while, because he has to ask why or else he might go crazy himself.

Wonwoo's eyes widen themselves when he sees the piece of artwork Seungcheol had done to himself.

"Why?" is all he rasps out as he takes a step back and feels sick when Seungcheol smiles sadly back at him.

"I had to protect him, the best way I can..." Seungcheol says and Wonwoo is not satisfied so he slaps him.

"I said why?" Wonwoo repeats, voice still raspy, like he doesnt want to be heard because then all the desperation will come out and then it will be an undeniable truth.

"I gave him up...I..I gave him up, so you could protect him...and you failed...you failed so miserably...because he was there, he came back just for him...and if I was not there...oh my god, if I was not there" Seungcheol does something between crying and wheezing and shakes his head a bit.

"Have you any idea what would happen if I was not there?" he whispers while he look Wonwoo right in the eyes and there is so much hate in that look and so much dissapointment that Wonwoo almost feels like he is at fault.

"I had to protect him..I just had to..I had to protect him" Seungcheol begins to repeat over and over again and Wonwoo slaps him again this time hard. So hard that he is sure he heard Seungcheol's teeth bitting and tearing up something, his suspicion coming through when the older turn to look at him, blood filling his mouth and even trickling down his chin. But Wonwoo couldn't care less as he shouts "TELL ME WHY DAMMIT!" and the desperation is out and everything becomes true and it's as unbearable as he thought it would be.

Seungcheol lets out a small laughter before it slowly grows into a bigger one, which scares Wonwoo shitless because till now Seungcheol showed at least a few signs of remorse and guilty but now, who is this person laughing infront of him. Wonwoo is not sure he wished to know.

"You saw nothing or else you are both dead" Seungcheol said spitting blood everywhere and making Wonwoo wonder even more. He wonders if that's a threat towards him and Mingyu but his confusion soon vanishes when Seungcheol continues.

"He kill a woman...couple of months ago.." Seungcheol said and Wonwoo raised both his eyes brows wondering if Seungcheol or who ever was this man before him was talking about his own self in third person.

They had talked about bipolar people in the academy and how even a model citizent can get out of control by just one event spiraling everything into what they become next. He seriously hoped he would never have to face a case with such person as the suspect, he never knew he should wish not to get such a case inside his own family.

"His at his late thirties...he was really scary...I thought of telling the police but...I had...I had to protect Chan.." Seungcheol was crying again and Wonwoo couldn't say that he didn't believe him, he just could trust him all that much anymore. "I thought of telling you..but what if he would come after you as well... s..so i just had to keep Chan safe... and were better to live with than with two police detectives" Seungcheol continued blood spitting everywhere every time he speaked.

"So you pushed him away" the voice just above a whisper came from Mingyu, just having enough power to speak up then, even though he clearly was into the room for a while. Seungcheol nodded and continued to cry.

"I wanted to be a good brother...I wanted to protect him so much..because it's my job you know?" he chuckled awfully, not even trying to be smiley anymore.

"And so you kill him so the older man wouldn't ?!" Wonwoo asked beliweird still not getting what the other thought. The ending was the same.

"Do you have any idea what it would be like for him to die on that mans hands?" Seungcheol threw that accusing look back at him, that look of hate and dissapointment.

Wonwoo was about to speak when Seungcheol spoke up again.

"He would experience pain like never before, he stabs his victims to death for crying out loud!! With that he would welcome fear as his only emotion, lonelyness would come next. Failure of not doing things right, of everything being his fault, he would experience even a glimpse of madness as he would feel himself detereorate and he would wish he was never born, if his fate was just to be a sick enjoyment to just another sick human in this world!" Seungcheol spit out everything with just detail that Wonwoo shook to the core of his soul.

"I know..I imagined the man killing him many times between this couple of months, I would never with any of that happening on him. He was always the purest soul, he deserved better!"

"HE DESERVED TO BE ALIVE!" Wonwoo slaped him again and this time Seungcheol's jaw made a weird, sickening sound. Mingyu had heard such sound before and he knew it heard like bitch.

"Maybe...but I couldn't protect him alive...Noone will ever hurt him now..I..I did good" Seuncheol nodded to himself and that made Wonwoo sick to his stomach. He felt like vomiting but in reality he felt like he wanted to break Seungcheol to bits first.

"I didn't strangle him, I didn't violate him, I didn't hurt him in anyway. I was here all the while talking to him, sharing with him memories-" Wonwoo slapped him again not wanting to listen to any of those details.

"..and life stories and even just talk for interests and games, we played some word ones too, the ones that he likes the most. I was here keeping him company-"

"SHUT UP!" Wonwoo shouted and gave him a punch this time, the knuckles breaking the nose in contact as it started to bleed furiously as well.

" I was here by his side, lying besides him, caressing his soft hair and soft skin as his eyes grew sleepy and he went to sleep. As-" another blow, Wonwoo was a crying mess, wanting to vanish Seungcheol out of the map, geting him somewhere at his right eye and another slap just for good measure.

"..he drew his last breath and his skin turn cold. As his lips lost their beautiful pink and turned that light shade of blue..." Seungcheol tumbled over after the last slap and vomited up blood and stomach fluid, since there was nothing else in there to begin with.

"So tell me...What did I do wrong? I gave him a peaceful, non painful, goodbye, so tell me, what did I do wrong, Wonton? Tell me?" Seungcheol repeated his voice getting lower and lower until he stopped speaking, only wheezing and panting to catch whatever breath he could with a broken nose and not in a better shape mouth.

Mingyu was the first to speak after a while as he said "He was smilling Woo" his voice even though soft and his volume low break through the silence like sharp poisoned daggers.

Wonwoo looked over at his lover and Mingyu nobbed his eyes red from all the crying.

The first to move after another long while was Seungcheol, dragging himself back into the room to continue with what he was ready to do before his ex-friends arrived.

He stopped slightly at the door, pressing a hand on Mingyu's shoulder.

"Please...find that man...I don't want anyone else to suffer like we did.." he said before slipping in the room and locking the door even before Mingyu registered his words.

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Two years later

"I can't believe we lost him again!" Wonwoo screamed, empting all his desk in one swift move of both his hands, his frustration getting the better of him.

"We will get him Woo, you just have to believe, we were a lot closer this time" Mingyu said from somewhere in the office, picking up the reports and other stuff that Wonwoo had just thrown around.

"I know..It's just..." Wonwoo didn't say anymore, couldn't find the correct words.

"I know" Mingyu shushed him with a peck on his lips he placed the reports on the desk before continuing on picking up everything else that the younger vandilised. "It's because of today's date. Last year you were just as frustrated and so you will be next year as well" he gave the younger a sad smile.

Wonwoo frowned "You think we won't have caught him until next year?" he turned around to look out of the office window view, crossing his arms before his chest all fired up and dissapointed, not knowing with who exactly.

Mingyu chuckled softly before leaving whatever he was holding on the desk and gave his lover a back hug. "I didn't mean that silly. I just mean that you will always be frustrated over this anniversary. I wish we could have done something better too..Maybe if I wasn't such a push over back then" he said resting his chin on the youngers shoulder.

"What do you mean? You are still a push over" Wonwoo joked slightly and he a earned pinch on his waist for that. Even though he was sure that pinch would surely leave him a bruise.

"We couldn't have know though, right? He did not talk..we tried..but he.." Wonwoo took a sharp breath as he felt himself reaching a certain point in which he needed to pull up, before he broke down crying.

"He was too scared. He tried his best...he just lost to fear.." Mingyu sighed sadly. There were so many way he had dreamt of ending those days of the past.

His best dream theory was the one where Seungcheol and Chan where still alive and Chan was having a dancing scholarship in a Univercity in the USA and Seungcheol had traveled with him being a PE teacher at said Univercity. Sometimes he even tried to pursuade himself that that was their real life and that was the only reason Seungcheol and Chan weren't with them and they hadn't had any contact with for those past two years.

But then he was looking back down at all the reports and files of the case he was working on. All the deaths and suicides linked to a single murdered and he remembered how he got into this case in the first place. How Chan and Seungcheol were not there with them anymore.

"He lost to paranoia too" was all Wonwoo said before, he turned to kiss the older.

Separating themselves just to pick up whatever mess was left in the floor of the office before, closing the lights, locking the door and leaving for the night to go back to their own apartment.

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The paranoid is never entirely mistaken.

- Sigmund Freud _________________________ crossposted on asianfanfics

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Death May Do Us Apart

Seoul Police Department. 20xx December 18 0900 hours. Morgue.

"The winter caught up for sure, it's been snowing like crazy for three whole days now, the temperature has fallen to minus four, three weeks now" Hanbin said as a conversation opener. He was never good with such and starting of with information and facts was his thing. Everybody knew by now and really talking to his best friend about the newest case he had to assist to was probably not a good subject to start with anyway.

"True. They say the temperature will fall even more the next few days and that a storm is also coming by. It will probably past us though and head towards Russia for the most part" Jiwon supplied back.

"I wonder how it is to live there, I mean they have winter all year. It must be terribly cold" Hanbin said taking a scalpel from his surgical tray and starting examining the skull, on his other hand.

Jiwon was never grossed out but such things. At first he was intrigued and excited to be around dead people and sharp objects and 'play' investigator but that got boring soon enough -after the first six months- and he developed and apathy towards Hanbin's new job and new habits.

"Have you had your lunch yet?" He asked giggling. Hanbin rolled his eyes. "What was it today?" Jiwon continued, curious and intrigued.

"Liliana Rolly. Thirty-seven. Pianist"

"So you know how to play piano now? Amazing!" Jiwon clapped his hands twice.

"So...really quick question; do you actually keep all those traits you are getting when you are off the original-trait-brain you last had?"

"What kind of question is that?" Hanbin looks at the skull on his hand confused. Wonder's where Jiwon gets all those stupid questions from.

"Because, lets be honest here, it would a bummer if you didn't. Like I would love to learn how to kung-fu but I would hate to lose such a trait as soon as I consume a ballerina's brain" Jiwon explains with multiple hand movement.

"Dude, I'm not getting only the traits.." Hanbin says his eyes never living the skull.

"Yes, true. But what are a few memories in front of the infinite of amazing traits and talents?" the question is repulsive because Hanbin knows the memories are the things that keep him up at night but he doesn't have the heart to tell that to the older.

"I don't see it like that" is the only think he says.

"Yes of course. Isn't that why you work on a morgue? I mean you don't even get to kill your own food you get it from a....brain factory. Am I allowed to call it that?" Jiwon's mastery in hand motion intensifies before finishing with just an index circling towards Hanbin, in the air.

"No" is the sort very strict answer Hanbin gives.

"So..you became a zombie and got a job in this brain factory. Good for you. Very clever actually, very clever indeed. Now when are you going to make me a zombie as well best bud? " Jiwon ignores Hanbin's negativity and jokes freely on the subject.

"Ugh...never?" there is an eyebrow rising but no other move from the younger.

"Whaaaat? You can't be serious! I am missing all the action!" Jiwon whines and Hanbin rolls his eyes again.

"You are still alive, happy, still having a relationship, still able to have sex and did I mention that you are alive? " Hanbin makes some wild movements with his scalpel hand too and slightly wonder's if Jiwon's recital is contagious.

"I don't see your point. I could still have all those things even as a zombie~" Jiwon jokes again but maybe not really, Hanbin knows Jiwon believes there is a truth behind those words.

"Really?"

"I would have the chance to be with you"

Hanbin shifted his eyes from the skull in his hand up to Jiwon. The older spread a cheeky smile which soon evaporated when his eyes fell on the seriousness and hurt on the youngster's face.

"Don't even joke about that" he stared down at the latter before pulling his eyes back to the skull at his hands. "You are lucky to have Donghyuk. I wish I could still be with Yunhyeong"

"You can still be with Yunhyeong, you just have to explain to him"

"This again. Yes, explain to him how I turned into a zombie and ended up from upcoming surgeon to morgue assistant. How I had to end our engagement in fear of turning him and ask for him to understand me, if he ever believes me that is"

"He will believe you, he loves you and we will find a way out of it, or we can be all zombie together~"

"Jiwon.."

"I know, I know, not even joke about that.... but I'm not joking, you know we are here for you man"

"Right.. Well I'm surely thankful you are keeping me company but unless you find a cure, I don't see how anyone can help me. The state I am right now is eternal unless I give up on life.."

"Or the cure is found. Hanbin don't give up before we start!"

"The cure cannot be found if only you and I know about the virus existing!"

"Man, you can't be the only one in this state, there must be others out there but even if they aren't we could make a small family of zombies and then take it to the news and then have scientists searching for the cure, what do you say ?!"

Hanbin turned to look at the excited older disbelievingly. Like everything he said until now had gone through one ear and left the other, Jiwon seemed not to pay attention to what he was saying.

"Are you an idiot? I'm not infecting anyone else!"

"What if it's absolutely necessary? Like what if I'm in grave danger and for me to be saved you will have to turn me ?"

"I'm sorry but no. I would miss you but I wouldn't be able to turn you to this" Hanbin sighed eyes casting to the tray near him holding inside all his surgical instruments.

"I'm wounded. What if it was Yunhyeong? Would you have turned him then?" Jiwon asked and by the hesitation on the younger's whole being and the short cut breaths he took a couple of times before starting to talk but never doing so Jiwon knew the answer.

"I'm even more wounded that you would save Yunhyeong but you would let me die."

" I wouldn't!" Hanbin denies his voice reaching a high pitch to cover his previous hesitance.

"Sadly my friend you would. What is even more sad or tragic is that you wouldn't do the same for me, we have been friends for soooooo long and you would have left me for dead....it hurts man, it hurts" Jiwon chuckles dryly and downcast his eyes on his hands.

"Jiwon.."

"No! It's fine I get it, he is the love of your life, I'm just the annoying best friend, no wonder you wouldn't want me around even in the after life..." Jiwon gets up from his seat, pushes the stool further away from him and turns his back to the younger. Hanbin knows by the tone that he is not anywhere near joking anymore and slightly bites his lips a habit he had since he was human.

"Jiwon, it's not like that!" Hanbin leaves the skull inside the tray and circles the operation table, laying an ungloved hand on the older's shoulder.

"No man, I get it... Who would want to hung out with me for eternity" Jiwon's whole body tenses and he moves away from the touch. He moves away from Hanbin and leaves the room completely.

Hanbin is sure he leaves the whole building completely,probably running away from his own thoughts. He sighs, this visit has started so cool and relaxing but Hanbin knew that it wasn't the zombie part of him that ended this visit like that. No, it was he himself that did, his human part, his self. Turning around again he noticed Jiwon's jacket over the other stool near the one he was sitting at.

"The idiot forgot his jacket....I hope he won't freeze to death" he said to no one in the room in particularly, unless the skull on the table counted. Right then a 'ding' noise was heard and Hanbin checked his self-phone by instinct just to cock an eyebrow when no messages were received but the noise continued. He looked over at Jiwon's jacket again.

"Idiot indeed" he said to himself as he reached for the older's self-phone inside the jacket, finding the older's wallet first and a tiny box containing a silver ring second. He bit his lip knowing for who the ring was probably meant for, before actually finding the self-phone itself.

He smiled fondly at the screensaver of him and Jiwon littering the older's phone before putting in the idiot's password and being welcomed by a photo of a smiley Donghyuk. He was glad Jiwon had changed it, because last time he had opened Jiwon's phone he was welcomed by Donghyuk's full erected member and he was certain that that was a part of Donghyuk he never really wanted to meet. Not through a picture or any other way, ever.

Shortly after another messaged got received and so as curious as ever he opened it getting floods of message from none other than Donghyuk, asking him where he was because apparently he had forgotten his keys again and he needed to enter their apartment before dying from the cold. The last message also said to give his 'hellos' to him, which obviously made him smile.

"An idiot for an idiot I guess...baby Donghyuk always forgetting his keys" he smiled to himself before starting typing back a reply, explaining to the younger what had happened -kinda- and that it would be best for Donghyuk to come over his work before anything. Apparently they would have to search for Jiwon before having the chance for anyone of them to go back home.

"Pfft! I will never understand him! How does he manages to always bring himself at the center of attention? This is your break of misery not his, even if you would left him to die! It's freaking understandable that you wouldn't let Yunhyeong have the same fate..gee" Donghyuk was raging about his own boyfriend's inconsideration.

"And I'm sure he started all this with good intentions and all, having a speech about how we are on your side and everything. He means it you know, we are. We all are and we love you and we will find a way for everything to turn back to normal and even if we don't we will still stay by your side. But how dare he get offended later on! Ugh, if he does not freeze to death I'm killing him myself for hurting you like that, even if it is just words.." Donghyuk continued walking a little further to the front from Hanbin as he rant away.

"You do know it's my fault too, right? We all know Jiwon has abandonment issues...I just..brought back ugly memories for him" Hanbin said catching up with Donghyuk before the younger started talking and gaining up his previous speed again.

"Abandonment issues? Talk about being an attention whore! You are having a serious disease problem and he is being all feely touchy!" Donghyuk rages again and Hanbin completely stops in his tracks.

"You don't mean that...." Hanbin whispers and Donghyuk stop in his tracks, couple of meters ahead of him. The snow falls upon them and Donghyuk tracks back to his words to find what he said wrong in his small rant. Hanbin can see the other is confused.

"Are you mad at me that I wouldn't turn Jiwon?" he asks his eyes falling to the snowy cemented floor of the streets.

"I'm not mad, it's your decision to make. Also you two understand we are talking about a hypothesis here, right? " Donghyuk paused, he didn't expect an answer the question itself was more rhetorical than anything else.

"Are you mad that you, wouldn't turn Jiwon?" He asks back, he watches how the older swifts his left leg slightly and how he turns his head once on the left before turning it right and how his eyes are still casted on the pavement.

"If I was thinking it about logically, I should have said no to both him and Yunhyeong. But I just...I didn't say anything when he asked about Yunhyeong but I instantly denied when he asked about himself.."

"It's because logical thought can't function when love is involved" Donghyuk gives him a soft smile from his spot, hands tightening around Jiwon's jacket.

"What kind of friend am I , when I kill my own friend but can not let my love interest have the same fate?" Hanbin questioned eyes locking with Donghyuk, guilt swimming in them.

Donghyuk sighs as he turns back and envelopes Hanbin into a tight hug. "You are both such big babies, we are having all these emotional break downs for a freaking hypothetical question. You are a very good man and a very good friend Kim Hanbin; and you know what? You say this now but when the moment comes are you sure you would let Jiwon die?"

"No.."

"See, problem solved. Now can we please continue the search of my boyfriend that will absolutely have got himself a cold if he hasn't actually died already?" Donghyuk joked, separating the hug but getting to pull around Hanbin by the hand as he started walking in his usual high speed again.

Jiwon had realized he had forgotten his jacket back at Hanbin's work place a little too late. He had reach a two miles away from the station park by then, had realized that his wallet and his self-phone were also left in his jacket and so had the ring he had bought to propose to Donghyuk.

He smiled at the thought of Donghyuk as he paced on the small road the park had before deciding to sit at a bench. The park, coated in white was empty at the hour of eleven o'clock and in such weather Jiwon didn't find it weird at all. Winter in Seoul was after all very cold even when it was not snowing. He should have probably gotten himself into a cafe or something but he had run quite a while and he was not sure his legs could hold him up to walk back to a more inhabitant area again. He would rest for a while and then go back. At least it sounded like a good plan in his head. It stopped sounding good fifteen minutes later in which he had been biting his lip from the cold, whenever his teeth where not cluttering. He had hugged himself and decided that the resting would have to wait until he was somewhere warm at least, as he got himself back up and walking out of the park.

He walked aimlessly towards the way he thought that he had came from and cursed under his breath when the road came to a dead end. The weather was picking up and what was a soft snowfall before it was a blasting foggy storm now. Jiwon hoped he would find the main road soon, just to be able to find a taxi and either go back to Hanbin's working place to get his jacket and money or to his house, for his lover to pay the taxi and make him some warm chocolate. Both sounded very good ideas and the only real thing he had to actually do was to find the road. Easy peasy.

Half an hour later and he was not sure that he was either near the road or anywhere near civilization to begin with. He was completely lost and the fact that he was jacket-less in a snowstorm made everything worse. Hugging himself brought him nothing, not warmth nor comfort and he could swear that if anyone wanted they could actually break his fingers of just by bending them. He decided to dismiss that thought as he continued walking in search of the main road, if he would be able to even see it if he found it.

His mind instead wondered back to his heated conversation with Hanbin and how he had stormed out of there without thinking how the other was feeling about all this.

"Tsk. Idiot...You've been attention whoring again...Donghyuk is right I need help" he chuckled softly to himself before saw two lights on the horizon, glistering and moving wildly around, sometimes even disappearing before reappearing again. The distinct noise of a horn entering his earshot but before he could either register what was happening or was he able to get out of the way he felt himself getting hit by a something cold and with a lot of force.

The air was pushed out of his lungs as he got himself sprawled on the cold ground, body deepening in the snow, meters away from where the impact had happened. He could feel his body getting cold but he knew that this time it was not from the cold, nor the snow sipping in his cloths. He felt himself searching frantically with his eyes but no one was there, he was scared, whatever hit him would be his end.

He closed his eyes and let out a shaky breath, which turned into puffs in the cold atmosphere. God he wouldn't get the chance to apologize to Hanbin for being an idiot and he wouldn't get the chance to propose to Donghyuk. Donghyuk...he wouldn't even know that he was out of the cold like this, he was probably waiting him at home with some hot chocolate in his favorite minion cup. He would miss Donghyuk so much. He would miss Hanbin too and Yunhyeong, he hoped those two get back together though and that Donghyuk would be able to move on in his life. He guessed that it would be easier for the younger since he hadn't proposed yet.

A smile littered his lips before darkness consumed him.

--- "I'm sorry for your loss"

These were the words Donghyuk heard all day since his boyfriend's cremated remains decorated the table near his picture, candles light and flowers attending the feeling of the passing. Donghyuk just accepted every ones apologies, even those that he knew they did not feel the pain and that were probably happy; but Donghyuk did not had the strength to chase them away and as long as they did not destroy Jiwon's last memory they were left alone.

Now he and his two best friend were the only ones in front of Jiwon's own shelf into the cemetery house. Yunhyeong gave a tight squeeze at Donghyuk's left hand before he rested his lips onto his fourhead. "I'm so sorry honey, no one could have predicted this" the older said trying his best to say anything to ease up the latter.

"It's my fault" Hanbin says and Donghyuk shook his head negatively. They have been over the subject multiple times already but Hanbin insisted. The guilt was drowning him.

"There was nothing you could have done" Donghyuk says,his voice is hoarse from all his crying.

'But there was' is the reply that is hovering in the air but never spoken.

Donghyuk doesn't blame him because he knows. He was there when Hanbin scratched and marked Jiwon's body again and again just to manage to wake him up, even if not human but apparently the virus did not attack the already dead cells and so Jiwon had been lost. At least they learned something new about the virus from all that; even though Hanbin doesn't see it like that.

"I could have said that I would turn him too" Hanbin whispers and Donghyuk shuts his eyes not wanting to face the possibilities of that conversation going any better, because that was too much for him.

Yunhyeong does not understand much because he doesn't know about the whole zombie ordeal yet and probably never will...not unless him living depends on it. But he is there for Donghyuk and will always be because he knows how it feels to lose your lover, even if it is not to instant death.

Hanbin decides to leave first, guilt and sorrow pulling him away. "I'm so sorry Donghyuk" are the last words he says before walking away.

Yunhyeong stay with Donghyuk for as long as he is capable to stay there before he takes his leave to at some point. Leaving Donghyuk alone with his boyfriend.

"It was either the cold or a car accident right? You couldn't have waited for us to have a family first, you idiot..." the young man cried all over again. He opens the glass of the shelf and leaves inside a black box.

"The answer is 'I do' Jiwon" he smiles as tears roll down his cheeks. "I found it in the pocket of you jacket....I thought you would like to know that my answer is yes.." he closes the small glassy door before rubbing the ring over his finger.

"Happy Birthday baby" Donghyuk says, his right hand touching the glass, his eyes wondering over the photo before his being withdrawing all together and Donghyuk is out of there.

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The box now exists there, opened besides Jiwon's picture and Jiwon's ashes. Inside it there is a paper, a message for Jiwon to receive if such thing is able anyway. But since zombies are Donghyuk guessed believing in ghosts is not really that crazy.

'I hope you wait for me till eternity ends Jiwon, because I'll be coming for you' the paper reads.

There is a small breeze and the paper swifts. But there is not suppose to be a breeze in those shelves.

The paper won't tell and neither will the breeze but someone is happy and will be waiting. ___________________ cross-posted in asianfanfics

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Firecracker

Jiwon looked over at the mirror, before cold fingers slowly rised to simply touch the black to purple bruise that was forming over and a bit under his eye. He flinched at the pain even the soft touch evoked and his eyes flew over to the cut on his right eyebrow. It seemed deep but not too deep and it was not bleeding anymore, the blood had dried over in a protective coocoon. He let out a shaky exhale and his eyes fell towards the mirage of his own lips, cut in more than one place, he could still taste the cooper of the blood in his mouth.

Slowly he removes his jacket and rest it to the hook near the mirror, soon his eyes falling onto his knucles, red, raw and bloody from the inpact they've been through. He removes his sweater later and then his shirt and he stops to stare at the purplish and yellowish marks littering his abdomen and chest. He touches softly with cold fingers again, almost caressing the skin. This time he does not flinch away and he continues to stare at himself in the mirror.

What would the other's do if they knew. Hanbin would probably want to know what happened and when Jiwon wouldn't tell him, he would force it out of him, either with the good or the bad way. If he resolved to the bad alternative Jinhwan would probably try and hold Hanbin back, tell him how he won't fix anything with causing Jiwon even more pain. Hanbin would understand but he would share deadly and deaf threats with him. Jiwon knows that he doesn't mean them and that he does it because he cares. They all care. But those demons are Jiwon's and Jiwon's alone and he can't burden anyone with his troubles. Not Hanbin, not Jinhwan, not Yunhyeong and definitely not the youngers.

He knows that Hanbin will learn of it sooner rather than later but it won't be of his lips. After all it's one of them that have been taken and however much Jiwon thinks it's his duty to bring him back, Hanbin and the rest of the gang doesn't see it like that. It's only logical really, each of them are part of this family and it's all for one and one for all, as cliche as it sounds.

His eyes fall at the his bruised hips next as he sheds of his jeans before walking towards the bathroom. He doesn't look back, he doesn't pick his clothes up and he doesn't realise the small line of blood trailing him.

He gasps low and moany when hot water meets with his skin and most of his muschles spasm in reaction, from how sore he is. He hisses in a low tone when the hot watter meets other fresh cuts as well and tries his best not to lost focus from the pain. Jiwon was never good with pain. He never liked it and wasn't too good at withstanding it, but he needs pain to know that he survived another fight and he needs pain to remind him to fight, to remind him what he fights for and he needs pain to remember him. Because from the moment he was taken Jiwon felt numb all over, numb and empty.

He doesn't remember how long his been in the shower, he just knows that at some point he opens his eyes to find a distressed Jinhwan over him, hair and clothes wet as he shakes him and from all the steam floating around Jiwon realises they are still in the bathroom, under the hot turned cold water. He also realises that soon he will be in the living room probably stared down by six pair of eyes, three if he is lucky enough. Stared down and questioned, with probably a very pissed Hanbin and oh how he wishes he had thrown his clother into the washing machine when he came and he hadn't lost track of time, possibly passing out in the shower and had hidden away his bruises.

For Jinhwan to be there it meant that they knew. It meant they got the message and Jinhwan was sent here to find out if Jiwon knew to, or more possibly to bring the knews to Jiwon lightly. Softly like a brother would do. But that meant that Jinhwan probably saw the corpse in the hallway as well. He wonder's how he would explain that.

Jiwon was never good with explanations and two weeks now it was a miracle noone had asked him anything. Then again those two weeks now, were suppose to be his vacations with him. Unfortunate he was taken on their second day of vacation. Unfortunate Jiwon was trying to find him ever since. Fortunate noone had linked him to the murders yet, or more over the one that needed to had and was just waiting for the right time to strike and get Jiwon out of the picture for once and for all. That was probably what was happening if Jiwon wanted to be fair with himself.

What is unfortunate the most is the fact that Jiwon thought he would have at least a couple of days before he would have to face Hanbin and the rest. How cruel fate was to find a very pissed Hanbin as soon as he walked back into the living room. He should have guest something was wrong from the total silent treatment Jinhwan was giving him while attending to his wounds. A silent Jinhwan is usually something to fuss around, a very bad omen if you please.

Now that Jiwon is out of the shower and into the sad reality of all he feels as numb as ever. Numb, dull and empty. Having Hanbin around doesn't help for anything and in all his honesty Jiwon is not in the mood to speak with him, well with any of them. He just wants to go back out there and continue his search. Continue until he finds him, hold him in his hands again, bring him back and then if fate finds it fit he can die. But not before any of the previous happens.

His eyes fall on Hanbin's lips and notices that the other is probably speaking. He can't say he has heard any of it, he can't say he hears anyone at all, just his blood rushing through his vains. He turns his head slightly to look at a shadow he caught on his peripherical view only to see Yunhyeong sitting on his couch, looking worried and rather disapointed. Jiwon gets the reason behind that feeling. It's because Jiwon didn't trust on them enough to tell them, inform them.

He feels fire crawling on the left side of his jaw, precisley under his new bruised eye and he hisses lowly when he bites his cheek at the sudden force pulling him backwards. He falls into the floor, hand reaches for his jaw, cupping it, fingers reach inside his mouth, he taste the coper again and he knows he bit too hard. His brown orbs trail over him to see a very red on the face Hanbin, being held back by a very pale Jinhwan. He guesses the older isn't really that pale but it's the contrast between him and the red on Hanbin's face. Yunhyeong is standing too.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!"

Jiwon spits some of the blood gathering in his mouth out. They had learned in a younger age that it's not good to swallow to much blood and in all truth Jiwon doesn't like the taste that much to begin with. He is sure Hanbin said something but he was too preoccupied to listen. Hanbin takes Jiwon's spit offendidly and steps on his shin.

"You bastard, what is wrong with you, you prick!"

Jiwon lets out a cry of pain and suddenly he is back on remembering why Hanbin is so pissed over him. Why Hanbin is here in the first place. Donghyuk. He looks up, his eyes meeting the younger and he swears he sees Hanbin flinch even if it is for a second.

"It's my problem"

The words come out of his mouth on their own accord and even though he means it, his not sure he is the one talking. He hasn't really listen to his voice for those two weeks, the only time either being when he beat his victims into a pulmp waiting for them to confess anything for where his Donghyuk could be or when he talked with Donghyuk on the phone, those spare moments his abductor gave them and at those times Jiwon concentrated more on Donghyuk's voice than his own.

"No it's not! It's not just your problem! We're a family remember!?! " He doesn't look at them so he doesn't know who said it, but at least this time he heard it. He looks over at the hall and he stands up, he let his phone in his jacket, what if Donghyuk called him.

"For crying out loud Jiwon are you even listening to me?!"

"I don't think he entirely communicates with this world to be fair"

He grabs his jacket. His glad Jinhwan didn't get in the trouble of picking his clothers up, he fishes his phone only to find zero calls. He sighs, an emotion of pure anger taking over him and he clenches with all his might at the phone so he won't throw it on the wall and possible break in to million peaces. Instead he shoves his other fist into it. He can feel those three pair of eyes looking at him.

"Jiwon what--"

The anger is still there, etching for release. He punches the wall again and again and again. And the soft green of the wall starts getting red. He remembers why, he remembers how, he remembers the plan and what he is suppose to do but in all truth he is lost withtout him and the rage just consumes him. He continues and puts more force into the fist and there are sounds of bones cracking but that doesn't stop him. Andrenaline drives him.

"Jiwon stop!"

Jiwon's fist stops mid air, it takes him a moment to realise his not punching the wall anymore, his not releasing his anger and he turns his head slowly to find Yunhyeong holding his wrist. He pulls his wrist hard to get it free, but it doesn't work.

"Jiwon that's enough, you are going to break your hand if you continue"

The words doesn't register but the pain slowly does and Donghyuk comes to his mind.

"You don't understand"

The words come in a lower tone than before, before he releases a heartbreaking scream, caughting Yunhyeong of guard and throwing him off rather easier than a minute ago. Yunhyeong will feel embarrassed another day.

His knuckles are bloody and red and raw all over again, but this time most of the blood is his and his alone. He puts the phone over at the small table infront of the mirror slowly and then he turns back to observe his friends, his brothers, his family.

"We understand plenty. Why didn't you inform us? Why didn't you tell us ? We could have helped! We still can help! "

The words register this time and he knows Hanbin said them, even though he doesn't find the voice fitting to the vessel. He shakes his head. It's not their burden, it's not their fault. It's all his. It's all his fault Donghyuk was taken, because he was weak.

"It was precious time. I couldn't... I couldn't waist precious time"

He shakes his head a couple of times before starting to repeat that as a mantra. Calling them, burdening them, waiting for them. That would have taken so much time.

"What are you talking about you literally stayed in the country, base is literally an hour away from this place"

Jiwon shakes his head again. They don't understand. Jinhwan watches over the younger closely, he sees the signs, Jiwon is not well..not mentally, not physically and Hanbin doesn't help much in either case. He will have to intervine surely.

"Why didn't you Jiwon! Did you think you did the right thing by not telling us?!"

"I'm not burdening you! This is my fault!"

Jiwon yells back at the voice he doesn't recognize as Hanbin's but comes out of his lips. Bloodied hand rises to pull his hair back in frustation, fingers shaking, lips shaking.

"Is this what you've been thi--"

"You don't understand"

The older yells again and Hanbin is mostly out of words. He tries hard not to let his anger do the talking because they came here to help and by now all they have accomplished is founding a bruised and deranged Jiwon.

"Make us understand"

Jiwon turns to Jinhwan because that was his voice and for once the voice matches the vessel and Jiwon is happy at least for some seconds. He even shares a small smile before shaking his head and clutching at his hair, pulling them hard and letting out a groan. "They took him and there was nothing I could do"

He shuts his eyes and he starts trembling remembering the event. Not one of his favorite subjects for the past two weeks. It still gives him nightmares when he closes his eyes and it still hunts him even when he is not asleep. The worst moment of his life and he will have to relive it, this time in detail and nowhere to run to, just because they need to understand.

"I tried"

He pants, he shakes his head, he closes his eyes tighter, pulling his hair.

"I tried but they shot me and I couldn't"

There is a whimper leaving his mouth and Jinhwan takes in a sharp inhale, now the bullet wound he saw on the latter's thigh made sense. Made a lot of sense.

"But they let me leave and that was their biggest mistake"

Jinhwan fears that the latter has taken a turn to the dark side and it's nothing as they've seen in movies, horrors and thriller and all that crap. Hanbin flinches again, there is that look on Jiwon's eyes and the tone on his voice scares him even if he never will admit it.

"I'm not gonna stop until I find Donghyuk and take him back"

Yunhyeong takes a step back from where he is, he can't see Jiwon's eyes but he can feel that something is wrong with the lad. He remembers his mother always told him that losing someone you love and cherish more than yourself can be life changing and scary. He never thought he would view something like that and even more on one of his brothers.

"And after I make sure he is okay, I'm going to hunt every last one of them down"

Hanbin shivers but he is not sure if it is because he is scared of what his teamate seem to have deterorate to or angry from him being so...stupid.

"Jiwon have you gotten any sleep at all"

Jiwon's dark posture is gone and he seems to be replaced by a younger version of himself, a lost child if you will.

"No.. Not really.. that day..still hunts me"

"Do you eat well? Do you rest at all? "

"What...What are you talking about I can't eat or rest untill Donghyuk is back here safe"

Jiwon's mood relapses back to frustration at the older and he sees that they do not understand. They never will.

"Jiwon how did you get all your bruises? "

The question throws the latter off and he seems lost for a second, his bloodied hand falling back down besides his hips as his eyes unfocus before focusing again.

"I fought. I fought to the death...have to find Donghyuk" Jinhwan doesn't seem much taken aback anymore. Not like Yunhyeong who has taken multiple steps back since Jiwon started talking and his further away from his friend now, possibly scared of what a deranged Jiwon could do. His next question is heavy in his chest but he has to ask it, they have to know how far Jiwon had gone, he has to know if the younger could be reached and brought back.

"Jiwon, how many have you killed?"

The question leaves thick off his lips and covers the room in it's darkness. Hanbin knows it happened. He knew because Jiwon wasn't really all that careful about it and it's a miracle the police isn't on his trail just yet and it's a miracle the latter is even alive. And even if he didn't knew the corpse on Jiwon's hallway was kind of hard to miss but it still weighted him down to hear the question spoken aloud.

"I don't know...Didn't exactly kept score"

The reply is honest and Hanbin feels his stomach turning. Is this still his carefree friend, brother, family member that two weeks ago was so happy to at last take some time off duty with his boyfriend?

"So Donghyuk was taken and your plan was to turn terminator on their ass?"

Hanbin was beyond holding his anger anymore. They are a gang, yes but even though they have fought plenty of fights none of them ever had taken a life. Their gang was a family and their purpose was clearly territorial, nothing more, nothing less. Hanbin knows that if anyone provoked anyone it wasn't his boys but what Jiwon went ahead and done was not reasonable. Not reasonable at all. Jiwon knew they would back him up anyday and they would make anything to take Donghyuk back. But this ? Going into a killing spree? What was Jiwon thinking.

"Who are you?"

Hanbin frowns at Jiwon's question and looks over at Jinhwan before looking back at his elder.

"What do you mean?"

"The voice does not fit the vessel"

Hanbin feels sick again. Jiwon doesn't have time to say anything more as his phone starts ringing and he picks it up in lighting speed, having the decency -or at least some part of him does- to put it on loud speak as he answers the call.

"Hyung!!"

"Donghyuk!"

"I'm okay, please stop doing stupid things, I don't want you to get hurt"

"Donghyuk, I'm so close! I'm going to find you! I'm going to bring you back"

"Hyung please! Jiwon, Jiwon hyung.. Don't do anything stupid, I can't bare losing you"

"Donghyuk I--"

"How romantic, haven't you two got bored on pretenting to be so worried over each other"

"Mino"

"You were quite active this week too, Jiwon ah"

"I'll save him and then I'm coming for your head"

"Big words for someone that kills with his bare hands"

"You just wish I don't find you!"

"Maybe you should wish I don't find you. You've been a nuisance to my back two weeks now, just give up. Donghyuk was suppose to be in my gang before he fell in 'love' with you so by dept he belong to me"

"He doesn't want to be in your gang you bastard!"

"Yeah well, you could have taken the other option and bring me the xxxWon I asked for.. you just thought going rambage on my gang and fellow accomplishes would get you somewhere else except probably future killed"

"I swear to god--"

Jiwon let out a low groan before his eyes closed and he was lost for the time being, of to dreamland.

"We will get you the money in return for Donghyuk"

"Ah Hanbin ah, took you a while to find your little serial killer"

"Is it a deal?"

"Yes of course and because I am not a heartless man you have until Sunday"

"We shall speak again about the details"

"Yes of course Hanbin ah. Glad doing buissness with you.. Just do me a favor and keep your cave man better checked next time, he cost me twenty three men"

"Will do"

Hanbin ends the call as his stomach still does flips. Not knowing how many were killed was bad enough, now having a number to accompany his imagination was worse. The information of Jiwon not using an actual weapon to do any of the killings was sickening all on it's own too, though he understood, bare hands meant release on a personal level. It was still scary as hell.

Yunhyeong stared at the unconcious body on the couch and wandered what really drove Jiwon to become the bringer of death over searching for the money. He understood it was personal, Mino took his boyfriend, their brother but killing; killing was too much.

"Do you think something is wrong with him?" Yunhyeong askes Jinhwan. Hanbin looked over at the older as well.

"It's not normal to turn into a killing spree but Mino and Jiwon had a quarel for years and we all know who started that. I think Jiwon's mentality is at edge because he has deprived himself from things he shouldn't, I can't really excuse him for taking another human life but I don't think he has really understand the concept till now. We will probably know best when he wakes up again."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that the Jiwon we just spoke to...probably isn't our normal Jiwon. Now don't mean he has multiple personalities but I don't think he was entirely sure of his surroundings or half of the things that have been said and done. In what extent I don't know"

Jinhwan replies, concludes, affirms. It's true he doesn't approve of Jiwon's actions but this is still their Jiwon and after this nightmare is done and over with, he will still be their Jiwon. It will take them a while to readjust or let him near the youngers but Jiwon is still family and that would never change.

"Donghyuk seemed to know"

"Huh?"

"Donghyuk seemed to know about Jiwon's killing spree..He didn't seem freaked, he seemed more concerned over him than scared at anyway"

"True.."

"I bet he knows. Mino probably keeps him updated at everything, probably thought it would break Donghyuk's spirit or even turn him against us, if Donghyuk lost faith in Jiwon, if Donghyuk was scared of him.."

"Jiwon would lose it...worse than he did now"

"Let's just reunite the two and hope for the best" There were nods all around the room before all three sighed.

"Yunhyeong, call Junhoe and tell him to transfer equal small amounts of cash to our bank account from others, till we reach Mino's demand cost" The older nods and walks out of the apartment to do as his leader requested. Junhoe would whine for ruining his free time before he would comply and Yunhyeong would probably end up with owning the younger something but he guessed it was worth it. After all Junhoe was their diamond at hacking and right now they needed whatever favors to save two of their gang members, even if the one case was more physical than the other.

There were reasons Hanbin was their leader. Just like there were reasons Jinhwan was their nurse -even if he hated being called that- and consaultant, Jiwon was their fighter, Yunhyeong himself was their stockbroker, Donghyuk knew how to make his essense noticeable, which wasn't always good but he knew how to get himself out of things if said things got ugly. Junhoe was their hacker, Chanwoo was their mechanic. The best if anyone had to say anything. And Jinhyeong was Jiwon's actual younger brother and because Jiwon was in the gang Jinhyeong got in as well. The fact that they were orphans probably held high reasoning in that.

But Donghyuk, Junhoe, Chanwoo and Jinhyeong were the youngest and the so called kids in their family. Hanbin protecting them from any harm. Everyone else protecting them from any harm. So when Jiwon and Donghyuk got together there were some conflicts in their little group but with time and without anyone being able to really deny their love for each other, everyone accepted their relationship.

When Jiwon was saying that he couldn't leave without Donghyuk, that he couldn't fuction properly, Hanbin always laughed at his face. Well right now, staring at the older sleeping he guessed this wasn't really that far off. With Donghyuk taken away from him Jiwon lost...all human reasoning. He briefly pittied his friend, love made him unstable and he briefly got jealous of Donghyuk becuase Jiwon would literally kill for him.

It's about five hours later that Jiwon comes back to consciousness. Jinhwan and Hanbin are the only ones in the house with him. Jinhwan is in the kitchen cooking while Hanbin has his eyes on him. He lets out shaky breath when he sees Jiwon's now bandaged hand brushing through his hair, Jiwon turning his head towards his presence before sitting up.

"Hey"

"How did you get here?"

Hanbin is taken aback because the other doesn't seem to collect their presence from before and that worries Hanbin, if he doesn't remember and he doesn't acknowledge does that mean that Jiwon is lost from them? Or is it that he just need his fair amount of sleep and food to actually work properly?

"We know and we are here to help you. Junhoe is transfering the money to our account as we speak.." He pauses and thinks over his sentence again, he needs Jiwon to understand him and agree with him or at least slightly, he needs Jiwon to see reason so that he won't relapse to his animal self again. Hanbin will call it animal from now on, because he never thought Jiwon had such insticts and still a missfortune later and the older let out his beast to shred everything on it's path.

"We will meet with Mino to make the exchange and that will be it"

"Sounds like a plan"

Jinwon nods and he is lets a small smile out. It's not weird or creepy, it's his usual small one and that plus the reason in Jiwon's voice make Hanbin relax even slightly.

"When is the exchange?"

"Sunday. I was thinking..for you not to come"

"What?! He has Donghyuk, I have to come"

"You killed twenty three of his men! You have a quarrel since god knows were, do you really think it's wise for you to go?"

"Well what if he decides that he wants to hurt Donghyuk because I'm not there!?"

Jiwon and Hanbin are now standing, Jiwon seems to be panting slightly even for a battle of only yells and Hanbin's eyes fall over his bruised jaw. On the bruise he caused the older a couple of hours ago and then he trails them at Jiwon's white shirt covered chest. Jinhwan informed him of all that he'd seen in the shower and tries to remember if there was another point in their life were Jiwon was ever as hurt as now. He finds a memory long forgotten from their last year in highschool, back then when the gang was only Him and the three older. Back then, Jiwon had been provoked by another gang with more members than theirs but just as Hanbin had instructed them, he didn't turn to their provocations. Even if Hanbin didn't know any better, that infuriated the others more and they laid the first punch. And the second and the third and actually beated Jiwon half to death or they would have managed to kill him if Hanbin hadn't been informed and called upon a teacher. From that day on Hanbin change the rules to not provoking but protecting yourself when it comes to it. Jiwon never got hurt that bad after that.

"Fine..but please be alert at all times. Now lets get you something to eat"

Jiwon only nodded and followed his leader to the kitchen where Jinhwan laid him some rice with bulgogi and kimchi, for Jiwon to eat. Jiwon thanked both of them and feasted upon the cooked meal, moaning every once in a while from the protest his jawline gave him at every bite.

"Hanbin I'm sorry..I don't know what took over me...Killing people"

"Just don't do it again and we will forget about it"

"How can you say that, how can you even still want me in the gang after what I did?"

"Because we are family Jiwon..It take us a while to get over it but you were not on your right mind and whatever happened your purpose was to protect family and that's what we stand for"

"Shouldn't I turn myself in?"

"No. You are not the first not the last gang member that went out there killing, the police doesn't know it, isn't anywhere near your trail and won't really bother searching for you if the murders stop, which they will. Don't be stupid.."

"I have to make up for what I did..somehow"

"Not but giving yourself in. Do you think Donghyuk will be okay with that? "

"No..."

"None of us will"

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.."

"It's ok, we'll get through it like a family. Now finish your food, you need energy and rest, Sunday is two days away"

Jiwon stared down his reflexion on the side mirror of the car. He stared down at the man, the monster that he did not recognize anymore. Two days of food and rest, restore him fully for him to have guilt knocking on his door and doubts for really belonging with his family anymore. The nightmares of that day, changed to nightmares of his killings and the guilt in his gut grew a little bit more every time. He was drowning in it as Sunday rose and he started to wonder if he would be any good for Donghyuk after all this. His reflexion was the monster that broke out not so long ago, the monster that took so many lives and Jiwon wondered if he should remove himself from everyones life when this was over; whatever Hanbin and the others said, killing was not something to forget so easily just because a friend had done it. Though he liked the sentiment, he could see Jinhwan tip toeing around him, just to be sure he won't set the beast loose again. Though understandable, it made Jiwon feel like he was the monster, mirror or not.

"They are late"

"You know Mino, he likes making an entrance, he will be here soon"

And true to Hanbin's words soon arrived a whole black 4x4 jeep and a toyota car followoing behind it. Mino got off the back of the jeep, removing his sunglasses and placing them in his suits chest pocket, looking around as two of his men pulled Donghyuk from the back of the toyota. Donghyuk seemed fairly okay and that calmed Jiwon a lot but not completely.

Hanbin nodded over to him and they soon got of their car too, reaching Mino half way. Hanbin hold a suitcase with the money in it while Jiwon was there to recieve Donghyuk and probably exchange an angry look or two with Mino himself. Hanbin forbid him to talk to the older in whatever way, he was to do the talking.

"Hanbin"

"Mino"

They wave to each other before the older's eyes fell on Jiwon who was having a staring contest with Donghyuk. Both of them tensing up at the small gap separating them. Hanbin passed the suitcase and one of the mans that hold Donghyuk took it over to count over the hood of the jeep. Jiwon bit his lip, they would have to make sure everything was there before passing their prisoner over to him. The waiting was killing him but just as instructed he did not talk to anyone, Mino on the other hand had other plans as he let out a small chuckle his eyes still locked onto Jiwon.

"You seem a lot better than you did a couple of days ago"

"Stop it! We are here for the exchange and only that"

"Relax my friend, it's just small talk till Seunghoon is done counting"

"I'm not your friend"

"Woah! Burn!"

Mino was chuckling and making fun of Hanbin, who was proud for his hyung not having jumped on the older yet, he knew Jiwon wanted to he could see it from his fists, tightening at every word the other said but his eyes were locked with Donghyuk's and he was pretty sure they would stay there till the younger was into his arms.

"You know what else burns? This new drug I've been flushing into Jiwon's bloodstream two weeks now"

That got their attention. Everyones attentions.

"What?"

"Ah yes. It's very new and has some side effects so I kinda needed to try it somewhere before selling it. You know secure my buisness. Jiwon owed me so what better way of paying me back from volunteering as my test subject?"

"I'm pretty sure he did not volunteer"

"Minor set back. That's why I got Donghyuk in the first place. Knowing Jiwon would do anything to get him back, I would test my new drag and I would be getting payed for it. But this caveman over there went out on a killing spree..which cost me money. "

The new information was too much to grasp around but from the look of horror in Jiwon's and Donghyuk's eyes he knew that they were all on the same page. Jiwon was scared shitless because a drug meant addiciton and if that really happened, he sure wouldn't have a place to go back into, even if it wasn't his fault that started it.

"What are the side effects?"

"It's called Firecracker and don't worry you can't get addicted to it. It's an adrenaline bassed drug to stimulate emotions like anger and bring out your 'true' power. It's a ring to the death kind of drug. You can either breath it in or flush it in. Jiwon made the second option a lot easier with him coming over to us."

"When was the first time?"

Jiwon asked, his voice trembling his hands trembling and Hanbin wished he hadn't showed Mino his fear. The older's lips turned up into a wicked smile at the latters shaky question and he chuckled lowly. Hanbin would prefer for his question to be answered but he guessed Mino would answer the one that hurt more his fellow crew members other than explaining.

"The first time you killed someone. You won't be remembering because that is one of the side effects. Brief memory loss, you won't remember none of the times you got injected, you can try as hard as you want but the memory won't come. The drug can circulate in your bloodstream for two to three days and that is if you don't eat or drink anything."

Hanbin swallowed hard on a knot he had in his throat. Jiwon had not eaten all that much these past two weeks, so the drug stayed longer in his system.

"Other side effects are loss of hunger, and loss of focus. But because is stimulates anger so good it's not really a problem. Ah! We also tried a double dose on you just to see if it was possible to kill the one taking the drug but it only fuel your anger and hench the killings."

"So..I did not kill because I went nuts"

"Oh no, I suppoe you did not get nuts. No no, the bloodthrist you expirience is definitely something you couldn't have done without the drug. But with your help now we know that a normal dosage is too much for scrawny guys like yourself, even if it gives the rush needed."

"I'm done sir, they are all here"

Mino smiled as Seunghoon came over to proclaim his task done. He waved over at the man still holding Donghyuk and Seungyoon realised the younger, pushing him over to Jiwon who was still in alert enough to catch his younger boyfriend. Hanbin even though sick from all the revelations of the night found it best to return back home. They wouldn't solve anything with blunty attacking and he was sure Mino would not attack only with his fists if it ever came down to that, so he nodded his head over to their car signaling the other two to head back. The other two nodded back in agreement as Jiwon caressed soothingly Donghyuk's back and pushed him further infront of him, so to be shielding him if anything, towards the car.

"Oh and Jiwon one last thing"

Mino said but Jiwon did not turn around to see, he didn't stop on his tracks, he did not acknowledge the older at all as he spoke. He knew what the other had in mind and he would prefer to defy Mino in order to get at least Donghyuk back to the car safe than anything else. Mino was arrogant after all, he always wanted his victim to look at him before doing anything else, if Jiwon didn't look back he would probably let him walk away.

Jiwon realised how wrong he was when felt his right shoulder burning and then again his right abdominal area doing exactly the same as he a low scream left his lips. He did not give the older the satisfaction of falling to the ground, even as he felt his shirt soaking in his own blood and his knees weakening. He did not heart a bang so the bastard probably used a silencer, would explain why Hanbin and Donghyuk had freaked out yet, not as much as Jinhwan and Yunhyeong who were now out of the car and running their way, probably had seen the scene unravel.

"You will always owe me, till the day you die"

Those were the last words he heard coming from Mino before he guesses he got into his car and left. Now he could finally fall or cry, because the burning was subsiding but the pain was only rising and getting the worst of him. His sure he heard his name called a couple of times before darkness took him in it's arms.

Jiwon opens his yes again to find himself in a whole white room with Jinhyeong sitting on his left side and Donghyuk on his right. Both sleeping. He lets out a small smile because his two favorite people in the world are there asleep, by his side and because that means that he is still alive. He tries to get himself slightly sitting up straighter without waking up either of them but he fails as he hisses from putting to much pressure on his right side, waking Jinhyeong up. "Hyung! No, don't do that"

"Shh! You will wake him! It's ok, I'm fine"

Jiwon cover's Jinhyeong's lips with his left hand, making sure Donghyuk is still sleeping before removing his hand.

"You got shot, in two different places. That's what I call not okay"

"I'm still alive, aren't I ?"

"Cheeky smiles won't save you. I was worried!"

"I know..I'm sorry"

"Hanbin hyung explained to everyone what happened. I don't think you are a monster..It's all Mino's fault."

"When you say everyone?"

"I mean everyone hyung. Noone blames you and noone's scared of you. Because we had to bring you to a hospital we um..Hanbin hyung said some white lies. You will have to talk to the police later on because they found some left overs of the firecracker drug in your blood, they want a full report of how it ended up there. Hanbin hyung already told them that they were people that used you as a test subject. You better say the same hyung, it's not like it's a lie"

Jiwon could only nod dumbfound of how much his younger brother had grown. He felt some proud taking over him and smiled to the younger as Jinhyeong bid him goodbye for the time being only for Hanbin to enter at his place.

"Hey"

"We missed you. It's been around three days you ass! Couldn't you wake up sooner?"

"Shh! You will wake him!"

Jiwon said to the other before digesting the new information as he layed his right hand over Donghyuk's one. Smilling dreamily even at such small connection.

"Yeah, sorry. So, now that you woke there is something you need to know..The police will be coming soon so I need you to--"

"I know, Jinhyeong informed me on that prospect"

"I need you not to play hero Jiwon. This family is here for you, no matter what, so don't be stupid an--"

"I wouldn't. I will follow your plan, don't worry. When have I not to begin with"

"True.."

Hanbin said before smiling and Jiwon nodded and smiled back at him, before his eyes fell upon his still sleeping boyfriend as he caressed his hair.

"His been here all three days. I think he missed you the most."

"I missed him the most too"

"Wow! Speaking for the rest of the gang as well, we thank you for that burn"

They both chuckled, which soon turn to laughter and that was finally what awoken the younger. Donghyuk looked over the room like a lost puppy, before his eyes adjusted to the light. He slightly bowed his head towards Hanbin before turning to look at the one laying in the bed, hand flying over his mouth as eyes meet eyes and a feeling of happiness overhelms him.

"J..Jiwon"

"Oh! Oh! Hey, don't cry! Please don't cry, see I'm here, I'm alive, please don't cry Donghyuk"

"You idiot!"

Jiwon's smile fell off his face as soon as Donghyuk's tears appeared.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, just please don't cry"

"These are tears of happiness! I missed you so much!"

Donghyuk said before smashing their lips together. Words of love not needed when they hold each other like that. Hanbin still in the room and probably forgotten turned tomatoe red at the intimacy between the two and silently took his leave.

Jiwon looked over at the mirror, before cold fingers slowly rised to simply fix his messily maid necktie. He tsked a couple of time before he was turned around, slim fingers untying the hazard over his neck to retie it in what it suppose to look like.

"Thank you, you save me"

"You are able to fix the sink but you can not fix your own tie, how knightly"

Jiwon just smiles before claiming his boyfriends lips into a passionate kiss.

"I can fix other things as well"

"Yes you can. But definitely not right now, we have to get to the court remember. Today is the end of the trial. Mino is send to jail, remember? No more fear for us to walk around free and before you say anything, you know its a necesity for you to be there"

"Yeah I guess, I just wish I shouldn't have to, you shouldn't have to"

"Relax everything's going to be alright, now come on lets get going Hanbin hyung is waiting for us"

"Yeah, yeah... Remind me why it is Hanbin that will drive us there?"

"Because he got his driver license and he wants to practice, now stop whinning and come"

Donghyuk giggles as he pulls his boyfriend with him out their apartment.

It's been six months since Jiwon got out of the hospital and five since Hanbin started the accusations against Mino. Mino tried to drag Jiwon together with him as the murdered of twenty three men but with the lack of evidence and a very good alibi -fixed by Junhoe and Hanbin- Jiwon's case was dropped. Mino got a lifelong sentece for all the mistreats he caused not only to Jiwon but to the whole society of South Korea and not even good behavior would get him out of this one.

Jiwon's bad times were never mentioned again and their little family lived as normal as able. With the help of all their family members Jiwon managed to send Jinhyeong to college for him to study what he loved the most -English Literature- and get him out of the dangers of the streets. Jinhyeong persuade Chanwoo to go with him as well only that he chose the Engineering class.

Junhoe gathered as much courage as he could and following Donghyuk's steps confessed to Jinhwan who accepted his feelings and gave them back to him in full force. Hanbin as usual was not pleased at first but accepted it nonetheless.

Yunhyeong continued making them money in the stockmarket and Hanbin continued bossing everyone around. Well at least for the hours he didn't work on the mall. Donghyuk and Jiwon worked together on strengthening their relationship more everyday, except when Donghyuk was babysitting and Jiwon was delivering.

Every Sunday they still all meet up to eat together, just like the tight family they are. ________________________ cross posted on Asianfanfics

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Asshole Magnet

"Hey guys how is it going?" Donghyuk chirps happily, skipping towards the bar were Jiwon and Yunhyeong are at. "Hey" Jiwon smiles back at him, checking his watch before looking towards the door. Donghyuk notes that the older is not in his work clothes but a cute colorful sweater and tight jeans. His hair are on point and is that a soft line of eyeliner he sees? "Are you waiting for someone? Because you can stop, I am here!" Donghyuk jokes but not really because all this means that Jiwon has a date and if it's not him it is probably Hanbin hyung. "Ah yeah" Jiwon nods and absent mindly ignores Donghyuk's joke, checking his watch again before his eyes drift to the close door. "His late an hour Jiwon, I don't think his coming today, maybe something happened" Yunhyeong jumps into the conversation to inform his chingu. Jiwon worries his lower lip and checks on the door again. "I'll go call him" he whispers and walks to the back, probably going to Jinhwan's office to call from there. "Two cappuccino's, a freddo and a white hot chocolate" comes Hanbin's voice from the side and Donghyuk almost falls of his stool because Hanbin is actually working. Working in the shop. Working at the same time Jiwon waits for someone. Working the same time Jiwon has a date with someone that is not Hanbin or him. And that scares Donghyuk the most. "With who?" is all Donghyuk manages to ask and he is sure he recieves a weird look from Hanbin, or so he thinks based on his peripherical view. His gaze is stuck on Yunhyeong. "A guy he met on university, Song Minko I think was his name" Yunhyeong replies like he had read or heard Donghyuk's complete sentence. "Mino. Song Mino" Hanbin corrects from the side and Donghyuk can feel the distaste on the older's tone. Donghyuk nods and before he is ready to comment on anything or thank the olders for their share of information, Jiwon walks back in sighing and being generally...well you wouldn't call it happy. "He..won't make it today" he announces as a pout litters his lips. "Good, you can help around the cafe now" Hanbin says, flat tone and all and recieves a glare from Yunhyeong. He would recieve one from Donghyuk as well but it's not something he should do towards an elder. "Did you decide upon another date?" Yunhyeong asks and Jiwon only nods, whispers a "Monday" before his eyes fall into an apron left on the counter. "Why don't you go home for today" Yunhyeong tales him as he reaches for the apron and takes in away from him. "I can take you home, hyung" Donghyuk says and gives him a bright smile. Jiwon only nods. -- Donghyuk really can't take his eyes of Jiwon, well except when Jiwon looks his way because he doesn't want to give himself away and getting caught staring would obviously do more than that. But Jiwon is breathtaking and Donghyuk knew he liked the man but he is sure he doesn't remember signing anywhere that said falling in love. Falling deeply in love. Because he feels it while staring at the older a little bit further to the front from him, staring at how handsome the guy is in his eyes and how he wants to take whatever makes the older sad away and throw it in an endless pit. He realises how mesmerising he is from even the way the older walks and how he wishes he could kiss those pouty lips and turn them into the beautiful smile, Donghyuk has seen Jiwon giving only Hanbin. Donghyuk know that Hanbin and Jiwon have a special bond but he can see clearer than through glass that Hanbin does not share the same feelings Jiwon does. Of course he doesn't know any of them for longer than a couple of months now but he sees the way Jiwon looks at Hanbin, the way he depends on him, the way Jiwon breaths Hanbin and he also sees the way Hanbin does nothing of those. He sees how Hanbin just feels protective over the other but more like a brother than a lover and Donghyuk knows that he is somewhat jealous of Hanbin. Jealous of all the love Jiwon has for him. Donghyuk realises he is in some deep shit. "Thank you for walking me home" Jiwon's voice brings him back to reality as they stop infront of a building, Donghyuk blinks a couple of times and gives a slow nod. "Would you like to come in for a bit?" Jiwon asks but Donghyuk declines, surprising both him and the older, before bidding his goodbye and walking away. -- It's Thursday evening when Donghyuk walks into Carnet Fleuri again. He had been busy trying to prepare for a deadline and had completely abandond the outside world for half the week. Walking inside he finds a very frowning Hanbin and a quite stressed Jinhwan. "Hello, what is wrong hyungs?" Donghyuk asks and tilts his head to the side as he walks closer to the counter. "We had the honor to meet Jiwon's new friend" Jinhwan says and pours himself a glass of water from behind the counter. "I swear, Jiwon is like an asshole magnet dating machine" Hanbin tsks and stares harshly over at Donghyuk. Donghyuk frowns himself. "So you met him on Monday, is it really that bad?" he asks, worried and his heart thumbs to wildly in his chest he swears it will break free and leave. "We met him today, he came around picking Jiwon up even without a scheduled date." Hanbin said "Monday's date did not happen, he stood him up in the middle of nowhere for about two hours before calling him and cancelling it" he explained, scoffing at the memory of being called to pick him up. "I don't get why he even gives him so many chances, the guy is obviously bitchy beyond repair and rude" Jinhwan says looking over the glass in his hand. "He gives too many chances to everyone" Hanbin says and Donghyuk can sense some kind of sadness in his tone. Maybe something that happened in the past, maybe something to do with Hongseok. He guesses he'll never really know. He wishes Jiwon will give him a chance too at some point. Donghyuk leaves the cafe that evening with two hot chocolate's at hand. He was not in the mood to stay there. -- "Hyung!" Donghyuk runs towards Jiwon where he spotted him in the mall. Jiwon turns and smiles at him and Donghyuk's whole world stops moving at that smile. "Hey, what are you doing here?" Jiwon asks, ruffling the younger's hair. "If I didn't know any better I would belive you were following me" he jokes and Donghyuk is lost into every detail he sees on Jiwon right that moment. Lost at how his eyes make soft wringles on the side and how his lips are rather pinkier than usually and how his hair are slightly messy but hot as fuck and how his tone vibrates with happy emotions and Donghyuk finds himself smile as well and be happy. Well for as long as it last till a guy comes, shoving him away only to pass and grab Jiwon's waste possessively and just by turning to look over at the latter Donghyuk know that that must be Mino. "Are you bothering him? You most definitely are, you are in his space, walk away little trash" the guy says and Donghyuk watches how Jiwon rolls his eyes. "I happen to know the guy, he happens to be my friend" Jiwon says, pulls himself off the possessive hold and goes beside Donghyuk, taking the younger's hand in his. Donghyuk's heart rips out of his chest and trully flies away happily. "You must be joking, he is at least ten years younger than us" Mino raises an eyebrow. "Plus he doesn't seem the part were you two get to hold hands so casually" he continues and Mino swears he wants to punch the guy. "Well you don't--" "He is destroying our date as well, just go away kid" Mino cuts Jiwon short and Donghyuk knows when he is unwanted. "Don't you da--" Jiwon starts but this time Donghyuk cuts him off. "It's okay hyung, I am running late anyway, see you around and have fun on your date" Donghyuk says politely before bowing slightly at both and leaving. Mino better hopes they won't meet again because he won't hold back if they do and dongsaeng or not Donghyuk will be glad to show him who doesn't seem the part on holding anything of Jiwon's. -- "Hello~" Donghyuk chirps, a week later, project free for once, when he sees Jiwon back at the cafe. "Hello, Donghyuk ah" Jiwon smiles at the kid as he enters. "Hyung, how was your week? How did your date go?" Donghyuk asks. "I don't like the guy, he was too arrogant but he didn't want to get the message" Jiwon huffs before giving the younger a smile. "Oh I see.. Well if you ever want hyung, I am a good rebound" Donghyuk jokes, but not really. Maybe just maybe Jiwon would give me a chance, right? Jiwon laughs at the -not really a joke- joke "Okay" he smiles again "I'll give it a thought" he says and ruffles Donghyuk's hair just so to break the 'ice'. Donghyuk wishes the older would stop sending his so many mixed signals and completely unclear messages already. ________________________ cross posted on Asianfanfics

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Hanbin 22.10.1996

[Jinhwan x Hanbin] Jinhwan is short and that makes it easy for someone to move him around on the bed. But Jinhwan is strong as well -even if his short posture doesn't shows it- and when he wants to noone can move him, not even a bit. Hanbin admires that. Hanbin admires all those muschless in Jinhwan's thighs -even if noone believes they exist- and he has succumb to those thighs more than he can count. So when Jinhwan continues to mess up their choreography Hanbin is quick to notice the erection between those thighs and gives everyone a thirty minutes break -weird for Satan himself, he usually only allows breaks consisting of five minutes tops, sometimes even less-. Jinhwan blushingly goes towards the bathroom, he doesn't expect Hanbin pushing his way through the door too, to help him out. Hanbin loves it between those thighs, he would never admit it out loud and that is why when the older asks "Hanbin are you okay? What are you doing? Hanbin stop--" he doesn't reply with words but with attaching his lips on those thighs and smile to himself at the older's manly yelp. Jinhwan wishes in a littany inside his head that noone barges in to find them, because whatever the younger is doing it feels extremely good. Jinhwan doesn't know Hanbin has locked the door -and had left one of Jiwon's socks in the doorknob, just for good measure-. The lips briefly go to the erected member before going back to the thighs and Hanbin decided to jerk the shorter male off. Slim fingers wrap around the long and thin shaft, starting a slow pace as lips kiss and suck the inside of those thighs. The pace quickens and the thighs are already littered with multiple hickeys when suddenly they close into a strangling headlock and Hanbin looks up, -caught off guard- confused. "I'm close" Jinhwan manages to pant out "Please suck me" he continues and Hanbin smiles before compling. Taking as much of the long member as he could fit and starts bobbing his head. Sucking and making slurping sounds every now and then. A couple of sucks later the older let out a manly yelp as he came lots inside Hanbin's mouth, which the younger swallowed with no whines or objections. Hanbin noted how the thighs reacted at the males release, how he felt the nerves pulsating beside his ears, how the muschles twitched and how everything relaxed completely after his orgasm was ridden off. Not long after Hanbin recolected himself and smiled towards his hyung "The break ends in ten minutes" he says before unlocking the bathroom and leaving. [Yunhyeong x Hanbin] Everyone was ready and into the kitchen by ten their late day, everyone except Yunhyeong who was int eh shower for at least six minutes. And by the rules of an apartment with seven members five minutes shower where enough. Hanbin as the leader took it to his hand to check what was wrong with the odler. Finding Yunhyeong in the shower with a morning wood was not really that surprising. Actually it wouldn't be for anyone in their group, they were all growing up into fine men anyway. Hanbin was fast to lock the door behind them, one of them seeing was probably enough for Yunhyeong's pride. And to Hanbin's suspicions a blushing Yunhyeong covered himself. "Hanbin what are you doing here?" the older asks, his cheeks turning tomatoe red. "I'm here to help hyung, like a good leader" the younger says while undressing, walking closer to the shower. "Wha--! No, it's okay I have it under control" Yunhyeong tries but Hanbin won't have any of it. The younger winched slightly as the hot water touched his skin but he soon got used to it, as he trapped Yunhyeong to the glass-brick wall behind him. "Hyung you don't have to be embarrassed about it" Hanbin says and grabs the member in questions, shooing the older's hands away. He softly grabs his semi-hard memeber as well in the same hand as he pushes their bodies further into each other. Yunhyeong shivers at the fingers around his cock and the youngest's flesh against it as well. "Hanbin..it's wrong" Yunhyeong pants but let's the younger do as he pleases, he likes the sensation he won't he won't lie about that. Hanbin chuckles at the older's weak refusal and he knows that if Yunhyeong really didn't want to, he would have done more than just tell him about it. A shove for example would be enough, Yunhyeong is strong enough to do worse anyway. Hanbin says nothing but moans along with the older and his pace increases and Yunhyeong grabs him by his hair, now wet from the water. The latter groaned a bit but didn't whine further at the pull if anything he felt a bit aroused at the move. A few more strokes in a fast pace and they both came with Hanbin first and Yunhyeong following soon after. They are panting one at each wall of the shower, water washing away the white substance over their abdomen. Both hot and panting. "Yun, Bin are you alive or did you die from all the steam in there ?" Jiwon asks from the other side and the two in the shower share a smile. "Jiwon make something for Yunhyeong to eat! I'm sure you idiots ate everything" Hanbin says and chuckles when they hear Jiwon bark orders around for preparations on a new meal. [Hanbin x Jiwon] Jiwon even for a hyung is quite energetic, so him sporting erections half the day, everyday doesn't surprise Hanbin. What does surprise Hanbin is when he find a vibrator controller near Jiwon's jacket on the floor. He is not sure how to feel about it or even if it is Jiwon's but when he turn's it to hear a yelp and Jiwon's eyes scanning over at him... well things turn pretty clear for themselves. Hanbin smirks and likes the power the little device gives him, Jiwon seems terrified if not a little turned on -but thats to be expected with a vibrating thing up his ass-. Hanbin calls the break off and starts practice and watches the latter closely, watching at every move he makes, watching at his discomfort and flushed face and presses the speed on the controller a bit higher and widens slightly his eyes when Jiwon yelps under his breath, makes a twist -that definitely doesn't exist in Hanbin's choreography- and falls down. Everybody in the room grunts because that means that they have to do it all over again and noone is happy about doing everything from the start. Donghyuk briefly asks Jiwon if he is okay because he doesn't make a move a long while since he fell. The fallen gave him an awkward smile before Donghyuk helped him back to his feet. They start again and Hanbin notes that after a while, Jiwon adapts at the vibration inside him and so he increases it again. The older loses his footsteps slightly but doesn't twist or falls and Hanbin wonders if he tries so hard because the others would whine at him for messing up again. By now an erection is completely visible on Jiwon's pants and Hanbin notes the even Junhoe notices. It's two times over the start later that Hanbin dismisses everyone. Jiwon is the only one left in the room, leaning over the mirror and panting hard, Hanbin's knows it's not from the practice. "You did well today Jiwon" Hanbin says approaching the older and his breath catches in his throat when Jiwon turns around, eyes glazy and lips puffy replying with a shaky "Hanbin please" and the words come out raspy before Jiwon licks his lips and shuts his eyes tight battling to keep the moans in his throat. Jiwon with erections usually is annoying. This Jiwon with this particular erection being Hanbin's fault is kinda hot. "Please ? What?" Hanbin baits because he is not sure he was to abandon his power just yet. "Please stop it, it...it drives me crazy" Jiwon manages to say as his knees give way and he falls on them. "Well, why did you have it in you to begin with?" Hanbin chuckles because he never really had Jiwon for being that kind of kinky. "I lost...a bet wi..with Junhoe" the older statters some moans leaving his lips. "Don't increase it!" he moans and Hanbin swears he sees tears. The younger takes the controller out and feels kinda bad because in his pocket the speed got pressed to max and Jiwon couldn't handle that much apparently. "Come on hyung, you like that don't you?" he asks instead picking him up and pressing him against the mirror, the latter letting out a short lived whine turning into a moan as Hanbin gets his right hand inside his pants and grabs the pulsating member. Fingers stroking over the length as his thumb massages the head. Jiwon lets himself get lost pretty fast at the touch, like all his spirits got broken. "Hanbin" he's only able to pant and Hanbin presses against him harder, pushes him onto the mirror more. "Look at yourself hyung, hard just because of a mere toy" Hanbin says and he sees the guilt into the older's eyes. "You like having things shoved up your ass?" he asks and he doesn't know why he is being so crude. Probably because of the power the little controller gives him. Jiwon gives a strangled moan as Hanbin presses his thump over his head for emphasis to his question. "Yes" the older moans and Hanbin wonders if it's the pressure he has put on him, probably was. He pushes him onto the mirror again while stroking him fast and really that was all Jiwon needed he as he comes into his boxers and Hanbin's hand. The younger sighs slightly and lets go of the older completely, Jiwon ending sprawled on the floor. "I'll wait you in the car" he says walking towards the door "Oh! Try not to put any more bets with Junhoe again" he stops and turns off the vibrator, pushing the controller over to Jiwon. [Donghyuk x Hanbin] Donghyuk is mostly not sumbtle. It's only him and Hanbin on the dorm when Donghyuk comes into Hanbin's room, a whipped cream can on hand. "Hyung" he starts "I have a treat for you" he says and Hanbin wonder's if he is joking when he turns to see a nude Donghyuk with whipped cream covering his erected member. "Are you high on something?" Hanbin question's because the younger is usually his bubbly cute self over this weird kink-teenager. "Maybe~" the younger sing songs and Hanbin swears he will have to hide better the older's group painkillers. Donghyuk giggles and the sound brings Hanbin back to reality. "Don't you want the treat hyung?" he asks and Hanbin sighs lightly. He has job to do, but he bets the sooner he takes care of this the better. He lets out one of his trade mark smiles "Of course I'll take your treat" he says and he swears the younger's dick twitches at that. Donghyuk giggles but also blushes in whatever sober self he has left and walks closer, his hands grabbing Hanbin's shoulders as the older takes the head in his mouth. Cringing at the taste of whipped cream and the salty contrast of the flesh. Donghyuk lets out multiple moans some in high pitch as Hanbin continues to suck of his dongsaeng. He smiles slightly when Donghyuk cums and he feels the dick twitch on his tongue, swallowing everything to please the younger. He's caught off guard when Donghyuk makes a disgusting sound. "Hyung did you just swallowed?" he asks and Hanbin nods confused. "Ew!" the younger makes a disgusted face "You are weird" and with that he leaves Hanbin alone to return back to his work. Hanbin blinks slowly. "You are the weird one, kid!" he shouts after him before turning back to his work, some chuckles leaving his lips. [Junhoe x Hanbin] "I'll never understand how you turned a punishment into a jerking off session" Hanbin says rather amused. "You started spanking someone you can not afford" Junhoe says and Hanbin is in a loss of words. Because god... "Do you have an answer for everything?" he asks after a while and before the younger can reply again he strokes faster at his cock and the words are replaced with moans. "That was cheating" Junhoe pants after a while and Hanbin just pulls his memeber downwards and something between a whine and a moan leaves Junhoe's lips. "I never thought you would like spanking" Hanbin admits. "You also never thought Jiwon would enjoy things up his as, isn't that why I'm here? Laying over your knees like a child, with my entire lower side nude and my buttcheeks taking a red tomatoe color because you decided to play it catholic priest back in 18--" Junhoe was shut by a hand colliding with his ass. "It's funny how it(spanking) seems to shut you up, even if it wakes up Junhoe junior" Hanbin chuckles. "We all have our kinks" Junhoe says and Hanbin is amazed that is the only thing he says. "I don't" Hanbin says if only to see what the latter would say. "Of course you do, you like to take care of all of us" Junhoe shares and Hanbin want to refuse just to prove that it's not true. "Don't try to deny it!" Junhoe says, all honorfics dropped and Hanbin swears that this kid has no respect for his elders. So he rolls him off his knees and lets him fall, leaving him all alone and exciting the room, if only to give him a real punishment. Because Junhoe should learn when he really has to run his mouth and when it's better not to. [Chanwoo x Hanbin] Hanbin walked out to the balcony to calm down and get rid of that killing headache that bothered him for the past hour. He smiles when he sees Chanwoo sitting there as well. "Hey" he says softly and his smile widen's when the younger looks back at him. "Hello hyung" Chanwoo says and bows his head two times, before sharing a smile with the older too. "You don't have to be so formal" Hanbin chuckles and Chanwoo nods. "What were you doing out here?" he asks and Chanwoo blushes softly. "Hyung.. can you help me with something" the younger asks and Hanbin nods frowning at the latter's sudden question. "Can you..show me how to kiss?" the younger asks and turns his eyes downcast, his cheeks colouring deep red. Hanbin blinks twice before moving into action again. "Sure. What exactly do you want to know" Hanbin asks calmly. "Um.. I know that you are suppose to touch lips with the other person but.. how you continue after that?" he asks his eyes still on the floor. Hanbin chuckles slightly. "You bite softly or lick the other person's lips, you know it's a way to ask for permission without asking" he starts. "Can't I just ask?" "You can, of course you can, but sometimes it doesn't come as natural" Hanbin chuckles again. "I see" Chanwoo nods. "And then?" he asks pressing Hanbin to proceed. "Then if they open up, you slide your tongue in their mouth and after that I guess it will come to you naturally" Hanbin explains. "What if it doesn't come naturally?" Chanwoo asks again his gaze falling uneasy on Hanbin. "Then you didn't really wanna kiss the other person" Hanbin shrugs and Chanwoo nods again. The next scene Hanbin swears he saw it in slow motion but felt it in lightspeed. Chanwoo attached his lips onto Hanbin's and just like explained to the younger he bit softly down into the older's pulm ones, which Hanbin open up if only by the shock and the younger slides his tongue in. Moving his soft muschle around and tasting every edge of Hanbin's hot cave. Softly ending up sucking Hanbin's own tongue, which earns him a moan from the older male before parting. "Hyung.." Chanwoo breaths and Hanbin nods even though he doesn't focus back to reality quite yet. "What happens when both react naturally?" Chanwoo asks a smile littering his lips. "They do it again" Hanbin replies and it's his turn to attach his lips onto Chanwoo's. If only for educational purposes. Hanbin's headache long forgotten. ___________________________ cross posted on Asianfanfics

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Pasts & Presents

"Leave me alone, I don't wanna talk about it" comes the mumbled answer from the other side of the locked door. Hanbin bites his lower lip as brows forrow in worry and he dials the Carnet Fleuri's contact number.

"Carnet Fleuri how may I help you" Jinhwan says as he picks up the phone. It's rare for costumers to actually call before hand but it has happened once or twice in the past and when you have a buissness to maintain you should always pick the phone politely. Or that is what Jinhwan learned back in college and he insist upon his staff and in all truthfulness he does find it very helpful and useful to begin with.

"Hyung, it's Hanbin. I don't think we can come to work today" the said person said from the other line, Jinhwan can feel worry on the others tone and frowns.

"Why? Are you both sick?" he asks. He understand one of them not to go but both of them is a disaster and he would have to sat down the shop for the day. That or else Yunhyeong would have to do everything on his own. Probably change the theme to self-service for the day -well untill the other two feel better- .

"No, no we are not sick" Hanbin says and Jinhwas realy swears that then he can't exactly find the point. "But something.. something must have gone wrong in college, Jiwon locked himself in the bathroom and won't come out! Hyung his crying and he won't tell me what happened! Hyung I'm worried... I don't know what to do. Hyung what should I do?" Hanbin continues with worry ending soaking not only his voice but his eyes as well, sniffing softly only to alert Jinhwan in a great level.

Hanbin doesn't do crying, Jinhwan knows. He only lets the small droplets run free when he is reaching his sustain limit -aka working himself to exhaustion- or when he gets quite worried about something or someone -usually that's Jiwon- . So closing the store for today it is.

"Try to relax, offer him some tea. We will be joining you soon" Jihwan instructs before ending the call. He never liked a distressed Jiwon but a distressed Hanbin to accompany him was even worse.

"Yunhyeong ah, get your things we are going to Hanbin's house" Jinhwan informs the barista as he comes out of his office, running in the back to shut down anything that they restarted this morning. "The shop will remain closed for today" he says and promises to explain everything to the younger once they are in his car.

"Hanbin I need you to tell me exactly what happened!" the older of them all said as he sat a trembling Hanbin on the sofa, sitting right beside him and holding his hands, caressing soothing circles on them.

" Are you sure you did not upset him or something ? You know because sometimes you tend to... well, upset him" Yunheyong asked bringing forth a tea set, placing it in the table infront of them and serving each and everyone a fair share.

"I didn't do anything!" Hanbin squirms in Jinhwan's hold and the said male frowns at the second oldest.

When they had reached the house they themselves been witnessed how Jiwon refused to come out, wanted to be left completely alone -for at least his own words said so- and how heartbreaking he was crying.

Jiwon refused at every attempt of them for connection or understanding and everytime they asked anything he just wailed more. Which made the older to decide to stop bothering the one inside the door -putting enough faith to Jiwon not hurt himself- and start with the other.

"Just start from the top" Jinhwan instructed again, lowering his tone to imitate his soothing movement.

"The day started like we had planned. Jiwon would go to college to get his program and get to meet with his teachers before coming back home to get ready for us to head to work" Hanbin explains "Only that when Jiwon came back he was hyperventilating and crying already. I didn't have a chance to ask him what's wrong before he locked himself into the bathroom, I tried calming him down and talk to him. Eventually he started breathing normally but he wouldn't stop crying and he wouldn't tell me what happened, he only told me to leave him alone.... and then I called you guys" Hanbin says and already half his explanation his in tears all over again.

"I felt so helpless not being able to help him, why won't he let me help him!" Hanbin shouts out to the living room and hugs Jinhwan in a tight lock, letting his frustation out on the shorter males shoulder.

Yunhyeong bites his lips, he knows all this, he knows how much it hurts. He has been here before. Back in college when he was living in the same apartment as Jiwon, back when Jiwon got broken. Yunhyeong knows how Hanbin feels right now. He slowly gets up, walks to the other side of the sofa and pulls Hanbin over to him, letting him cling on him for dear life and cry.

"It's okay Binnie, we will find out what's wrong and we will help" Yunhyeong reasures the younger.

"But h..how ? How will we when he doesn't want to talk or even come out of there" Hanbin looks up at him and Yunhyeong swears that he can actually grasp the worry from the others face, but even if he lifted it and threw it away more would grow on his face.

"I'm not sure, but we will" he says and pets his hair, both to assure Hanbin but himself as well.

Jiwon. Jiwon was always close with Hanbin, since they met that is. Before that, before that Jiwon was always close with Yunhyeong, being the same age and all helped too. No, being together from middle school probably helped more.

Jiwon was there when Yunhyeong first realised he was hunting for the same sex. Of course Yunhyeong did not want to hunt Jiwon in that way and Jiwon was okay with it, he was his only friend that did not push him aside after he got himself out the closet -so to speak-.

Yunhyeong was there when Jiwon questioned his own sexuality, knowing that he didn't mind dating girls but he was crushing so hard to that boy from the school right accross their. Yunhyeong was the one that told him not to mind it too much, because when the time is right he would know and Yunhyeong was there as well when Jiwon had a very drunk one night stand with that boy from the other school. He was there for the confusion and the feels and the spazz. Jiwon ended up with feeling the need to say he was bisexual, if only to stop that little voice in his head buzzing all the time. Yunhyeong knew how that felt.

Both Yunhyeong and Jiwon had their fair shares of relationships and none pulled them back or broke them down. They decided that as best friends they will travel the world one day as the big chefs they would be. Dreams soon changed, Yunhyeong wanted to be a barista and Jiwon was excited to go for pastry cook. They would still remain best friends anyway.

Jiwon met Hanbin the first year of college. Yunhyeong and him would have three years together before changing for their individuals skills. Somewhere in those three years Hanbin came hard into his and Jiwon's life but where Yunhyeong grew up the other two stayed the same, holding each other. All was good, just three best friends instead of two.

Forth year came fast and with it came Jiwon's new crush, only that apparently the guy was in the same class as him and liked him back; or else Yunhyeong wouldn't be able to understand the way things seemed to work faster than usual and one month in the first semester Jiwon had gotten himself a new boyfriend.

The guy seemed ok at first. Okay-ish is what both Yunhyeong and Hanbin had thought when Jiwon had brought him over for indroductions. Jiwon took it well, because an 'okay-ish' from a gay and a -i dont know exactly what i want by my sex life- guy was good, or at least good enough.

Somewhere in half the year Hanbin had started realising things he did not like and he would converse them over to Yunhyeong, who first thought that Hanbin might be exagerating a little or be slightly jealous of Jiwon hanging out more with his now boyfriend than them. Well, till he saw them too.

The first wake up call came the day Jiwon told them he would go on a two days trip with his 'significant-other' camping. Hanbin was the first to react, to shout and yell at Jiwon that he saw all the little marks on his wrists and neck and that he doesn't trust the other guy enough to let him go out, somewhere far away from them with him. Yunhyeong believed that if they had tried it more calmly, Jiwon wouldn't have sprinted off the apartment, screaming how he hated them but mostly Hanbin.

That weekend neither of them had shut any eye, not until a worn out Jiwon was back at home, with fresh marks on his wrists and neck which he covered with his sleeves and scarf. Jiwon did not talk to them for about a week before he apologised to them for saying he hated them and hoped that they did not hate him back. They of coursed reasured him that Jiwon was just being stupid but when Hanbin tried to reach the problem in questioning again Yunhyeong stopped him. It was not the time.

The second wake up call reached deep into Yunhyeong when he found an unconscious Jiwon dropped in their bathroom. At first he didn't know what to do and softly slapped the younger male to wake him up, which seemed to do some work when Jiwon came to consciousness enough to vomit. Of course that only worried Yunhyeong more as he helped the other to sit infront of the toilet as he pushed the seat up, just in time for Jiwon's next wave of vomit. He had sat with him on the cold tile floor, rubbing circles on his back till Hanbin reached the apartment himself late that afternoon.

Hanbin was not pleased to find them honging the toilet but he was even more unhappy to see tears on Yunhyeongs eyes and an exhausted looking Jiwon, his face pale and his head tilting to the side, his neck not even having the strength to keep his head up. Hanbin was fuming and for once Yunhyeong couldn't blame him. They both knew whose fault that was but Jiwon begged them and promised them that everything was okay.

That night Yunhyeong sleeped tight into Hanbin's arms, Jiwon curled up on a pathetic little ball in his own bed. Hanbin was getting sick of this, one more drop, one more drop was all he needed and he would break that assholes face for screwing his family this way.

The third wake up call was also the last drop. Hanbin was there when the bastard had forcebly pulled Jiwon with him from the lunch table they were sitting, saying that they need to talk but not giving Jiwon the time to excuse himself or take his bag with him. Hanbin squeezed the carton milk in his hand to death, observing how uncomfortable Jiwon seemed in the other's grasp, pale finger's trying to unclench the ones around his arm.

Hanbin frowned unbelievably deep when Jiwon was pulled completely out of the cafeteria and something in his gut told him to jolt into action and so he did, grabbing both his and Jiwon's bag as he trailed after them. He felt sick to his stomach when he barged in the toilet to find Jiwon sprawled to the tile floor, the older's males hands gripping hard around his neck and squeezing as well as the other dry-humped himself on Jiwon's leg. The sprawled male fighting to breath, pale fingers clenching and unclenching over the tight hands over his throat.

Hanbin did not wait for everything to register to his brain -it was probably for the best too- , as he yanked the older back, causing him to release his grip over the fallen males throat, Hanbin walking infront of him just so to be able to kick him -shoe finding nose- straight in the face, with such force that the older fell to his back. He didn't still to ponder, he gathered Jiwon however he could and run out and far away from that perv his best friend called a boyfriend.

Things became worse when a day after the whole college was practically screaming that Kim Jiwon liked breath play and that would do anything to get it. Jiwon seemed to say nothing and his only care was to find his boyfriend and apologise for Hanbin's manners -more likely his own-. Jiwon went back home crying that day.

Yunhyeong was furious when he learned what happened and worried, very worried. He and Hanbin grew even more worried when they asked Jiwon if he liked breath play -because it wasn't bad if he did and they could accept that- and he just shook his head and replied with a soft no. He allow it only because it pleased the other but he wouldn't have to do it no more, because the other had dumped him.

The rest of the months flew by with Jiwon not even leaving the house, not just to go to college, not even to go to the grocery store and it had taken Yunhyeong about two weeks to get him out of his room to begin with. Eventually Jiwon dropped out of college, he didn't have it in himself to be back at the place were his longest relationship and at the same time his train wreck happened, with time he too realised that their relationship was unhealthy for him. Then with lots of pestering from both his best friends he realised that life still awaited him out there and even if he wasn't to go to college he should at least help with the incomes and the house.

One year later and Jiwon has two jobs. He never got around of thinking of dream lost because thinking about it would mean thinking about him and that was the least he wanted to do.

Hanbin had been around, always having an eye out for Jiwon -even though the other says he is completely fine now- and find himself a friend. He is older than him but with Hanbin cutting off some classes they ended up in the same buissiness project for that year. Hanbin has another two in college, were Yunhyeong has one and his new friend Jinhwan lives his last. Because of the project it's not long after that he introduceses Jinhwan to the family and three friends turn into four in no time. Jinhwan get around to know what happened to Jiwon when sometimes the younger gets panick attacks and he learns to deal with them and even calm him down. Jiwon and Jinhwan come close fast and Yunhyeong has to notice after so many years that, that is Jiwon's good trade. Makind good friends fast.

It's another two years and everyone is out of college and even though Jiwon and Jinhwan are not unemployed and Yunhyeong has many applications for work, Hanbin wants to practice in the family if possible. Yunhyeong is a barista and Jinhwan always wanted his own cafe. The idea is served and with Jiwon's work bundle "specially hold for such occassions" the dream of four is ready to begin.

It was night when the bathroom door unlocked and out came Jiwon, slaggishly walking towards the living room, slowly taking a seat at the sofa Yunhyeong had ababndoned hours ago.

Hanbin is the first to Jump, hands ghosting over him, checking if his okay, if everything is fine. Chuckles pitiful with himself wondering if his checking for any signs of attempt to suicide, but Jiwon wouldn't dare. Jiwon turns slowly and smiles at him.

"Hanbin ah, I'm hungry" he says but his tone is slightly teasing and Hanbin flinches at the rawness of the voice, raw from all the crying.

"What would you like?" Hanbin asks and tries to hold his fresh tears back in his eyes because Jiwon is out of the bathroom and asks for food like nothing happened and it hurts him to know Jiwon doesn't trust him enough to tell him. But he won't push him because the last thing he wants right now is for Jiwon to say that he hates him and even if not true Hanbin would hate to hear those words coming out from his Jiwon's mouth ever again.

"Just rice is good" Jiwon nods and seems to acknowledge the other two in their living room, slowly nodding towards them too. "Jinhwan hyung, Yun chan" he smiles at them too and closes his eyes, whole body falling to the left, Yunhyeong is fast to take the seat left of Jiwon and craddle the male as he leans on him. "I'm tired" he says as he lays his left hand onto Yunhyeong's lap, smiling softly when the said male takes it in his.

"Jiwon, what happened?" Jinhwan cuts straight to the point, probably because Jinhwan was not there through the really bad times and he is not walking around Jiwon like he would break at any moment, not like the other two.

Jiwon sighs softly. "Nothing's wrong, I'm so sorry I worried everyone" he lies and tries to straighten up himself but the force beside him impobilises him to his possition, both him and Yunhyeong know that he wants to be leaning on him right now.

"You wouldn't cry yourself to exhaustions if it wasn't something important" Yunhyeong says softly and presses his lips over his coeval's forehead. Jiwon relaxes at the gesture and snuggles further into Yunhyeong's warmth.

"I got overwhelmed..at being back there" Jiwon admited, as it was really half the truth.

Jinhwan doesn't seem to believe him, not completely anyway but says nothing. Hanbin comes back with a ball of rice and some vegetables accompaning it and they end up feeding Jiwon. Fortunately the heavy mood drops with Jiwon's contagious laughter.

It's a couple of weeks later when a tall male with broad shoulders walks into the small cafe. The place is reserved for Hanbin's birthday party, which practically means family only -with the slight exceptions of Donghyuk, Chanwoo already belonging in the family-.

"I'm sorry we are closed for today" Junhoe smiles, looking back at the man on the door.

"Are you?" the man asked looking around "I'm Hongseok, I'm here to see Jiwon" he introduced himself smirking at the mention of Jiwon's name.

Junhoe blinked slowly, before smilling again as he nodded "Ah~ You must be a friend, were you invited for the party too? Well every friend of Jiwon hyung is welcomed here" Junhoe welcomed the other. "Let me go get him" he bowed slightly before going to the back to find his hyungs.

Walking to the back Junhoe yelped manly when Yunhyeong hugged him from behind only to spin him around and claim his lips. "How is my little biscuit doing out there with the kids" Yunhyeong jokes caresing the younger's nose with his.

"The kids are doing fine, Donghyuk went to get the cake a couple of minutes ago" Junhoe chuckled and pecked him back. "There is also someone here to see Jiwon hyung! I think he might be competition material for Donghyuk, he is quite the eye candy. " Junhoe said, fingers playing with the buttons on the older's shirt.

The older suddenly stiffens and looks at Junhoe a frown taking over his face "Did he gave you a name?" he asked, making the younger worry.

"H..Hongseok I think, why? Is there something wrong?" Junhoe asks, his hands now gripping the poor shirt under them for dear life. Yunhyeong shakes his head "Were is Jiwon?" he asks and they both take a sharp intake when they hear glass breaking from the front. The are fast on their footsteps that lead them were the sound came from.

A what seems like frightened Jiwon, frozen over the tray with the broken glasses all over the floor, staring straight on the strangers face.

"Oh~ I bet that would leave a mark" the stranger -Hongseok- says and smirks towards Jiwon's general direction. Jiwon dives to clean everything up as if trying to dissappear from the scene.

"What is it Jiwon, won't you even say hello to me?" Hongseok teases, walking towards the younger male cleaning on the floor.

"Stop" Yunhyeong catches himself say but he doesn't recognise his voice as his. He would say it belong to a child or a very frightened pre-teen.

"Yun--something, right? It's been..near seven years right? How are you?" Hongseok stops mid-room to small talk with the younger. Junhoe, holds tightly onto the older's apron, he doesn't understand what is going on.

Chanwoo from his perspective view doesn't understand either but he has kneeled down to help his hyung clean the glasses. Chanwoo doesn't know much but he is sure Jiwon is having a panic attack right that moment, and he doesn't know how to help calm him down.

"What do you want here, get out!" Yunhyeong founds it in himself -and in his voice- to say to the older, letting him hurt Jiwon again will be the last thing he will do. "How rude, I came here to speak with my student. Give him some extra help" Hongseok backed slightly up, making some movement with his hands like if he been offended before smiling.

"What student?" Yunhyeong asks and hopes whatever his gut telling him not to be true. Junhoe moved from behind Yunhyeong to help Chanwoo with a hyperventilating Jiwon on the floor.

"I'm Jiwon's pastry-cook teacher, at college. Yes, I know, younger teacher in the whole univeristy. What an honour don't you think?" he says, teases even, every word dripping something kin to poison.

But of course Yunhyeong's gut had to be true and together with it, it drops and he feels sick. Was Jiwon actually suffering all those weeks ? Why didn't he say anything? Probably not to worry us, classical Jiwon. Yunhyeong tsked to himself.

"What is this trash doing in MY cafe" came Hanbin's annoyed voice from behind Yunhyeong.

"Oh, Han..sol? How long has it been? Five years?" Hongseok turned to Hanbin and Yunhyeong would swore the dudes smile grew even more smug if possible.

"I see you three are still hanging around each other, how...pathetic" the older says his eyes falling from Hanbin to Jiwon. "Straight out pathetic!" he says and before he can bring his eyes back to Hanbin his sprawled on the floor, hand holding his nose.

"Get the fuck out from here! You have done enough damage as it is! Get your fucking pervert self and go hang around other perverts!" Hanbin was fuming.

"Dude, what is it with you and my nose!" Hongseok said standing up, his nose bleeding -probably broken-.

"I said get the fuck out or you don't get to walk out from here at all!" Hanbin threatened and everyone saw that something in the said person's eyes was true.

"Tsk! He doesn't even deserve so much trouble" Hongseok spits and tuns to leave only to be soon sprawled on the floor all over again.

"That is for saying he doesn't deserve the trouble, you egoistical pig! Did you hurt him too? He is the kindest person in the universe you douchebag!" Donghyuk's voice is heard from the door way and Hongseok is now sparing a black eye as well.

"And this is for daring to come back even after you ruined so many lives!" Donghyuk says angrily and makes sure to kick the fallen male to his soon-to-be-useless-parts hard. Junhoe doesn't know if he talking about Jiwon or himself anymore.

Hongseok is lying on the floor clutching what used to be his 'family', not counting on finding two of his ex-boyfriends instead of one, before getting manhandled and threw out of the small cafe.

Yunhyeong stares at the younger boy in amazement as Donghyuk leaves the cake box on a table and dives infront of Jiwon to check if his alright. Jiwon who had seemed to calm down as soon as Hanbin had entered the room.

The older nods to all three of the young ones and thanks then when they help him to get up, only for him to practically run into Hanbin's arms. Tightening the hug, needing more the other's warmth, slowly Hanbin hugs him back and they both start to cry. But it doesn't matter because no one is there to see, they are both at each other's arms, safe from the world.

"You are an idiot for not telling us" Hanbin says in hushed tones.

"I know, I'm sorry" Jiwon apologises "Please hold me tighter" he asks and so Hanbin complies.

Donghyuk now understands, he will never get that bond Hanbin has with Jiwon. He will never be able to beat him. And he will never be able to sooth or calm Jiwon like Hanbin does. But that doesn't mean that Donghyuk can't try.

"Oh come on, I saved the day too, don't I have a hug?" Donghyuk whines and he ears a slap up the head from Chanwoo. Laughter ensumes and that lightens up the mood.

And as soon as the glass in completely cleaned the party is back on. Only difference to get that something might have happened is only the way of Jiwon being impossible close to Hanbin. But nothing more.

"You didn't even left a piece of the cake for me??" Jinhwan asks incredulously.

"It's not our fault you were not here hyung!!" Jiwon laughs and Jinhwan swears that he will kill that happy virus at some point.

"I was away doing buissness for YOUR request for a comedy booth!!!" Jinhwan says stressing every word.

"Well maybe next time, go on buissness on a birthday free day" Hanbin says and he is literally nowhere near apologetic.

Jinhwan just sighs.

"One day, I'll have cake and I won't share with anyone of you! You will see!" the older said nodding to himself.

2nd year of College -Before Hongseok-

"Hanbin..What are we?" Jiwon turns to look beside him.

"What do you mean Jiwon?" Hanbin asks back, trying to avoid the question even though he has understand it's concept.

"Are we boyfriends?" the question is so simple and Jiwon feels like he is back in middle school again.

"No Jiwon. We are soulmates" Hanbin says, not looking at the older but at the grass hill infront of them.

"What does that mean?" Jiwon tilts his head, obviously getting confused.

"It means we are not boyfriends, you are free to date and I am free to date and we have no sex" the younger explained, he was never the best person for all those mushy things.

"I see.." Jiwon says and he can not hide his dissapointment. "Hanbin can you promise me something?" he asks one more time eyes falling over at their interwined hands.

"Sure, anything" an easy reply.

"If we reach like out fifties and neither of us have something going on, can we like marry each other or something?" the older says and Hanbin can't find himself dissagreeing really. "Sure" he says, another easy reply.

"Can you promise" Jiwon looks at him now.

"I promise" Hanbin says as he tightetns his grip on the older's hand, his eyes staring back at Jiwon's brown orbs.

And really that's all Jiwon ever wanted as he smiles a smile so bright that even the moon infront of them is jealous of.

"I love you" Jiwon whispers.

"See now you had to go ahead and make it mushy, didn't you?" Hanbin teases but Jiwon doesn't say anything, he has won this fight.

"How did you end up with him again?" Donghyuk asks and Jiwon swifts uncomfortably in his spot.

"From a party.. How did you?" curious eyes rise to meet with bright brown ones.

"Same. You think he is going around at parties searching for boyfriends?" Donghyuk asks and laughs at the same time. Jiwon doesn't really find it that funny but laughs along anyway.

"Thank you for kicking his balls" Jiwon smiled and Donghyuk laughs harder.

"That prick deserved it! And honestly I did it more for me than you" the younger informs him. "So a toast to future boyfriends!" he says as he downs his glass with one go.

"To future boyfriends" Jiwon repeats and pats Donghyuk's back soon after, "I won't get drunk for you tho" he says and Donghyuk is already rolling in the floor laughing.

Jiwon thinks that maybe someone should take him home.

"So are you going back?" Junhoe asks the male infront of him while sipping his beverage.

"Yes, I mean after what Hanbin and Donghyuk did and the way you guys helped" Jiwon laughed at the memory "The school council kicked him out for attempting teacher-student relationship. The substitue teach is very good too, I'm going to get my degree this time around." he smiled at the younger infront of him. "And then you" he poked Junhoe's nose as he spoke " are going to be tasting my magical creations and not those frozen things Jinhwan hyung orders from god know where" Junhoe smiled at him.

"I'll be glad to taste anything from you hyung! And don't worry, that's what family is for, taking care of each other!"

"Couldn't have said it better myself" Yunhyeong comes all dressed up from the bathroom and gives a chaste kiss on the younger's lips.

"I bet you couldn't" Junhoe jokes, standing up to meet his date.

"Have fun you two and be careful~" Jiwon smiles and waves them goodbye.

"Yeh, yeh we are leaving! Thank you for closing up for me again" Yunhyeong chuckled and the thanked the other as he was pulled far away from the small cafe by his date.

"if I didn't know any better I would say Junhoe was in, in our little alone time" Hanbin said coming out from the storage room, Jiwon seems to be looking weirdly at him.

"Oh!" Hanbin exhailes. "I don't know better...I see" Hanbin says and Jiwon giggles.

"Hanbin ah" Jiwon calls after him.

"What is it this time?" the younger asks coming inside the counter and starts cleaning some glasses.

"I love you" Jiwon almost breaths it.

"I know" I all Hanbin said and a smile ghost both their lips as they continue to clean up, before going home. _________________________________ cross posted on Asianfanfics

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"I called Jiwon to replace me, apparently you owe him" Yunhyeong informs his boyfriend shutting off his cellphone, walking towards the living room were fabrics of all colours layed on the sofas. Scissors and meter ribbons sitting around on the table, pins and needles keeping them company as well. Sketches of what the fabrics going to turn into litering the surfuce and some of the floor.

"Why do I owe him? It's you that's not going to work" Junhoe raises an eyebrow as he looks between two of the fabrics lying in front of him. He briefly drifts his eyes on Yunhyeong's bare uper body.

"True, but he know you are the reason. And he looked forward to his day off, you're pretty lucky it wasn't Hanbin's otherwise he would never had accepted" the older says and Junhoe just rolls his eyes.

"It's not like I hold you back for personal interest" he said as he pressed the soft fabric across Yunhyeong's torso, watching closely if the tone of the colour was right and if so if it fitted his model.

"You sound like there won't be any sex after you finish with the project" Yunhyeong chuckles.

"Oh shut up" Junhoe says firmly, a smile ghosting his lips.

"Here" the older says, serving smashed potatoes and meetballs before his lover.

"I can't eat right now Yun, take it away" Junhoe shoos him away, brows furrowed as he checks between some sketches, fabrics and what is already done by that moment. "There is something wrong with it" he says tapping his index finger over his lips and staring holes into the half way there project.

"There's nothing wrong with it, but even if there is you won't find it with an empty stomach, nor with just looking at it intensively" Yunhyeong says poking the younger's shoulder with the plate.

"No, no, no! There is something wrong, I can feel it! It's okay, I have enough fabric to start all over" Junhoe nods to himself and looks between some of his sketches again, comparing them with each other and looking over his materials again.

"If I didn't know better I would say you are getting into one of those moods" Yunhyeong raised one eyebrow looking weirdly at his boyfriends back.

"What mood ?" Junhoe asks absent mindly.

"The Hanbin mindset ones" Yunhyeong takes the dish back to the kitchen with him and places it on the table "Unfortunately you are already there" he looks over at the latter again, Junhoe no longer showing signs that he has heard him, quietly obsessing over every detail in his own sketches.

Yunhyeong sighs.

"No! No! NO!" Yunhyeong run into the room, his pants unintellegently being in a state somewhere around his knees, eyes wide looking at Junhoe, scanning the younger for any injuries. "What happened ?" he asks, face construed in worry.

"It's not right, correct, perfect! That's what happened! This is nothing like what I wanted, I have to start all over and I have no more fuscia fabric! And.. what are you doing walking around the house with your pants on your knees? We even have the curtains all open, you want the neighbors to see you in briefs?" Junhoe ranted, wildly waving his hands around.

"Yup, definitely in your Hanbin mood" Yunhyeong sighs in relief that the younger is actually not harmed in any way.

"What? What did you say? Did you actually just compared me with how Hanbin hyung can be? Seriously, I have nothing in common with that man!" Junhoe takes offense and turns around looking furiously at his boyfriend.

"Nothing in common, except when you both get over obsessive around every little detail in your work" Yunhyeong says in a low tone as he pulls his pants back up and zips them in place.

"You are seriously compare me with Hanbin hyung? How ? How am I even a tiny bit like him? Firstly I'm more elegant, I'm top of my class and I want to continue being there so /YES/ I will look at every little detail for this freaking project when it's not fucking right! And why are we even arguing when we know I am right and you are wrong and I'm not paying you to go around being stupid.." Junhoe's rant continued and each time flared up even more, making Yunhyeong frown.

"You are not paying me, I'm doing this because you asked me to and because I wanted to help you" Yunhyeong moves towards the younger, maybe a hug would ease the latter mind, bring him back to his calm -not bitchy- self.

"Yes, well maybe I should pay you to at least keep your mouth shut, when you obviously know nothing and you still continue talking bullshit" the words came out harsh and cutting.

"You don't mean that" Yunhyeong smiled softly as he hugged his lover, pecking childishly his nose.

"Well..maybe I do!" Junhoe says, breaking free from the hug and turning his back on the older.

"I see.. fine then" Yunhyeong frowns and looks away, walking off the living room to the door and picking his wallet and keys up from the table near the exit of the appartment.

"Where are you going? " Junhoe spins around at the sound of keys jigglying.

"Out" is all the older says as he opens the door. A hurried "I need you here for the measurements" is heard and Yunhyeong laughs bitterly.

"No you don't, you have all the measurement you need, plus the only thing I do is walk around and be stupid..." and then he is out the door, which closes with a big thub and Junhoe is left all alone in the appartment.

Sitting slowly back at the couch he stares back at the finished project, before burrying his head in his arms and letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"What do you mean 'Hanbin Mood' ? " Hanbin asks his brows furrowed comically deep.

"You know he did not mean it" Jinhwan pats Yunhyeong's back and caresses soothing circles in his back.

"Yes Yun, you know he gets like that whenever a project comes up" Jiwon offers as well, leaving his tray on the bar, where Chanwoo quietly supplies with the next order.

"What do you mean 'Hanbin Mood' ? Why have you named a mood after me??" Hanbin looks incredulously at the older. Jinhwan ignores him.

"You know he loves you more than anything, I'm sure he feels awful about the fight and he didn't mean any of it" the older of all takes the beverage infront of Yunhyeong and offers it to him in a quiet way of confrontation. "Beverages are for drinking not staring" he whispers under his breath and Yunhyeong chuckles softly.

"I can't believe you are not even answering me! What is the 'Hanbin Mood' suppose to mean hyung!?! " Hanbin tries again, this time using his authorative tone. It doesn't work either.

"Yah Hanbin ah! Help with the tables! I can't do both our jobs it's impossible for me! I'm only one man army!" Jiwon whines and hits Hanbin's shoulder with the tray, softly bumping his leg on the floor as a protest too.

"Shut up Jiwon, I need to know what 'Hanbin Mo--' " Hanbin doesn't have the chance to finish as he gets a slap at the back of his head.

"You shut up Kim Hanbin and go do your job, is everyone in here taking advantage of poor Jiwon? God" Jinhwan says and Hanbin walks away with his own tray to serve saying something around the lines of "I'll learn eventually and then you'll all see my rage".

"Chanwoo hasn't start taking advantage of me yet hyung!" Jiwon smiles "You should give him a bonus in his salary for it" and the smile turns even brighter and Chanwoo can only softly blush.

"Yah Kim Jiwon, you are taking advantage of yourself and you are trying to take advantage of me in the proccess as well" Jinhwan barks at the younger, pointing at him with his index.

"We should open a small stand up comedy booth for you guys, I'm sure everyone would kill to see you" Yunhyeong says with soft chuckles.

Jiwon smiles and gets excited with the idea and Jinhwan wants to kill the second oldest, because he is suppose to be helping him and not create more problems for him.

In the end Jinhwan promises to think about it, if only to get Jiwon to calm down and go back to work. --

Yunhyeong sighs as he enters their shared appartment, all lights are off as he leaves his keys upon the table near the door. Switching on the lights only to face four -project- coats, two fuscia, one tirquoise and one black.

His eyes falling on the floor and his hands mess his hair up. He look around the room before walking towards their bedroom, opening the door to find Junhoe curled up to himself, pillow in a vice grip. The latter seemed to have been crying.

"Jun" Yunhyeong softly exhales as he takes a seat beside him on the bed, a hand brushing over the younger's locks of his forhead.

Junhoe slowly opens his eyes and stares at the blur picture infront of him, taking a sharp inhale as the blurness leaves him and he stares up at what seems to be a sad Yunhyeong. "Yun" he whispers as he pushes his body from the matress and straightens his back enough.

Yunhyeong smiles at him. "Hey love, I'm sor-" he doesn't have the chance to complete his sentence as Junhoe's lips found his and the younger's arms circle around his neck.

Junhoe shakes his head furriously after separating and hides his head on the other's neck. "Don't apologise you idiot! I'm the one that should apologise" he says as tears come back into his eyes and he feels the older hugging him. He finds himself snuggling into his warmth.

"It's okay Junhoe, I shouldn't have left, I am at fault too" Yunhyeong replies in a soft tone and kisses the younger forehead. Tigthening his arms around the latter. He feels Junhoe shaking his head again.

"It was the colour, I said all those awful things and it was just the colour" he breaths on the olders neck and he can feel him shiver under him. "Let me show you how remorseful I am, let me apologise my own way" he says before kissing about his neck and sholder.

Yunhyeong chuckles "If it is about my comment this moment you don't have to, I'm just glad we are okay".

"No" it come out as mewl "I want to, its my time to pamper you" Junhoe says between kisses and the older just smiles.

"As you wish my prince" the older says and yelps softly when Junhoe bites him and pulls him back on the bed, climbing over him for good messure, if Yunhyeong wanted to get away he probably run out of luck.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you" Junhoe apologises as he starts trailing kisses down Yunhyeong's jaw, sortly stoping to remove the olders sweater and continuing on trailing down to his chest. Yunhyeong can only exhale sharply and shiver at the tender touches and kisses, his body warming up, his need rising.

"I'm sorry I was mean at you" he continues, lips grazing softly the trail to his abdomen as slim fingers twist and caress soft nips.

There is a brief loss of everything and yunhyeong whimpers but gasps as his pants are yanked away from him and those slip fingers roughly but careful rub against his member over his briefs. Strangled moans leave the older's lips at they younger's ministrations, and his half-hard member is soon itching to be realised from under tha fabric constricting it's now full hard self.

"J..Junhoe" Yunhyeong moans as he feels the latters pulmp lips tarp his cock in the hot cave teasingly over the fabric, inside but not quite and it makes yunhyeong whine at at the whole situation of it. Junhoe just smirks and continues licking and sucking the hard member over the fabric, as his fingers find their way back against his nips again, helping in for the teasing.

Yunhyeong shivers and whines with lewd sounds coming out his mouth, he squirms his lower half and tries hard not to thrust his hips towards the younger because really all he wants to feel is his skin touching Junhoe's bare pink muschle. But Junhoe doesn't give him the satisfaction.

"I'm sorry I made you leave the house" he says removing the briefs but not touching the obviously red and needing his attention member. He throws the underwear somewhere behind him as he pushes Yunhyeong to climp better on the bed. He kisses the older full on the lips sloppily as they move.

"Jun!" Yunhyeong moans loudly when his cock bumps accidentally on Junhoe's leather pants. Junhoe himself smiles at the sight infront of him and licks his lips for the flustered being moaning even at the smallest of his touches.

"Hyung you seem so eager" he teases and Yunhyeong tries to keep down another moan when slim fingers ghost around his cock but don't touch. "Here suck on these" he commands and pushes three fingers at the older's lips. Yunhyeong doesn't question and just complies and does his best to actually suck and coat the fingers as best as he can with his saliva.

As soon as Junhoe thinks his fingers are ready he pulls them back and laughs when Yunhyeong seems to try and follow them. "You want something to suck, hyung? " he teases and tries to remove his pants with one hand, Yunhyeong blushingly helps him out of them.

The older eyes the tent on Junhoe's boxer briefs and wonders how long was the younger like that, trapped in those leather pants of his. Junhoe catches at him staring and gets rid of them too, smilling in triumph as the older's lips part. The younger can't help himself but moan in the thought of those lips around his dick.

"Here hyung, I've got a treat for you" he says as he positions himself upside down over the older. His about to lower himself onto the older when he feels his lips around his head all on their own. Junhoe lets out a sound between a gasp and a moan and tights a grip onto the sheets under them. He absent mindly thrust down into the warmth which has him feeling like his dick is melting away and regrets it when Yunhyeong gags even though he moans nonetheless.

"I'm sorry Yun" he apologises as he goes back to his own work, spreading the older's legs apart and pushing a finger in the older's hole, having Yunhyeong jolt in the intrusion. The younger worked in and out for a while before he added a second, jiggling them inside, enjoying how it makes the elder moan and how that brings vibrations on his own cock as a chain reaction. It's not long after that he presses a third one in and then a fourth and starts spreading them to loosen up the tight muschles, when suddenly he hits a bundle of nerves and Yunhyeong thrust's upwards, dick-slapping Junhoe, who lets out a groan. He relaxes softly only to hit the same bundle again, minutes later with more force, pulling his face back this time and then proceeding to repeatidly press his fingers there hardly each time.

"Ah, Jun I'm.. I'm gonna cum if you continue" Yunhyeong moans unintelligently, letting go of his lovers dick, saliva dripping on the side of his lips down to his chin and neck. Junhoe briefly wonders if it's a good idea, he would probably be able to sprung life back into yoyo junior in no time if he continued fucking that spot, even after the older had come but he eventually stops.

He removes his finger's from the older's ass and gets off of him, taking in his masterpiece till now. The older's flustered face and red member, his legs spread and his whole ready for him. Yunhyeong's definitely a masterpiece.

"What do you want me to do now hyung?" Junhoe asks and he lets another smile cover his lips at the even more red color that covers Yunhyeongs cheeks at the question.

"F..fuck me" Yunhyeong whispers and his eyes look everywhere except his boyfriend.

"What did you say hyung? I didn't hear, care to speak more loud?" Junhoe teases and Yunhyeong knows that he does.

"Fuck me" he says a bit more firm this time.

"Then spread your ass for me" Junhoe says and his smile widens when Yunhyeong complies, a hand at each of his buttcheeks spreading them open for him. "Look how obedient you are, are you really that eager to get fucked hyung?" Junhoe jokes as he positions himself between the older's spread legs. The head of his cock pressing against the warn muschles as he leans over, extending his hand to the nightstand to grab a condom. Yunhyeong moans at the almost incission and moans at the loss of it too. Junhoe only smiles as he rips open the condombag and places the protection over his member.

"How much do you want it hyung?" Junhoe asks again and Yunhyeong groans because he does not deserve so much teasing about it, and wasn't this suppose to be Junhoe's apology for this evening. If Yunhyeong didn't know any better he would think this was punishment.

The older decides to answer and different way and smiles when Junhoe gasps as he pushes his onto the other's cock, easily penetrating himself thanks to the younger's preparation.

"Okay, got it" Junhoe says breathlessly and stills so he can take a breath and let Yunhyeong adjust at the sudden intrusion as well.

It's after Yunhyeong shoves his hips forward again that Junhoe gets the clue to start rocking his hips.

And so he starts slow, continues increasing his pace till both of them are grunting and moaning. They exchange a few sloppy kisses here and there and Junhoe bites on Yunhyeong's collar bones more than once. It's after a while that he changes ways to his footing and presses his cock deeper inside the other, arching the older's back upwards in the process, bringing his knees near his ears. Yunhyeong unmanly whimpers at the exersion his back has to succumb to and feels lucky to have been on the gymnastics team back in middle school, even if it was a quite a long time ago.

With the new position Junhoe thrusts upon the bundle of nerves and Yunhyeongs whimpers are overpowererd by the moans ripping out of his throat and with the younger's hand reaching and pumping his member he knows the other is half way there. When his thrust start getting more hectic and out of rythm Yunhyeong is sure, but the friction against his prostate and ministration of Junhoe's handjob makes him feel lightheaded and he knows he is not far behind either.

Junhoe comes first, into the condom, burried deep and over Yunhyeong's prostate, heaving and panting. It takes the younger a couple more jerks to get the older to come and he comes hard over Junhoe's hand and his own face as his dick squirms in the latters hold.

Ecstasy leaves them both and Junhoe has remind himself to pull back and lay the older back down before he collapses anywhere near him.

Junhoe has the decency to help clean Yunhyeong's face from his own cum, before they cuddle with each other, the older grabbing hold of Junhoe's shirt as he lays into his arms, before falling asleep. Junhoe follows soon after, offering himself to morpheus.

"Guess who's got an A++" Junhoe shouts happily entering the small cafe all eyes falling at him. Yunhyeong smiles and goes to hug him and congratulate him.

"What is the '++' for?" Hanbin asks, he clearly remembers up to one plus on his days of college.

"It's because he got into his Hanbin mood and made four projects instead of one" Donghyuk says entering as well, Chanwoon following him from behind.

Hanbin frowns. What the fuck is the 'Hanbin mood' that even a stranger knows and calls it that. "What is the 'Han--' " Hanbin tries to ask but he get cut off.

"Congratulations Junhoe ah!" Jiwon chirps in and look at the other two student. "What did you guys get?" He smiles all brightly and excited to see what the younger's got as well.

"I got a B" Donghyuk says grumpily "But now that I saw you my heart feels happy and at peace Jiwon hyung" he continued later, offering some kissy lips to the older.

Jiwon chuckled at him awkwardly and patted his back. "Better luck next time".

"So what is the Hanbin mood?" Hanbin asks again only to get ignored by everyone.

"Chanwoo didn't have such project Jiwon, he is a year younger remember?" Junhoe says and Chanwoo nods for affirmation.

"Well I'm sure you would do as great anyway" Jiwon smiles and Chanwoo offers him a smile back too. "Thanks hyung".

"What is Hanbin mood!?" Suddenly Hanbin shouts and everyone turns to look at him, staring at him for while before everyone starts to laugh like the latter had said something completely hilarious.

"You know what? Fuck you everyone I don't need you I did not sign up for this shit!" He says and turns his back at them, angrily stomping to the back room of the cafe.

Jinhwan comes from the back of the room looking worriedly at the happy group infront of him "The fuck is wrong with him?" he asks and his expressions becomes even more worried as everyone starts laughing again at something the shorter male has obviously lost. ________________ cross posted on Asianfanfics

#bluequilllove #fishy's quill time #ikon #junhyeong #jiwon #jinhwan #hanbin #donghyuk #chanwoo

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Carnet Fleuri

The jazz soft music played on the background of the warm cozy cafe. The lights where dim, the atmosphere.. ah, yes the atmosphere, you could call it soft but with a vibrance of welcoming lust.

Lust for the coffee that is. Carnet Fleuri had the best coffee around the block. One block away from Junhoe's apartment and two from Seoul's Institute of the Arts.

Junhoe was studying to become a fashion designer and was in the middle of his second year. He had such a love for coffee as he had for fabrics, colours, sensations and textures. All things that made him love his choice of career.

A smile grazed his lips as he stepped inside the small coffee shop, the bell over the door ringing softly, exclaiming his arrival to the cafe's staff. He bit his lower lips softly, leaving his umbrella at the corner to accompany every other one that layed there to dry. His brown orbs following the movement of the atmosphere towards the bar where the barista had his back turn Junhoe's way.

He bit his lower lip slightly more and kept a low moan in his throat. It was not time for it to come out.

He walked towards the bar as soon as Jiwon, -waitor and wardrope staff- helped him out of his jacket. He had smiled at the man and managed a weak thank you.

Hanbin -waitor- had smiled at him and offered a catalog slightly bowing. Junhoe raised a hand and with a small nod informed the older that he was not gonna sit at his usual spot today. Hanbin had just bowed shortly again before stepping away and back to whatever other job he had to do.

Reaching the bar he sat down at one of the stools right accross from the barista. To say he was staring would be an understatement. He was literally scanning the other from head to toe. [Well butt more likely, the bar did not help much with the sight to the length of his legs to his toes.]

The white shirt the other was wearing made everything look wonderful, but Junhoe really wanted to see those broad shoulders without it. Then the man turned, a soft yet charming smile spreading on the olders lips and his hand extent bringing forward a cup of coffee, especially made for Junhoe himself.

"You are staring again" the man chuckled and Junhoe briefly closed his eyes, savioring the tone, savioring the voice as he drew in a sharp breath and bit softly his lower lip again.

"You are not making it easy for me ahjussi" he exhailed and he was delighted to be meeting the others chuckles again.

"Yah, who do you call an ahjussi? I'm barely thirty!" the man replied, kidingly making a move to strike the other. Junhoe did not budge just smiled.

"Aish this kid, did you hear Jiwon? He called me ahjussi that means you too" the man said and joked around with his coworker. Junhoe blushed softly and was quick to take his special coffee up to his lips and sip some.

Somewhere in the background Jiwon could be heard laughing but other than that did nothing, or at least nothing towards the two at the bar.

"You are rather deserted today" Junhoe said, placing the cup down on its small plate.

"It's only normal it's still early, not everyone is an early bird like you" the man replied back, eyes slowly falling onto the youngers lips, before his meet them and his tongue slowly like the uper lip.

Junhoe is drown in but his brain won't let him enjoy it as he pulls back, cheeks flushing tomatoe red. "Y..Yun hyung! W..what are you doing! What if someone sees?"

"You had some creme on your uper lip" the man -Yunhyeong- chuckles. "And as you said, we are deserted" the is something kin to a smirk on his lips.

"What about Hanbin hyung and Jinwon and...and Jinhwan hyung?!" Junhoe struggles with words.

"Hanbin is in the back, manages the new arrivals. Jinhwan hyung is at his office, working on boss stuff and Jiwon..well Jiwon probably harasses Hanbin" Yunhyeong is ready to offer. "Plus it's not like they don't know about us" he continues and Junhoe turns even more red, even though it's true.

"I..It doesn't make it less embarrashing" Junhoe mumbles and Yunhyeong looks weirdly at him.

"It's embarrashing I'm kissing my boyfriend? Are you embarrashed of me?" he asks that smirk still playing on his lips.

"What? No! Of course not!" Junhoe is quick to reply and what was tomatoe red before is red wine red now and he looks with a frown towards the older just to see that smirk. "Stop teasing me!" he huffs.

"Stop teasing the kid!" Jiwon can be heard from the back.

"Stop getting yourself involved in everything and especially in things that do not concern you!" Hanbin can be heard as well and after that small moans of pain and both at the bar know that Hanbin probably beats Jiwon with the check board on his hand.

They chuckle softly and the awkward tension is gone, didn't even have the chance to be created really.

"So, what time do your classes start today again? " Yunhyeong asks as he starts cleaning some glasses that lay around.

"In an hour or two" Junhoe said as he enjoys another sip from his cup. "You should really get around on learning my schedule though" he says flickering his eyes over at the older.

"What's the point when they will change it again in a few months?" the older raises an eyebrow and doesn't look even half apologetic at him.

Junhoe swears that he is going to kill him one day for being so inconsiderable.

The bell rings again and in come two guys one quie tall for his age, almost at the same height as Yunhyeong and a shorter one -of course not shorter than Jinhwan hyung, but dont tell him that-.

As if on queue Jiwon stumbled in sight and almost fell infront of the new clients. "Welcome" he said shortly bowing reading to take their jackets if needed and escort them on a table.

"You should be more careful" the shorter of the two smiled to him as he passed him his jacket, leaving his umbrella near Junhoe's before walking towards Junhoe himself. The taller guy decided to do exactly the same before following him.

"Jun! Why didn't you tell me before about this amazing place?" the boy closer to the bar aks, twirling slowly around himself as he looks about.

"I tried..but you said you don't like jazz. You are late" Junhoe said turning to look at the other boys. "Goodmorning Chanwoo, how are you? Did you sleep well ?" he smiles at the taller one.

"Goodmoring hyung" Chanwoo says smilling back and offers a small nod for the guestions asked.

"Wha-- Don't I have a goodmorning, Jun?" the other boy frowns like he was offended and stomps one of his legs on the wooden floor as if throwing a tantrum. Jiwon chuckles softly.

"You, Donghyuk don't need any. You are too loud and obnoxious to not have had a good night sleep" Junhoe says with a smile and Chanwoo chuckles from somewhere on Junhoe's left and Donghyuk's right but not yet in their optical view.

Donghyuk sits his ass on a barstool and stares deep into Junhoe's eyes. "Intoduce me!" he says and it sounds more like a comand than anything else but Junhoe applies.

"Yunhyeong hyung, this is Donghyuk we are in the same career choice and unfortunately semester as well. Donghyuk this is Yunhyeong hyung, barista and man extraordinar~" Junhoe says and smiles so brightly when he introduces Yunhyeong that the man can feel a blush creeping under his cheeks.

"Not him!" Donghyuk says in a hushed tone waving his hands infront of Junhoe, like he should have understand what he meant from the letter 'I' and before he finished his sentence. "Not that there is anything wrong with you" Donghyuk smiles back at the barista "You are man extraordinar after all" he chuckles teasingly and Junhoe feels kinda offended but rolls his eyes nonetheless. Yunhyeong just smiles at the kids sassyness.

"Indroduce me to him!" Donghyuk repeats and hints towards Jiwon with his head.

Junhoe doesn't know how to proceed with this but boyfriend to the rescue Yunhyeong raises his hand and whistles, at the high pitch sound Jiwon turn his head towards the bar from his spot where he was talking to Chanwoo and as the hand motions says he walks towards ther bar.

He almost falls on his face when his shoes slip on the wooden floor. Junhoe, helps him with his balance as he is fast to reach and grab his right forearm.

"I told you to be careful" Donghyuk says and he has that smug smile with the most soft gaze Junhoe has ever seen him ever flirt with and it makes him wonder if this could go anywhere or if he should save Jiwon hyung from the pain before it begins.

Junhoe is stunt to see a pink blush covering Jiwon's cheeks and clears his throat so to begin with the introductions.

"Donghyuk this is Jiwon hyung, Jiwon hyung this is Donghyuk" he says and tries to keep it simple because he doesn't really wanna say that Jiwon is just a waitor when he has all those other trades and he sure doesn't want to repeat whatever he had just said about Donghyuk again.

Thankfully its not needed of him, because as soon as the names are exchanged Donghyuk smiles up and with a slight bow he takes one of Jiwon's hands in his and says "You have pretty eyes" and really Junhoe doesn't want to be there. His eyes are met with Chanwoo that still is a couple of steps behind and he can see how much the kid judges him. He wonders if it's because Donghyuk actually flirts with an older guy or if he just judges Donghyuk's antics in general.

Junhoe wishes not to learn today.

Jiwon doesn't seem to be very responsive, probably in a loss of words. Junhoe wonders when was the last time somebody flirted so openly with him, though he does remember something accross the lines 'noone dares to flirt with Hanbin around'. Maybe that was the reason, Hanbin hyung did seem a bit overprotective over Jiwon to be honest.

Chanwoo clears his throat next and seems content enough when Donghyuk loses his train of thought. "Lets sit on a table hyung" he says and walks towards one near the window, Jiwon is fast to follow -even though he had a split moment of wondering how to take back his hand so not to be rude-. Donghyuk grunts but soon follows as well, he will probably have better chances harassing Jiwon from a more comfortable sit too.

The older extents his hand and offers each a catalog. Chanwoo smiles at him and Junhoe briefly wonders if the maknae's plan was to save Jiwon all along, before he turns his attention back to his boyfriend.

"You did not intoduce me to, Chansoo?" Yunhyeong teases.

"Chanwoo! And the kid is shy on it's own lets not cause him any problems" Junhoe corrects and takes another sip from his coffee.

"I would say that the kid is more done with you rather than shy" the barista chuckles and his eyes fast turn back towards the table when a soft yelp is heard and Jiwon is coming towards the bar, red as wine indeed.

"T..two frappucinos, one with caramel syrup and whiped cream on top. E..extra whiped cream" Jiwon says and Junhoe swears it's the first time he actually sees the man statter even that much.

Yunhyeong too raises an eyebrow before chuckling softly at the hushed yell of "He grab my ass!" Jiwon gives as information, worry writen on his face. Behind them Donghyuk giving him a wild brow dance when Jiwon and Yunhyeong look at the table together.

Junhoe wants to dissapear, right there and now, because Donghyuk really, really, really embarrasses him.

But Jiwon would never say that to him, he would say it's ok and that everything's fine. That's just Jiwon is.

And Junhoe is happy that Chanwoo is here with Donghyuk because apparently the younger keeps him in check, or at least in more check than Donghyuk would be alone. That is none. No check. He would be a wrecking ball and poor Jiwon would probably need a bodyguard by now. Well... maybe he still needs a bodyguard.

"Chanwoo is a good kid, you better look after him" he is drawn back from his thoughts from Jiwon's words and look at the other quizically.

"He asked if he could work here, seems to have some troubles with his college fee. I told him to come back this afternoon to talk with Jinhwan hyung" Jiwon explains and Junhoe nods. It wasn't necessary to be asked that, he like Chanwoo enough of his own but it never hurt anyone to look after one another more closely.

He reminds himself to thank Jiwon for telling him later, as he watches him taking the frappuccinos to the table.

"What is Donghyuk's deal?" Yunhyeong asks and Junhoe wonders if they are not going to let him to think with himself at all today.

"What do you mean? " he frowns at the question, it sounds so accusingly.

"I mean, he doesn't exactly seem the playboy type. He seems like a good kid, so what is his deal?" the older of the two says returning to the task of cleaning any remaining glasses.

Junhoe sighs, kinda impresses his boyfriend noticed such details from just an introduction and barely fifteen minutes in the same space as the younger but rather annoyed from the memories.

"Old love, broke up and left scars behind" he explains as summarily as possible "We got this heartbreaker after" he says as if Donghyuk's state is unreversable and with that finishes the last of his coffee too.

Yunhyeong just nods in understanding.

"Jiwon got his heart broken back in college too" Yunhyeong shares, a texture of saddness touching his words.

"Jiwon went to college?" Junhoe questions, because he thought none of them had. Well except Jinhwan and Yunhyeong.

Yunhyeong nods again. "He was in the same semester as me, same career choice. He was going to go for pastry cook, were I got a turn for barista" the older smiled fondly at the memory.

"What happened?" Junhoe finds himself asking.

"Love happened" Yunhyeong sighed, his eyes briefly wondering to a fluttered Jiwon telling the kids to call for him if they needed anything else. "And then love broke him to one and million pieces. He.." another sigh and Yunhyeong drives a hand through his hair. "He quit college after that. It took me a while to get him out of the apartment too, to help him move. In Jiwon's case, he closed himself from everyone and anyone. Not to get hurt, not to hurt others" he finishes his eyes falling over Junhoe's lips.

"It took us a while to get him up and running again" Hanbin's voice is heard from Junhoe's left and Yunhyeong's right and they both seem a little shocked that Hanbin has heard them.

Hanbin just waves a hand in the air dismissively.

"Hanbin hyung went to college too?" Junhoe asks, slightly hesistant because its Hanbin his asking.

"Of course I did! What am I ? Did I peed in the well or something?" he scowls and Junhoe knew he shouldn't have asked but Yunhyeong is laughing besides him.

"Yah! Just tell him about it, don't be pissy" he says and throws Hanbin a towel, which lands on his face.

"Economics and Financials" Hanbin says and Junhoe looks at him wide eyed.

"Why are you looking me like that? Who do you think does the stores tax books ??" and Hanbin scowls at him again.

"He put his overobsessiveness in good use, you understand Junnie?" Yunhyeong says laughing and Hanbin scowls again, throwing the towel back at him with much more force than needed, muttering something accross the lines of "I'm not overobsessive" and "I'll be in the back if you need me" as he leaves.

"Wow" Junhoe exhails. Yunhyeong just smiles.

"How did you all end up here?" Junhoe asks because they all could have better jobs, except maybe Jiwon who quit college.

"Hanbin met Jinhwan hyung in college. Jinhwan hyung as you know has a degree in buissness, managment and marketing. So as soon as we came out of college we kinda of needed to find jobs, Jiwon had already changed a lot by then and we all need something more..solid."

"And you being a barista.."

"Correct. I offered to open a cafe, but I knew nothing of buissness, managment and marketing nor of economics and financials. Jiwon could not help with such either, so Hanbin offered to help with the economics and he would bring a friend over to help with the buissness. That was when me and Jiwon met Jinhwan hyung." Junhoe nods at every word following the story.

"Jinhwan hyung liked my idea and told us he always had a dream of owning his own cafe shop and so coming closer after a same dream we decided to open it all together" Yunhyeong finishes his story, pleased with his story telling.

"But..can't Jinhwan hyung like fire you if you guys get into a fight and all, since he is the manager? Isn't that unfair?" Junhoe frowns. Though he doubts it because for all these two years that he knows the group they are more tight than even families are.

"That's why each of us has signed and has a part of the operation. Please don't worry your little beautiful head over things that won't happen" the older chuckled and ruffled the latters hair, gaining a yelp and a glare.

Junhoe patted and stroke his ruffled locks in place, repeating the action as many times as able just to make sure no locks were flying.

"What do we owe you?" Donghyuk's voice was heard from the background and the pairs eyes were again glued back at Jiwon.

"This round is on the house" Jiwon smiled at them and Chanwoo seemed to nod in understantment.

Donghyuk was off his chair and into Jiwon's personal space in no time. "At least let me thank you with a kiss, for making my day so bright even when it's raining outside" he said, as his right hands flew at Jiwon's back and his left grab his chin, ready to kiss the slightly taller male.

But his lips never met Jiwon's as Chanwoo's left hand flew and locked around Donghyuks right ear, pulling with as much force as anyone could really withstand without crying aloud.

"That's enough for today" the maknae informed his hyung pulling him towards Junhoe, Donghyuk following fast behind him "I don't even know why I hang out with you, probably to save the world" the younger said under his breath.

Donghyuk didn't dare to say anything, probably because his ear was in a crisis here.

"Hyung" he exclaimed as the two reached the bar, ear still on hold. "It's time to turn in for classes" Chanwoo informed him and Junhoe nodded, eyes flying to the clock over the bar to realise that it was indeed time to go.

"We will wait outside" Chanwoo said " Thank you for the treat " he said towards Yunhyeong and Jiwon -who had come over- bowing his head. Jiwon mouthed a quick 'thank you' to which the maknae seemed to smile and nod before pulling Donghyuk out of the cafe with him, picking Donghyuk's umbrella from the pile as well.

Yunhyeong was smiling at his as Junhoe turned his head to look at him.

"See you tonight then" Yunhyeong whispered and leaned closer in.

"See you tonight" Junhoe whispered back before he gave a quick peck to the older's lips running fast out of the cafe.

"Yah! Come back here! I want a proper one!" Yunhyeong yelled before turning around to look at a smilling Jiwon.

"You are home early" Junhoe furrows his brows as he enters the small apartment seeing his boyfriend already sitting at the couch.

"Jiwon promised to close up for me. How were classes?" Yunhyeong perked, hugging Junhoe's waist and bringing him crashing over the back of the couch to his hug. Junhoe let a small yelp before laughing and snuggling with his boyfriend.

"Classes were good" the younger said as he nuzzled in the crook of Yunhyeong's neck, pressing soft kisses there. "How was work?"

"Work was good too, your little friends came back this evening" the older said, resting his lips on his boyfriends forhead for a while before continuing. "Chanwoo will work with us from now on, on the weekends. Will help everyone else with taking a break for once" he says and can't contain his chuckles when Junhoe licks and blows softly at his neck.

"That's good, that means more you and me time" Junhoe hums approvingly.

"You didn't tell me the kid was a fashion designer too" Yunhyeong continues chuckling.

"Yeah, his a first year though" Junhoe hums again.

"Donghyuk asked Jiwon to be his model" Yunhyeong exhales this time breathy as Junhoe's hand has creeped under his tank top and played with his nipples along caressing the skin.

"He did?" Junhoe looks dumbfound at the older.

"Aha" Yunhyeong replies but it comes out more like a moan and Junhoe is back at biting and kissing his collar bone. "Ha..Hanbin almost gave him a black eye, he was lucky Jinhwan run to his rescue" he manages to say right after as he caresses Junhoe's hair.

"What? Why?" Junhoe asks and lets out a moan of his own as he pulls the tank top over the olders head and throw it on the floor, behind the couch just like he does with his. Laying Yunhyeong on his back as he lays over him, chest on chest.

"Your friend grabbed other places except Jiwon's ass" Yunhyeong chuckles fondly at the memory and now his own hands travel around the younger's body, pinching and rubbing the nipples, earning moans of their own. A satisfactory grin on his lips.

"Care to show me?" Junhoe suggested, lips over the latters ear, bitting softly and sensually at his earlobe.

"Of course" the older smiled and cupped Jonhoe's semi hard dick, starting to massaging it over his pants. The younger let out lewd sounds at the move and did just exactly the same to his boyfriend over his sweatpants.

"Y..you are not wearing any boxers" Junhoe accussed not really waiting for any explanation. Yunhyeong probably overseen this "I'm not" he breathed sexually either way, before capturing Junhoe's lips on a heated kiss.

Tongue fighting over tongue for dominance, Junhoe soon gave up and let the other taste each possible edge of his mouth and moaned when said person sucked on his tongue.

"I want to suck you" Yunhyeong said right after he seperated them, color only flushed into Junhoe's cheeks as the other turned them around.

Hands working fast but hypnotisingly soft as they got the younger out of his pants and brief-boxers. Fingertips grazing the flushed length before salive and cold breath dance around it and then hot, unimaginable wet hotness engulfed him. Junhoe wante to watch and was able to untill Yunhyeong took him whole in his mouth. He felt his head being shoved backwards and he was lucky to say that his head hit the pillows. All he could do after that was let out pitiful groans and moan at the ministrations of his boyfriends mouth and tongue over his length.

Junhoe knew that his dick was not something special. It was a cute average dick, not to thick, not to long, not...wow. Just an average dick. But Yunhyeong never whined about it and never shown he did not like Junhoe's average dick and really that was all Junhoe could ask for. [for him and his average dick]

His hands found their way over the olders head and his fingers interwined with his locks, just staying there, caressing there. Yunhyeong's own hands, one traveling and caressing Junhoe's stomach and chest and the other massaging Junhoe's balls. Head moving up and down, on purpose making some slurping sounds here and there just because he knew how worked up did that get his little boyfriend. "Aah! Y..Yun I'm going to come!" Junhoe moaned and just like that all ministrations were gone and he was left panting, needing for more.

"Ah, we can't have that" Yunhyeong said as he got back down but this time his tongue touching Junhoe's tight ring of muschles. Rimming before penetrating with his pink muschle, Junhoe sporting a red deep as the one called fucsia red ink he uses on his fabrics. Yunhyeong always loves teasign him, espeacially with things he knows are about to get him worked up.

It took only a couple of minutes before the older pushed one or two digits inside the youngers hole, penetrating and scissoring, helping ease the muschles all over again just like so many times before. A third finger came soon and then a forth and soon Junhoe was a moaning mess all over again. Yunhyeong did not even need affirmation to where the younger's pleasure point was. They had pleased each other so many time Yunhyeong had had it carved in his memory.

"Y..Yun! I'm ready ...please" Junhoe panted, having the need more than anything to feel his boyfriednd inside him.

"As you wish my prince" the older said and divides his clean hand between the pillows behind him, retrieving it only to have at hold a lube and a condom.

Yup, definitely planned for once.

Putting the condom wrapper between his and opening it, with one swift movement, all while dropping his sweatpants on the floor with no hands helping whatsoever. Another swift movement and the condom was rolled on his cock and a soft pop was heard indicating that the lube was opened and ready to be used. And so it did, Junhoe gasping softly as a generous amount of cold lube was pressed over his buttocks.

"I'm going in love" Yunhyeong announced as supported his self with his left hand on the couch as his right helped his cock penetrate the younger under him. His right hand soon standing across his left one as pilars of support, trying to hold himself completely still to let his young lover adjust, to the new penetration size.

It was something like a retual for them, however many time they had done it they would always stay still for those little moment in the start, always care for the one recieving before letting both into pleasures arms.

"Move" Junhoe let out breathlessly and even if it sounded like a command Yunhyeong did not mind, because it was his prince command and he would obliged to those at any time.

He started with slow thrust, rolling his hips back and forth in a soft rythm before daring to take up the pace just a notch. Soon a faster pace was set and the living room of the small apartment was flooded with grunt and moans.

Yunhyeong softly rearanged Junhoe's left leg over his right shoulder and hugged his back as he drived his dick deeper in him, just right so he can hit that special spot. That special spot that had Junhoe, arching his back and moaning Yunhyeong's three first letters like on paradise.

Their little dance of parts and kisses and moans hold for fifteen minutes more before Yunhyeong felt like he was close and his left hand hugged Junhoe's purposely forgoten member and starting pumping, in the same hypnotising rythm as his thrusts were on.

Junhoe's hands on Yunhyeon's back were holding for dear life at the pleasure he was recieving and as soon as he was close he made sure to bite down hard on the older's right shoulder while moaning.

Yunhyeong grunted from the bite but smiled nonetheless when the white liquid of his boyfriend spread over his stomach and his hand. After five or maybe six more long thrusts, Yunhyeong came into the condom himself.

He did not fall, did not let his knees give out, did not let his wait crush his prince. Instead he waited until he was all calmed down and breathed rather normally to exchange a sloppy kiss with his lover before pecking his forhead and getting up, walking toward the kitchen.

He came soon after with a towel on his hand sat beside Junhoe slowly, cleaning him of his own cum. Junhoe smiled up at him.

"Did Donghyuk really cupped Jiwon hyung's dick?" he asked curiously, his left hand caressing the older's thigh now that they were both calming down from their hype.

"Yes.. poor Jiwon freaked out and fell backwards" Yunhyeon chuckles softly at the memory happening mere hours ago.

"And that's when Hanbin hyung came out, full force and all" Junhoe nodded to himself.

"Correct, but seriously though you might want to tell your friend that if he wants to really try with Jiwon he better find another way" the older chuckled. "Or else am afraid he will end up in a ditch somewhere, Hanbin was not even joking with that threat" he said and Junhoe chuckled.

"He threatened Donghyuk? Oh my god, why do I always miss the best things" he moved his head from left to right as to show how devasted he was that he missed such events.

"You do not miss the best things idiot" Yunhyeong said "You have me after all" and chuckled as he praised himself.

Junhoe raised an eyebrow before joking "Yes I have your humble ass" and they both laughed.

"Okay, time for bed now! You have school tomorrow and I have to go to the cafe. Chop chop chop!" the older said, standing up and clapping as to show how much they should hurry.

"First, I'm going to college not school, so I have classes tomorrow!" Junhoe corrected his boyfriend offended. "And secondly I'm beat, carry me!" he commanded, this time surely and obviously one.

Yunhyeong chuckled. "Why don't you carry yourself?" he said picking up their clothes and the younger's bag but not showing any signes of picking the younger up.

Junhoe crossed his arms and frowned letting out a loud 'hmpf' and waiting there.

Yunhyeong had gone forth and back, cleaning the living room, getting dressed and preparing the bedroom before he walked back into the living room to check on the younger.

"You are going to stay there until I move you?" he asked a smug grin ghosting his lips.

"Yes!" Junhoe says and from where the other stands he look like kid going about with a tantrum. Though the other is not really a kid and he in butt naked on their couch.

"Good, then I have all the bed for me tonight" Yunhyeong says and turns towards the bedroom.

"Wow, you really suck" Junhoe yells at him as he getting up and almost runs towards the bedroom.

The older is waiting for him and hugs him from behind, twirling him ones around. "You know I do and you like it" he chuckles and smiles even more when he sees the red color on his boyfriends cheeks again.

"I hate you!" Junhoe says as he walks towards the bathroom, pijamas now at hand.

"I love you too" Yunhyeong laughs as he turns off the lights in the living room. _______________________________ Cross posted on Asianfanfics

#bluequilllove #fishy's quill time #ikon #junhyeong #5287 words

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Μόλις διάβασα το "Οι πεταλούδες ελεύθερες πετούν". Girl, I can't explain what I feel.

Ευχαριστoυμε! Ελπιζουμε να ηταν ευχαριστα feels.

#bts #exo #answer #praise #thank you #sorry for late reply #half-youmu

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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Reblog if you write fanfic and would be totally down with your followers coming into you askbox and talking to you about your fic

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bluefishyquill · 9 years ago

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ZPZG Drabbles Pt.1

1. Changes and Tips

"What can I get for you?" the barista turns around to look at the client a small smile creeping on his plum lips.

"I bet you is not an answer, correct?" the customer jokes "Double cappuccino with whipped cream and chocolate on top" he smiles back at him.

The barista just nods, turning back to prepare the coffee with a little more spirit to perfection than usually.

"So, when is your break?" the customer asks, hands flipping through some fliers lying around on the counter. Eyes traveling on the baristas back side, admiration over those shoulders.

"In an hour" comes the sort reply and the customer can hear the amusement behind it "here is your coffee, that will be three hundred won" the barista extents his arm, leaving the coffee and opens his palm to recieve the payment.

The customer gives the money almost instantly and smiles as their fingers touch. "Thank you" he says grabbing his carton cup of coffee next and takes a step back from the counter.

"Kang! You forgot your change!" the barista calls, raising his left hand with the receipt and the changes on hold.

"You can keep them Khan, as a tip" the customer replies. "I'll see you in a hour" he turns briefly to wink at the barista and his smile widens at the latters red cheeks.

"Mission accomplished" he says to himself as he walks out of the cafe, putting on his sunglasses, walking towards his own way.

2. Origami Troubles

Fingers folding and unfolding colorful small papers. Others turning to roses, others to small swans or pigeons, frogs, dogs, small stars, fishies, some even to boxes with other small surprises in.

Khan loves making origami's. It's something his mother tought his and he had carry that small treat with him since he was little. He especially like the roses and the small stars but it doesn't really matter, every shape brings a smile to his lips and calms him down when he is stressed.

Though tonight what he usually did for relaxing brings him the stress he had years to feel. He accepted this job because of a little girls birthday. The little girl had seen all those beautiful origami he was making at the park and sharing with kids that passed by, the girl herself got a pink swan with her, apparently she liked it that much that wanted a swan origami birthday party. Her mother came the next day with the child asking Khan to make about one thousand of swan origami for the girl's brithday party as decorations.

Khan was amazed at first and felt as a super hero to make a girl like origami that much that wanted his origamis to decorate her house but he had to decline, he is one person and a dozen swans... were a lot. But the elderly woman offered payment and Khan reconsidered.

Four houndred thrity three colorful origami swans later, he thinks that maybe he shouldn't have accepted even under payment. He is still after all one man army.

One of his roomate had passed earlier asking him what he was doing, he was only at number twenty two by then. The guys were going out and Gyeom tried to get him out of the house too, but Khan knew better than leave all this work for later. After all his mother always said 'Don't ever leave something you can do today for tomorrow' and in all truth, he had been the king of procrastination long enough.

"Khan we are home" Kang informed loudly as he entered the house, the other boys trailing themselve one to the kitchen and the other to the bathroom.

The second oldest widden his eyes at all the swan origami flooding their living room and other's already neatly put inside bags. Kang looked over a paper that wrote '889 < 1000' and sighed. Had Khan really folded eight hundred eighty nine origami swans ? He let out a small smile at how cute the older seemed now he was asleep.

Kang walked over to the kitchen, finding Jihoon emptying the freege and softly sook his head. "Dude we just came back from eating" he chuckled.

"What? I'm still growing hyung!!" Jihoon defended himself.

"Yeh, yeh. Give Gyeom an aspirin for his head and come to the living room we have about one hundred one swan origami to fold" Kang said all leaderly.

"Why? Wasn't Khan hyung folding?" Jihoon tried to protest but as soon as he met Kang's stern look he placed the apple back on the table and took a glass of water heading towards the bathroom to find Gyeom.

Khan opened his eyes as some sun rays creeped from the curtains. He smiled feeling two strong arms, one around his waist and one around his shoulders. He slowly turned around not wanting to wake the person holding him.

His smile widened, looking at Kang's natural beauty and gave a quick peck on the latters lips. It wasn't long before the other opened his eyes and a smile instantly spread on his lips, catching Khan looking at him.

"Hey beautiful" Kang said and enjoyed the way Khan's cheeks turned pink.

"Hey handsome" Khan retorted back, slightly embarrassed he couldn't come up with anything more..unique.

And as if on queue Kang laughed whole heartidly at it making Khan blush even more.

"How did we end up here?" Khan questioned wanted to change subject, Kang still chuckled a bit.

"You were sleeping when we came back, so we finished for you and then I carried you back here" the younger replied.

"You finished up for me?" Khan widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Yes! The rest one hundred and one swan origami and we also put them into bags" he smiled.

"Thank you" the older said sheepisly.

"Your welcome" Kang smiled and kissed him again before wild cuddle war ensumed.

#bluequilllove #fishy's quill time #zpzg #kpop #khan #kang #gyeom #jihoon

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I ust read your Pines' fanfiction, and though you have a lot of potential, you also have some things to learn. I really encourage you to take a writing class or read how to online, read the works of popular writers, and to learn how to write children. An 8 year old wouldn't mispronounce Stanley or say "sowwy", unless for some reason they were doing it on purpose to be cute.

Truth is that I’m not really good at writing children, but that is because I mostly don’t and I most propably won’t write any in the near future as well. About Stanley’s mispronunciation, I do understand why you could think I didn’t know and that I was actually but I know 8 year olds that with the ‘help’ of their parents mispell or mispronounce words worse than eating a ‘n’ out of a name. When you don’t talk to a kid with full words and normal pronounce everyday from when they are small they tend to copy the mistake. Now I’m not say that that is what happened with Shermy, I’m just saying that me making an 8 year old not pronounce a ‘n’ is not really that big of a deal in my book. Even though, yes I was wrong over it. About ‘sowwy’ I don’t think it’s a word mispronounced but a word you use when you want to be cute [trying to get out of something through cuteness] because I as well use it in my everyday life more than once, so I did not used that as a mispronunciation.So.. thank you for your kind words and next time I’ll study child behavior on the internet before I write a drabble ficlet. It’s always good to improve after all :3 Again thank you and hope you liked the fic nonetheless my mistakes ^w^

#rebellum #bluequilllove #answered

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Pine Twins

It was not okay.

Nothing was okay. But then again there was nothing Stanley could do. If he wanted to be a good brother he had to let Stanford free. He had to let his brother be happy.

And even a bit he would be happy himself. If one Stan was happy both were, right?

Stanford was working on a project. It was this and he would be getting his third degree in materialising physics and then he would move on to his supernatural studies.

He looked over at his callendar. It read three months away from visiting back home.

Stanley had said he was working around four jobs by now, still trying to make his father say those little words for him as well. Stanford just wished Stanley would not overwork himself just to win those words that might never come.

He sighed, pausing what he was doing and reaching for the phone.

He was about seven years away from home by now and he still had those melacholic days he needed to phone Stanley and talk with him. Talk about anything and everything because they were brothers and friends, best friends and that's what made them whole when they were that far away from each other.

"Staley ain't here" the soft voice said on the other line, Stanford gaining a small smile at the miss pronounciation of his kid sister.

"I see" he says and wonders if he should talk to his dad but prefers to listen to the eight year old at the other end of the line a bit more. "Do you know where he is?" he asks before changing the subject completely, he would like to know if his twin is okay anyway.

"Staley got more jobs!" the kid says rather excited, seeming to lose the worry that more jobs should give her. "He bought me a unicorn pushie! He said it's for Staford too! Thank you!" the kid continued excited.

Standford knew that Stanley had a sweet spot for Shermy but he was sure he had bought the child a bear plushie half her size not so long ago.

"How many jobs did he get Shermy?" he frowned wondering if his twin was getting more jobs so he could please everyone back home and not only just their father.

"I don't know thee more, why? When are you coming visiting? Can I come with Staley too next time? Papa doesn't work anymore so it would be a bit hard, but Staley said he will help out!" the child answered before bombarding the older with her own questions.

Stanford would feel proud and would laugh slightly if Shermy's last sentence wasn't worring him, but he wouldn't show that to the eight year old.

"Shermy we have talked about that, I'm not coming back for another three months. And yes you can come visit next time, I help with the tickets too, so don't worry" he reasured the girl.

"Hey kid, to whom are you talking too over there?" Stanley's voice was heard somewhere in the background. Stanford heard the girl squeel 'Staley' before he presumes she run over to him because there was a sound as if the telephone fell and he could hear Stanley slightly swear in the background.

"Shermy! What have I told you about throwing the telephone on the floor?" Stanley was heard more clear and Stanford was sure he picked up the phone.

"Not to do it..I'm sowwy" Stanford could hear the pout on the girls voice.

"Good girl, now go wash up and prepare yourself for bed" Stanley exclaimed as his twin could hear the little girl giggling before probably running up the stairs and he let out a small laugh as he heard Stanley yell at her 'Do NOT run on the stairs'.

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"Hello?" Stanley asked over the phone.

"Hypocrite, telling Shermy not to run on the stairs when we both know you did much worse" Stanford says with a small chuckle in his voice and he swears he heard Stanley pull in a sharp breath.

"Ford!" Stanley almost screams at the other line and even though Stanford can hear the exhaustion in his voice the excitment is so much more vibrant.

"How are things over there brother? I heard you got another job?" Stanford is trying to fish and he knows Stanley hates that kind of fishing but that doesn't stop him. His conversation with Shermy left him more worried than it should have.

"It's fine, don't worry your clever little head over it. You look out for your studies so you can finish, the faster you finish the closest we are on getting on to that treasure hunt!" Stanley says and even through the excitement, they both know that he doesn't mean it.

He had stopped seeing it as a possibility years before, now it's just a mere inside joke for the both of them. It kinda hurts Stanford more than he would ever admit.

"I'm thinking of visiting you in about two weeks or so.. but if you say I can't it's fine" Stanley says, his voice giving away more exhaustion now.

"I'd love too Lee, I really would..but I'm not done yet and I need my space--" he says but Stanley cuts him with a chuckle that grows hard on the edges and a soft "It's fine".

It's like he tries to find a rope to pull himself out of quick sand but he can't and Ford left him there, with no rope.

Stanford doesn't comment on it though and neither does Stanley.

"It was good to hear from you again" says Stanley.

"You too" says Stanford.

"Staley I'm ready, come read me stories!" Is Shermy heard from the distance.

"I have to go, little princes needs her knight! Goodnight Ford, take care" he says and before Stanford has the time to reply the line is cut sort and all Stanford can hear is the toot toot of the cut line.

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Stanford takes a big breath walking into the bowling alley two weeks later.

It's not hard to find his twin, he is right behind the board that gives away shoes and he cleans a couple of bowling balls right that moment.

He walks closer. Stanley does not more but aparently he had seen his with his peripherical view because he asks "What could I do for you?" as if expecting another boring customer to ask for a shoe size and a bowling line to play on.

Stanford clears his throat before saying...more like whispering a small "Hi" and waving his hand nervously.

Stanley recognises the voice, he would anywhere, even between thousand of people. He almost jumps from his seat. Almost.

"Ford!" his voice seems even more tired close by but the excitement still stands as vibrant as ever.

It takes Stanley on a minute to get out from behind the board to hug his brother. The hug tighter than usual.

"What are you doing here? Thought you had a project to finish, your visit isn't till another two months as well" Stanley says before hugging his twin again.

Stanford notes that he must be very happy to see him.

"I was done early, I asked a friend for help. Also took my degree..I have a two months vacation before going back for the next degree" Stanford says sheepishly, not going to mention he did all that just to be back for Lee, they are both grown up men and that would be extra mushy.

"Good to hear that, you will have some more time with Shermy too" Stanley smiles and it's wider than it had been in months, not that Stanford can really say that.

"What are you studying next?" Stanley asks and he is sure that he doesn't want to be home when Stanford says the news to dad because even with seven jobs Stanley has not heard the words that Stanford has many many times now.

"Anomalous Phenomena" Stanford chuckled, showing the younger twin his hand, six fingers and all.

"Makes sense" Stanley said patting the latter's shoulders, the smile still on his face, smaller but there.

"There is a place, called Gravity Falls, it has recording of many anomalys there. I was going to move there to study around, was hoping you would come with me" Stanford said and Stanley imidiatly hugged him.

Stanford had his answer.

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They had this arguement. How maybe McGucket was right and how Stanford should stop the whole expiriment.

Stanford does not agree and Stanley tries to convice him the way he can do it best.

With his fists.

It does not work, it makes things worse.

"Why can't you ever listen!" Stanley actually yells.

"You are the one who NEVER listens!" Stanford yells back and kicks the younger, onto the computer behind him.

Stanley squirms in immense pain and falls forward after a while. A mark burned over his shoulder blade. Jacket and shirt burned in the process. Harsh symbols raw on the flesh.

Stanley's shouts of pain bring him back, the portal has opened again because of their fighting.

"Lee! Are you okay?" Stanford asks he turns the other around, he gasps at the betrayal swiming into those brown orbs.

"I'm fine..." he hisses, more from the pain than actually having the need to hiss to the elder. Stanford feels way to guilty.

"I'm sorry, I'll shut it down, the whole project" Stanford says as he pats his twins maulet. "But you have to cut this thing off" he smiles softly. Stanley agrees and he gives a smile too acompanied by a nod.

"Let's close this thing" Stanfor stands up and moves to the computer, tries to close it but the thing is stuck.

"What?" Stanley asks beside him, realising something is wrong.

"We have to close it manually, with that button over there!" Stanford says and Stanley is already walking towards the button.

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His leg is caught into a rope and he is pulled inside, Stanford catches it.

"Press the button!" Stanley shouts, the pull of the portal is getting stronger.

"I can't reach and I can't hold you for any longer! You are the strength, I'm the brains remember!" he shouts over the vacuum sound of the portal.

"Tie me somewhere! Then get the button!" Stanley says and Stanford has to admit it's quite clever and so he does.

He flies over the button and presses it but the portal does not close either. The button is useless as well. Dread paints both their faces.

"There is another way" Stanford breaths and Stanley does not hear but he is sure it's something he won't like because he knows that expression.

Stanford jumps towards the portal, Stanley cathes his arm at the very last minute.

"What are you doing?! Are you crazy?" Stanley is afraid, he won't admit it but his eyes say everything.

"It's the only way, for you to be safe! For the portal to close! It needs to suck on something big!" Stanford tries to explain.

"Then why didn't you through in the remaining barrels, you suiciding is not clever, genius!" Stanley has something in his eyes, because his father would be so unimpressed if he cried.

"I'm not suiciding! I'm sacrificing myself for you!" Stanford says not ready to admit he did not think clearly before jumping.

"Same difference! It's both of us forever remeber?" Stanley replies back, grip tightens when he feels Stanford slips slightly.

"Us forever" Stanford says back nodding.

Stanley cuts the rope around his ankle with his pocket knife.

Both are sucked into the portal.

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"Shermy do you need more pillows? Or anything to eat? Or more water?" Stanley fuss over his younger sibling.

"I'm fine Lee, I'm pregnant not sick" the woman seating in the couch on the porch is smilling at him.

"With twins! Twins are a big deal!" he says straightening his back and waving his index finger like the big brother he is.

"I created this small robot to help you around Shermy!" Stanford comes from inside the house, a small sized robot appearing from behind them.

"She doesn't need any machinery to help her, genius! She has us..well me, actually!" Stanley chuckles.

"My robot can cook, bring her water, fix her pillows and look after any life form all at once, can you do that much Lee? I don't think so" Stanford brags.

"Please you two stop, I'm quite fine and I thank you both for looking after me" she smiles at both of them.

"Thank you for being here" she says after a while neither of them had looked over at her.

That seems to do the trick and they both turn.

"Yeah good thing the portal overloaded when it did" Stanley laughs awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

Stanford smiled walking towards his younger sister, pulling his idiotic twin with him.

Shermy smiles as they all put their hands in a small circle one on top of the other.

"One for all" Shermy starts.

"And all for one" the twins say.

Shermy lets a small whimper, both the twins looking panickingly at her.

"They just kicked" the woman explains rather amused and puts both their hands over her big tummy.

"They are fisty little ones" Stanley says and Stanford agrees.

"They are the Pine Twins after all" Shermy says.

Giggles ensume. ______ Ford went to the college of his dreams!AU It’s me of course it got kinda angsty :p Overall i name it fluff xD

#fishy's quill time #bluequilllove #gravity falls #pine twins #stan twins #ficlet #2231 words

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