UNREQUITED LOVER

the rescue part 2

Several minutes later, Kai arrived at an old Victorian-style apartment with a wide bay window and pinned sheer red curtains that drape each side. Upon his arrival, he calls Yeonjun to let him know that he was there. There was a long pause before he heard Yeonjun speak in a hushed tone, hiccupping in between words, "Okay, I'll be out in a minute". Looking into the wide bay window, Kai notices Soobin standing in front of a door.

A few moments after hanging up the call with Yeonjun, the door inside of the apartment opened, revealing Yeonjun in his pajamas and a blanket draped over his head. Soobin threw his arms around Yeonjun in an uncalled for embrace. Yeonjun pushed him away. Kai, still seeing everything through the window, continued to watch the silent rage play out as an outsider. He honked his horn once to help break the stillness in the air that surrounded them. Yeonjun heard it and glanced towards the window with a small smile of relief. (As the song continued in the background... "Look for the girl with the broken smile, ask her if she wants to stay awhile... and she will be loved... and she will be loved...")

Kai watched as his best friend threw together an overnight bag in between the silent yelling that took place between him and Soobin. When Yeonjun headed for the exit, he stopped in mid-turning motion of the doorknob, glanced back to face Soobin with tears streaming down his face, broke the chain of his necklace from his neck and threw it at his lover. The look of pure heartbreak was the only thing that resonated off of Yeonjun in that moment. Within the next moment, he was out the door and making his way down the walkway, in the pouring rain towards Kai's car.

Yeonjun swung his backpack over his shoulder, not letting the storm outside phase him as he made his way to the car with haste. Soobin followed behind him, stumbling on the slick sidewalk without shoes on. He grabbed Yeonjun's arm, stopping him in his tracks. Kai tightened his grip around the steering wheel, still watching from behind glass. 'Get your hands off of him...' Kai thought to himself. As the heat in Kai's eyes began to build, he found himself already reaching for the door handle. In one fail-swoop, he was caught in the crossfire of Yeonjun and Soobin in mid-motion.

(Yeonjun had a temper, Heuning Kai knew this but this time looked different. Yeonjun was always a pretty chill person, unless the topic of cheating was brought up. For some reason this was the only topic that sent him in a rage and caused Yeonjun to cry. Heuning Kai wished that the guys who dated his friend knew that.)

Yeonjun snatched his arm away from Soobin's clutches as lightning strikes in the distance and the thunder rumbled around them in surround sound. The yelling got louder as Kai got closer. "...I am sick of your lies, you cheating bastard!!!" Yeonjun screaming like his life depended on it. Soobin cupped Yeonjun's face in his hands, "It meant nothing to me. I love you". Soobin looked into his eyes so sweetly as if he were trying to reach a part of Yeonjun's heart that wasn't stricken with anger, betrayal, or sadness. Yeonjun's face softened. His eyes swelled, allowing tears to flow down his cheek more freely, almost as if he could just fall into Soobin's embrace. In this state, he resembled a puppy. No matter how hurt he was he carried the look of adoration and the need to be loved by the being in front of him. Kai wasn't going to let his best friend get pulled back in. In a split second of moving on pure instinct, Kai grabbed Yeonjun, pulling him away from Soobin's grasp.

"Get in the car," Kai snapped in a low, distinct tone while locking his gaze with Soobin. Yeonjun glanced at Soobin then at his best friend before making his way to the car. Kai stared for a moment longer, at the man who hurt Yeonjun. 'You fool! You have Yeonjun's heart in the palm of your hands and you decided to throw it away on someone else... You are worse than scum on the bottom of my shoe.' "I didn't mean to hurt him. I swear," Soobin said weakly. Kai balled his fists tighter, ready for a fight.