Dangerous Liaisons || HyunHo

Chapter 14

Wrong Direction

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TW : sexual abuse. There are no details per se, it is mostly gestures. Just what you need to understand the situation basically. Idk, read and see, and tell me.

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"Make me forget…", Chan whispered against Seungmin's lips.

Seungmin felt like he actually heard and felt his heart break. He felt his stomach twisting and turning, giving him the impression he was about to throw up. The boy pushed Chan away, and looked at him, tears in his eyes.

"What? Chan hyung-" Seungmin started.

But Chan interrupted him, putting a hand against the younger one's cheek, and gently smiling. If Seungmin had only focused on the smile, he would have thought that he had misunderstood Chan's words, and that Chan really wanted him and loved him. But his eyes betrayed him : they were dark, filled with that burning rage and pain that made Seungmin's stomach flip. Seungmin started shaking, his desire to run away rising and the tears threatening to fall. Chan leaned in again, and started kissing Seungmin's cheek, trailing down to his jaw, going to his chin, then down to his throat.

"You're so kind," Chan murmured against Seungmin's skin. "You're so good to me," Chan continued, never interrupting his actions.

Seungmin let his head rest against the wall and closed his eyes, trying to contain his tears, his throat tightening, and a sob slowly forming in his heart, threatening to come out. Chan's burning lips kept grazing Seungmin's neck, his heavy breath tickling his skin whenever he spoke. It felt strange, and in other circumstances, Seungmin would have loved it. But Chan's voice and his words made the younger boy want to run away, run as fast and as far as possible from this horrible nightmare.

"Chan hyung," Seungmin breathed, the lump in his throat making it hard for him to utter a word. "Please… stop…"

Chan suddenly bit on Seungmin's neck, triggering a strangled whimper from the younger boy who clenched and unclenched his fists. The boy pulled his hands up, and placed them on Chan's head, his fingers sliding through the blond locks. His goal was to pull on Chan's hair in order to force him to stop, but when Chan slid his hands down Seungmin's body, and placed one of them between the younger boy's legs, Seungmin lost his strength, a gasp pushing past his parted lips. His lips curled downwards, his eyebrows furrowing, his chin trembling, as the sob rose in his throat, almost too hard to push away.

Seungmin's world was crumbling. He felt like everything had turned into dust. He had fallen in love with Chan, had admired him from afar, scared to make the first move. And at the wedding, when he had talked with him for so long, he had felt so happy, so happy to tell Chan about what he was studying, that he loved singing, that he had listened to Chan's music and had really enjoyed it. Seungmin had loved listening to Chan telling him about the artists coming to Chan to ask him to produce something for them, the trainees becoming idols, and coming to Chan for advice… (Since Mr Bang was a CEO of an entertainment company for music, many trainees and K-pop idols came to Chan, famous among this kind of people for his music and his advice.) That evening, Seungmin had listened with stars in his eyes, his heart beating fast as his gaze lingered on Chan's face, his dimples, his soft smile…

But now, it seemed Chan was a completely other person, a total stranger. Yet, Seungmin still loved him, his heart still longed for him and a side of him wanted to stay. Seeing Chan in pain was hurting Seungmin, and he wanted to help him, to soothe him, to make that pain go away. And he could… Chan was telling him how to make him feel better… 'Make me forget'... Seungmin's body was the key right now. Was he so selfish, so mean, that he would rob Chan - who was suffering - from that key? Of course not. Chan said so himself : Seungmin is so kind.