❝𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒❞ [On Hold]

𝟏𝟖➺𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐞𝐧

Chapter 18
Find Ken

San could feel the soft sheets beneath him, his back relaxing at the contact. Hongjoong's hand still resting at the back of his head as he felt the older almost hover over him for a minute before he felt his body lie beside him. The hand at the back of his head slowly forcing him to turn towards the older before it started snaking out to rest at his cheek. San couldn't help but shuffle closer into that soft touch, curling his body further until he felt the other's chest hit his own, his hands reaching to wrap around his waist.

For a while it was all silent, their breathes sounding like soft breeze flowing to shuffle the flower petals into soft notes, their gazes like the moonlit candles staring right through each other and finding comfort in the painful night. Hongjoong's hand moves up to trace through San's sharp cheek bones, San wincing at the touch slightly for reasons he himself was unaware of yet he didn't stop Hongjoong at all.

He doesn't know why Hongjoong was crying but that scene is his worst nightmare and while at it he couldn't understand why is Hongjoong talking about him leaving either. "Joong...." San trails softly his gaze falling down for a minute to just stare at Hongjoong's chest. "Hmm?" A soft yet slightly tired response had San contemplate over the fact if he really should question his curiousity or not. "You know I love you more than anything, right?" San declares after deciding to go otherwise on his choice of question.

"I love you too. Come on you need rest." Hongjoong uses his hand to close San's eyes softly before planting a soft velvety kiss on his lips, San responding back with as much love. It felt as if San would disappear from his hold the other moment. As if he isn't here to begin with. As if Hongjoong is hallucinating. That's when Hongjoong felt San groan slightly in the kiss slowly kissing back a little harder as if wanting more. Hongjoong knew this wasn't the right time especially when so much was at stake yet it felt the most right time when he could feel him as much as he can before anything else happens.

Hongjoong could feel his body heating up, trying to have the desire take over him. Slowly shuffling closer to tower over San and intertwining their fingers together, Hongjoong pinned San's left hand beside his head, the other hand still resting at his waist rubbing soft circles at the side making San whine softly. San's breathing came out to be out of pace, fast and slow at random with his eyes shut down softly pulling Hongjoong in for another battle of their rosy petals.

The soft moans escaping from San's mouth muffled against Hongjoong's tongue exploring his cavern were almost suffocating yet he wanted it to continue. "San..." Hongjoong separated himself from the younger only to find his eyes still shut with his cheeks slightly flushed while he whimpered under him softly with his red plump lips parted for breath. He looked......exceptionally beautiful. Hongjoong brought his hand up to trace through San's neck softly, his eyes trailing along with his fingers. San whined more his breathe more ragged as he whimpers softly.

"Please....Joongie" Hongjoong's pupils dilated for a moment before he dipped back in to smack his lips over San's in a hungry addicted kiss, San's hand going right over the other's head softly pulling at his locks when Hongjoong descended to trail his lips on his neck resulting in a moan to accompany. Soon enough shirts were discarded, their lower wears following behind to leave them in their briefs. Hongjoong could sense the shiver running through San's pale skin from the cold air's impact.

Pulling the white blanket above them, Hongjoong went down into another round of marking San's neck. San couldn't do much but moan incoherent words with eyes shut tight. As he trailed further down and kissed away the growing heat Hongjoong's eyes caught upon something. Something he didn't expect to see at all. Just at the side of San's ribcage was a big dark bruise. Almost one that made him doubt if the ribs were even intact.

Wincing involuntarily, Hongjoong stops right there resulting in San's eyes to open in surprise. Hongjoong came back up to lock his eyes with San's, a wave of questions flooding through but only one following behind. "Are you still San?"

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"I swear do you really think there is someone who can help us?" Jongho clattered his teeth through the dark cold alleyway, his head hidden deep within the hood of his jacket and his black mask, quite an imitation done by Wooyoung of his look as well. Their hands stuffed in their pockets, they walked through crunching leaves and dusty air. It was as if the dust had suspended in the air to prevent any individual to breath and let it fly away.

"I am sure he will be here. If that abandoned house can be real, this person should really be helpful." Wooyoung whispered turning another corner and walking past a flickering lamppost, something that made him shiver out of its scary aesthetic followed behind by Jongho. He could feel his foggy breath build up into moisture under his mask over his lips.

After a small stroll further into the dark alley, Jongho could swear he wasn't sure what they were actually looking for if the alley seemed as dark as a well now. But what seemed like a gust of strong wind knocking the breath out of Jongho and Wooyoung's lungs and blowing their padded jacket's hoods away from their faces was surely enough for them to shiver and wince and look to the side to block the dust getting in their way when they heard a voice.

"What are you looking for at this place?" It was a deep husky low voice adorned with the company of footsteps cutting right through the strong wind. As if the stranger didn't even care about the wind, he moved closer to them, his footsteps clicking with his leather jacket flying to tear apart at the intensify of the the blows. "I asked you something." He muttered calmly through the chaos, his voice sounding clear as if it was a part of the wind itself.

"We are here for a person named Ken!" Jongho shouts through trying to keep his eyes opened to look at the stranger's face to no avail. The stranger raised one of his eyebrows at the name, a small quirk developing to the tip of his lips. Slowly he raised his hand in the air, turning his head sideways before everything stopped. The sudden pause to the wind around them brought warmth to the red cheeks of Jongho and Wooyoung after the cold, their eyes opening slowly in confusion.

What exactly just happened or did they just........

.......find Ken?!

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Hey my lovely readers. I know your author seemed dead but no she is alive and probably is trying to stay alive to finish this books cause gosh 'life'. Anyways whoever is still reading hope ya'll enjoy and in the mean time check my others books out too because this will take time to be updated unlike others. Maybe you will find one that you like until I update this again?