Death.

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[ My little note : Guys ! I feel like I was being to nice lately

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[ My little note : Guys ! I feel like I was being to nice lately... we need some heartbreaking Kimchay, no ? :) I love you all and therefore I have decided to make you suffer, more and more ! ❤ Please, keep reading ☆ ]

Time had finally received an order from Kinn: take Porchay back to Kim.
Porchay felt like an object, everyone picked him up or threw him away when needed. To stir up his anger, P'Kim wasn't even at home, he had just left two of his men to watch over Porchay.
Besides, Chay was going crazy with worry, he was afraid for his big brother. Nobody wanted him to contact the outside world, so Porchay sulked on the couch. He spent so much time worrying that Porchay didn't even notice it was getting dark.

- Chay.

Kimhan had just arrived, he was covered in blood from head to toe. Even his gorgeous long hair was slicked back with all the blood. Porchay screamed in fear, he suddenly fell off the sofa and hid his eyes:

- P'KIM YOU DIED AND YOU CAME BACK TO HAUNT ME HUH????!!!

Kim looked at the young boy with a blank stare and he threw his gun on the ground, anyway it was broken and unloaded. He sat down heavily against his sofa.

- Kit. Boss. Leave us alone and wait outside the door.
- Yes sir.

Slowly he reached out his hand to the terrified young Porchay and clapped his palm against Chay's eyes.

- Don't look at me like that... Chay, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to see that part of me. I'm an assassin, Porchay. I just killed...

Porchay's heart skipped a few beats, his breath hitched and he felt his tears well up....Kim didn't dare, or did he really.... In a trembling voice, Porchay asked:

- Who...did you...kill?

Kimhan fell silent. He didn't know what to say. He knew Porchay's heart was going to break, and their bond was going to be forever destroyed... Kimhan was a monster. But Kim didn't want to lie to Chay anymore.

- Pete arrived to save Vegas'ass and Porsche. But they're didn't want to stop and things got out of control... Chay I promise you I didn't want any of this. I never wanted to do such a thing, all I could think of was... you.

Porchay pulled Kim's hand away, he looked at him puzzled and his gaze began to darken.

- You killed my brother?
- Give me a second, please my Chay...
- The hell ?!

Kim shook his head, he was so tired.... He threw his head back on the sofa, he lifted a cigarette to his lips. Porchay was still scolding him for this bad habit, but this time his heart was in a thousand pieces. He got up with difficulty and he wanted to leave, but the door was locked. Porchay banged violently on the door:

- Let me go out !!!! OIII! Shit.

Chay let his body collapse against the door, and he cried for a long time with his head between his knees. Kim had just come to his senses a little and he tried to console Porchay, but when he approached him, Porchay looked at him with fear.

- Don't come near me.
- Chay, I can explain it to you, it's not what you think...
- NO, STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!

Kimhan sighed, the day had been long, and the night difficult, firmly he grabbed Chay's arms to straighten him against the door and he didn't expect at all... Porchay had just slapped him, with all his strength . Kim smirked, and he grabbed Chay's throat before squeezing him lightly and he  said  with a threatening tone :

- You will stay here, since I want you to. You're not going anywhere. Do not test me, Porchay.
- Leave me alone, fuck you, I want to go see Hia..... argffff... (Kim was strangling Chay lightly, he had lost all patience, if Chay didn't obey, Kim would force him).
- Be a good boy.

Then he released Chay who fled to the other end of the room, not without crying tears of rage. He violently threw a book in the direction of Kim before shouting at him :

- I FREAKING HATE YOU.

Porchay went to lock himself in another room, just next to the kitchen. As if to soothe his pain and anger, Porchay grabbed a packet of crisps and some soda.
Several minutes after swallowing a large amount of food, Chay heard Kim in the shower. Good, he looked like a butcher's aisle with all that blood, yuck. That was disgusting.

In the darkened room, Porchay absolutely hadn't noticed that the soda cans weren't just drinks... They were, in fact, alcohol!
Heat rose to his face, his cheeks had turned flushed and his shoulders heaved with a hiccup.

- Chay?

Kim had just called him in a soft voice, he was behind the door, sitting against it. Porchay was so drunk he almost threw up on himself, the world was spinning. The young boy stood up quickly before opening the door and he pushed Kim to vomit all over the floor.

- PORCHAY!!! But what the....Wait are you drunk?! Chay, what the hell are you drinking for ..?!

Porchay burst into a childish laughter and grabbed Kim by the waist before looking at him, looking completely lost:

- P'Kim.... it spins soooo much. I think I'm going to vomit.
- You've already vomited. Porchay but what the....? Can't you listen to me ? Why did you have to do such a thing dumbass ?

Porchay had placed his lips on Kim's, and the latter was deeply disgusted. But he tried to gently push the young man away. He accompanied Chay to the shower and asked Kit, who was waiting outside, to come clean up. Then he tried with difficulty to put Chay to bed, who kept alternating between crying and giggling.

- And you realize, whispered Porchay, he said he was hungry ahahahah, I had just opened my heart to him and that asshole he killed my only family. Such a jerk. Hia was right...

Chay laughed as if he had just said the funniest sentence in the world. Kimhan was confused, he stroked Chay's hair to calm him down, and the latter seemed to be more calm after two good hours of delirium caused by drunkenness.

- I'm sorry Porchay, I didn't kill your brother. Porsche is alive, he is with Kinn.
- .... Um? Somebody's dead, P'Kim? Who is dead ? Who did you kill ?
- My father.

Kimhan's voice was a mere breath, his face was filled with sadness and he hid his face against Porchay's shoulder, Kimhan Theerapanyakul was crying.

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