Kaisoo One Shots

Bite [7&8/10]

  What does he even say? What does he expect from this? Jongin sighs and paces the concrete street, his shoes are dirty and his white shirt is wrinkled, the blood from his nose drips to his mouth and he cleans it with the shirt – it gives a painful stain of crimson, Kyungsoo makes a face.

The younger sits on the sidewalk and pulls a creased box out of his pocket – cigarettes.

"Since when do you smoke?" – is what Kyungsoo asks out of nowhere and Jongin pulls the thing to his mouth, it angers Kyungsoo once he offers the box to him with a smile. He shakes his head and sits on the sidewalk as well. His senses wake up with every passing second and he notices how his hands are shaking, when he takes a glance, it's a mess. There's blood on each knuckle and the skin is turning a faint red. His arm is stained and cut in many different places; he doesn't want to know how he'll wake up the next morning.

"Why are you bloody?" – Kyungsoo says. Jongin remembers and cleans his nose once again, his hand is bleeding too.

"I started punching Boyeon – that was the fat guy – after he punched you" – he explains – "And his hand is pretty heavy"

"And what happened to them?" – he asks.

"Who knows" – Jongin shrugs and inhales the cigarette – "I came after you when I saw that dickhead taking you"

Kyungsoo could start fighting because of the insult but he stays quiet, Jongin exhales and it draws a cloud over their heads.

"I didn't know you could fight" – Jongin says, impressed – "I don't think Sunok will see with his left eye for sometime"

And he chuckles, smoking once again. It's like someone else is inside his body, since when was Jongin such masochist?

"Who were they anyway?" – Kyungsoo asks.

"My managers"

"And you let me–?" – he gasps – "Why didn't you stop me?"

"Oh, I tried!" – Jongin explains – "I grabbed you and you kicked me...but I didn't let go and when I finally held you, Boyeon punched you."

So that was the second guy, the one that pushed him to the ground – he was pretty huge.

"So I said 'fuck it'" – Jongin continues as if he was commenting a football match – "And I went for it...they bust my balls all the time, anyway."

So Jongin was the person that had held him to try and stop the fight and then let go to punch that other guy...for some reason he feels worse.

"I'm ruined" – he sighs and pushes back, supporting on his arms and looking at the sky with a smile, it's dark and starless – "How fast do you think they'll cancel my contract?"

His heart leaps – people will see, we have to leave – They were right, after all.

Kyungsoo doesn't say anything back, his chest hurts, everything hurts. How could he lose control like that? He made a scene and screwed who knows how many lives. What would Chanyeol say? What would happen to those guy's jobs? What's going to happen tothem?

"You should have–" – Kyungsoo mutters – "You should have let me go"

Jongin laughs, loud and clear and someone must have kicked him as well because he hisses with pain.

"We're back at it again, huh?" – he mocks – "You sure are dumb"

"Fuck you, Jongin" – Kyungsoo stands up and ignores the pain on his torso – "This is a mess, go back to your managers and–"

Jongin laughs once again – "Do you think they want to see me? I fought them!"

"Well, I don't give a fuck what you do–" – and he remembers the thing that made him nauseas - "Didn't you bring a girlfriend? She can mend you and–"

Jongin groans and stands up as well, throwing away his cigarette – "Shut the fuck up, Kyungsoo, let me fucking talk for one fucking time in your god-fucking-life" – he yells – "Why do you think I was fighting back there? Why do you think I pulled you out of the crowd? Why do you think I tried–"

"I don't care!" – Kyungsoo interrupts – "I don't care why you did anything, you just like making me mad, don't you? You like fucking with me, in more than one way!"

"Shut up" – he yells once again.

"I can't be around you, Jongin!" – Kyungsoo says – "You make me go mad! I can't be in love with someone like you, I deserve someone that gives a fuck about–"

"Do you think I don't give a fuck?" – Jongin exasperates, walking to stand much closer – "I fucking love you, Kyungsoo"

Those words come out in rage, like a dagger going through Kyungsoo yet once again, he doesn't believe it.

"I'm here, all fucked up and I'll probably lose my job...and do you think I care about that?" – he says – "I love you to bits and you don't shut up!"

"Why didn't you say it–"

"Sooner?" – he yells with his hands covering his face – "Fuck, I don't know!"

It doesn't make sense and Kyungsoo frowns, his lip throbs, the blood must have dried up.

Kyungsoo is in silence. If he wishes it enough, will he disappear? He wants to leave, but he knows that it won't be so easy; he doesn't want to continue listening to whatever Jongin is saying because it doesn't make sense – it's not real.

Jongin crouches and covers his face once again, he breathes in and out so deeply it kind of looks like he's...something different rises in Kyungsoo's chest, it's a different type of pain and something so deep it freezes him even more. Jongin is crying.

"Do you know how hard this fucking life is?" – he gets up, giving his back at Kyungsoo, his voice is a little broken – "Do you know how much pain it causes? I'm a toy now, can't you see? They tell me how to walk, talk and eat. Sometimes I can't eat, I can't sleep, when I can't sleep I can't think! And do you know what makes me think like a fucking mad man? You"

"That was the shit that fucked me" – Jongin turns and points his bloody hand at Kyungsoo – "You fucking drove me to the edge, I couldn't do anything right because I couldn't stand you hated me!"

"And aren't you good at hiding?" – he laughs – "Even when I thought I could find you at your job or in between your classes you just disappeared!"

He went to my job? – Kyungsoo thinks.

"You're not making sense" – is what he responds.

"I fucking know, Kyungsoo" – he says – "I know I'm not! I don't make sense"

"I don't need to be here, then" – Kyungsoo says.

"You're not going to disappear again" – Jongin says – "I don't want you to– I love–FUCK"

He screams and crouches once again; it reminds Kyungsoo of a scared kid.

"I'm tired" – Jongin mouths, still on the ground – "I want it to stop. The only good thing I had here were you and that doesn't work either"

The last words come in a whisper and carry so much pain it makes Kyungsoo take two steps ahead. He feels it, he feels the same pain that Jongin is feeling, because they are both to blame for their shitty situation – "Maybe it's for the best, focus on your career and leave me alone."

"How do you say that?" – Jongin looks up, his eyes are red – "How can you be so quiet and then speak and fuck me up even more?"

Kyungsoo opens his eyes wide.

"You're best at hurting me, aren't you?" – Jongin stands up, his blood stains are dry.

"Me?" – he whispers.

"Back on Valentine's day, you didn't hesitate to say those things" – Jongin speaks – "And in there–"

He's right – Kyungsoo thinks. He speaks and only aims to hurt him, but even so those words are nothing compared to what Jongin has done.

"I can't do this anymore" – Kyungsoo says – "And I mean it. I'm tired too, you know? Why bother anymore, Jongin? Is it worth it? We will always end up here, in a dark alley, cursing each other out."

Jongin looks at him and takes quick steps to reach his face with his fingers – "But we don't mean it, Kyungsoo–"

"It doesn't matter, because it hurts anyway" – he answers and on a neighbor street, sirens go off – "I have to go...that's the cops, if they find me–"

"I'll talk to them..." – Jongin says and indicates to walk back to the club but Kyungsoo won't go with him.

Jongin hesitates at first but he doesn't fight or scream, only looks down and walks in the opposite direction after saying – "Promise me you won't disappear of my life again"