Caffeine (Kyumin)

Chapter 7

Sungmin


Sungmin? Sungmin wake up! Wake up!

Was this a dream? It feels real yet fake.
My body started shaking. I fell to the ground.
Yeah this was real.
I opened my eyes and saw Kyuhyun standing in front of me with a worried look. I was laying on the ground.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I asked. He smiled at me.

"Because you're funny." he was laughing. He grabbed my arm and lifted me up.
"Why were you sleeping here? Were you expecting me to come by?" He gave me his signature smirk.

"Mr. Cho, I barely know you. So please leave. And while you're at it, take a shower. You reek of sweat and sex." as I said those words I felt a pain. He had sex? Maybe I was just smelling things.

"Wow you've got a good nose. Are you seriously acting like we don't know each other?"
I stood up and pushed back the stool to its right place.

"Would you like anything to drink? Your usual heart coffee?"

"Sungmin please! You don't need to act like this! Lets just be friends!"
I stayed silent. I didn't want to be friends. I was usually cold hearted, I didn't want him near me. If he becomes close with me then I'll actually start liking him or something. I turned my back and started to make some more coffee.

"Lee Sungmin! Look at me!"
Why did I feel so sad? Is it the fact that I know he just did someone and came here afterwards?

I turned and looked at him.
"What do you want?! Get out!"

"Why are you mad at me Sungminnie?!"

"You slept with someone and came here!"

"Why are you mad about that! It's natural! What are you a devoted Christian or something?"
I turned my back towards him again. I heard him take a deep breath.

"I'll go. I apologize Mr. Lee, it won't happen again." I heard the bell ring as the door opened then closed.
What was a starting to feel? I tried to keep up with the good, cute boy image but be cold hearted. A true meaning of don't judge a book by its cover. Kyuhyun makes me so frustrated and mad! But I like it, him being gone felt kinda empty.
The bell rung.

"Go away Cho Kyuhyun!" I turned around and saw the boy that Sehun was with the other day.

"Oh, no Lu Han, no Cho Kyuhyun."
He said. He walked to the counter and sat in the stool in front of me.

"What would you like?" I asked, trying to seem polite.

"Hot chocolate." he had an interesting accent, he wasn't Korean. That's as much as I can tell.

"You Korean?" I asked slowly so he would understand. He shook his head.

"Chinese" oh that's wonderful, I know a bit Chinese.

"Souyi...ni yuehui Sehun?"
(So...your dating Sehun?)

"Oh! You speak Chinese?" he said looking at me in shock. I turned to make his hot chocolate.

"A little bit." Hot chocolate isn't long to make. I turned around and put his hot chocolate down in front of him.

"That was fast." He took a sip of the hot chocolate. He smiled more. I went and sat in the stool next to the boy.
"Yes we are together." he said while smiling to himself even more.
"Do you want to hear a secret?" he whispered. I nodded.

"We did something's. In his room." he started laughing.

"Like what?"

"Xingbie." he started giggling again.
Xingbie? Xing bie. I started saying the word slowly. What does that word mean? I kept repeating it in my mind.
Sex
That's what it meant. What the fuck why is everyone getting laid today? What day is it?
I looked at my watch. It's Sunday now.
He handed me something. I looked down and saw it was money.

"No no you can keep it. It's free."

"Are you sure?" he asked shocked again. I nodded and told him to go home. He got up and left.

So now I know more things about this kid.
His name: Lu Han
Chinese
Dating Sehun
Also fucks him
Likes hot chocolate
Is either really happy or shocked

Wow okay. If he ever gets on my bad side, I have a way to destroy him. I like his relationship with Sehun. How they are dating and stuff, it's cute. Am I jealous of them? No that can't be. Or can it?
I wish I could date someone like that. No not someone. I wish I could date Kyuhyun like that.



Kyuhyun


I looked at my ceiling. Listening to Yesung packing the top floor. We spilt the house, he gets the top floor and I get the bottom. Now he was leaving and this whole house would be empty. He was moving on from his foolishness and making a commitment to his lover. He wasn't the Hyung that liked to play around any more. In a couple months he was going to get married. Him and Ryeowook were going to be a happy couple, they might even adopt a kid.
I was envious of them. They were a cute couple and were getting married. Were they even dating before? I wish I could have a relationship like those two.
Why did I have these thoughts? Dating is something I didn't need. Who needs a person to be with you and stand by your side and then end up marrying that person? Oh wait, everyone needs something like that. Well I don't need someone. Or do I?
These thoughts were giving me a bad headache. When I think of couples and dating, things couples do, I keep imagining myself and Sungmin.
I grabbed my hair and pulled it.
What's wrong with me? I just wanted to be a one night stand or something, but no he said no and I'm falling for him.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." I said. The door opened and Yesung stuck his head in.

"Hey. Were you sleeping?" I sat up and gestured him to come in.

"No just thinking, what's up?"
He walked over to my bed. He opened his mouth and closed it. He then grabbed my hand. He was nervous.

"I'm leaving tonight."

"Oh is that so?"

"Yes, don't worry I'll come and check on you every now and then. But I might not be around for a while."
I patted his back. He let go of my hand.

"Hyung it's fine! I'm not a child! Even though we grew up together and you pretty much raised me doesn't mean I need you to still treat me like a child."
He smiled while looking down at the bed.

"That's the problem. I've been watching and taking care of you ever since you were a child, ever since we were both children. I'm worried that you'll still need to hold my hand when you're in danger or when something bad happens." I saw a tear go down his face. I took both of his hands and held them.

"Hyung don't do that! I own a company now and you've been living with me for the past 5 years! If anything I also watched over you." I smiled, ensuring him that I was okay.

"You've never been alone. I was always there for you and now I'm leaving to get married and move in with my lover. You're still gonna be here, being a workaholic and probably not find the love of your life. I worry for you. I've held your hand for about 20 years and I don't want you to cry when you have to let go." He was about to cry.

"Hyung it's fine! Really! There were also times when I had to protect you. There were also times where I refused to take hold your hand. Like during those years I was an alcoholic. You would always help but I knew I could get through by myself." I laughed.
He also laughed.

"Those were some rough years though. You're sure you'll be fine?"

"Yes! I'm in my 20's. You should be having a life than watching me try and get a life." He stood up and walked towards me, hugging me.

"I'll visit, don't worry." he kissed my head and walked out of my room.

"Good bye Kim Jongwoon Hyung" I whispered, knowing he won't hear.

I laid back in bed, trying to hold in my tears. I knew he wasn't going to be here with me forever, but I didn't think it'd be so soon. I think I still need his hand to hold, I'm not ready to let go. He has been there for me since I was 5. He was only 9 and yet he was so caring. He was the only person that didn't leave me. I still remember when we met.
It was 20 years ago. My parents were mad at me so they left me outside and didn't let me in the house even though it was winter. I was sitting on the porch, freezing. My parents didn't give me a coat to wear so I was even more cold. A boy was walking up the sidewalk.

*Flashback*

"Hey why are you sitting out here?" the boy asked.
I looked up at him with tears in my eyes

"My parents won't let me in the house." I said to him.
He walked towards me and sat down next to me.

"You can come stay at my house. You don't want to be cold" he said while taking his coat off. He put his coat around my shoulders, keeping me warm.

"I don't need your coat." I said while taking it off.

"No. I have to go home and your parents won't let you inside so you should take it." he smiled at me.
I stared at him.
"I'm Yesung" he stuck out his hand. I shook his hand.

"Kyuhyun." I smiled at him.

"How old are you?"

"5"

"Oh I'm 9 so I'm your Hyung." he smiled at me while saying that. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. He started walking while pulling me behind.

"Where are we going?" I asked while he was still pulling me.

"We are going to go to my house. You can't sleep outside while it's snowing."


*Present*

I cried. I couldn't help but cry at the memories.