KAISOO ONESHOTS

COMING HOME

Author: diaw25
Description: Hee-joon's son has grown.

Warning: crossdressing, ageswitch, agedifference, daddykink, smut, rape, drugs

Word Count: 3.2k
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Jongin’s home has always been out West.

It's where he retreats to after roaming the streets with his gang. As the months roll by he's out stealing and plundering any place he can find. Of course there's the occasional gang fight that always ends with the rivals brains splattered on the concrete but that's nothing new to him. In fact he enjoys the rush that comes with using his bare hands to beat someone to the point where they are unrecognizable. His members of his gang always nag him about killing someone that way because it leaves his hands cut and peeling forcing him to wear band aids all the time. They think he should use a faster, quicker solution: guns but he thinks guns are too impersonal and they can land you in jail if you just so happen to be stopped by the cops. He’ll use his hands over a gun any day if that means he can witness the light leave someone's eyes up close. 

They've had a hell of a 7 months, and lost a lot of people along the way to jail or those dirty pigs, but they had won and shouted out their victories into the quiet darkness of the neighborhood. Jongin gives a big smile, his hollering mixing with the others while they ride down the streets creating a ruckus and polluting the air with the smell of gasoline. 

It's dark out but the old watch on Jongin’s hand reads 9:46 so there's still lights some lights on in the neighboring houses when he pulls into his driveway. He takes out a cigarette and looks around noticing how nothing has changed. Everything is just how it was when he left. The houses near by are still painted that ugly off white with the paint slowly peeling, the drugstore he used to rob as a kid is still up and running probably by that old bitch Martha. The only thing that's changed is the length of the grass on his front lawn and Hee-joon’s son Kyungsoo, reading while smoking a joint on his porch. 

The boy jumps up when he sees them approaching the driveway, stomping out his stubby joint. Their bike headlights shine brightly in his face making him squint. Kyungsoo looks around sheepishly running a hand through his bed hair. 

“I-I-i'm sorry my dad said no one lived here anymore.”

“Isn't it a little too late for you to be out here boy?” He's trying to imitate but amusement shines through at the boy’s obvious discomfort. 

Hee-joon’s son has grown.

Beautifully.

Though he hasn't grown into those eyes, still huge even when they're hooded a bit from the weed. The rest of him (except for that ass) has slimmed out, and his skin is a shade lighter, more like milk.

“I don't have school tomorrow and my dad doesn't care if I'm out here.” Is his only reply.

Jongin turns off his bike and stalks his way towards the boy with his goons right behind him, making the boy shrink in on himself a little.

“So he wouldn't care if I told him you were on my porch smoking weed?” He takes the cigarette out of his mouth and taps off the ashes.

“Yeah you're right I shouldn't be out here, I-I-i’ll just go now.”  He says timidly, hastily scurrying around them to sneak back to his house to climb through the open kitchen window. Jongin lets him go reluctantly, still in shock at how much Kyungsoo has grown.

He bites his bottom lip as he watches the way the little shorts Kyungsoo has on rides up when he climbs his way back into his house.

“Dude open the door” Sehun groans, coming beside to glare at him. “You always wanna stick your dick in underage ass.”