Something Terrible

Empty Boxes: Different (Pt. 2)

(A/N: Don't play the song yet.)
(Song: I'm Not Sorry - DEAN ft. Eric Bellinger)

Suho's P.O.V
"Do you mind if...I...show you around?" All I did was simply shake my head. He held out his hand and I shyly took it. Then, I thought about it more. Jaebum told me to stay put, but I wanted to see the rest of this place. Maybe if we hurry, Jaebum will never know about me breaking his promise. Yugyeom led me to the receptionists' desk where I saw the one I was eyeing before. In less than a second, Yugyeom slammed his fist against the wood, startling them awake. "Aish! Yugyeom-ah!" That giant smile was back on his face while the receptionist simply bore holes into his head. "Good afternoon, hyung! Did you have a nice nap, Bam?"

"Well, I was having a nice nap, you little fu- Oh! Hello there! I didn't see you. My real name is Kunpimook, but everyone calls me BamBam because of my knowledge on explosives." I smiled at BamBam as a way of greeting him back. "I'm Suho." I found him staring me up and down before stopping at my lips. "Are you Jaebum's?" His voice went down a complete octave and his smile diminished into a pursed, flat line.

My entire being stiffened as I felt a shiver caress my spine. "N-No." He stood from his swivel chair and inched closer to me over the desk. "Are you lying to me?" I shook my head since I couldn't find the air to breathe. This atmosphere...it seems so thick. Am I missing something? "Aren't I an official of the law? That means you should answer with respective terms." He came closer, his lips almost touching mine. My body...so...hot. How did he raise my hormones like that? I don't have feelings for him, but I can feel myself losing strength at his words. I guess I haven't been relieved in a while.

"No...sir. I-I'm not...lying." I look to my left to find that Yugyeom's vanished and everyone else flew past, paying no mind. "I may be an expert on explosives, but I'm also a master in seduction and interrogation." BamBam closed in to growl in my ear, "So you need to watch what you say to me...If you lie to me, you'll regret it. Is that clear?"

"Y-Yes...sir."

Suddenly, he sat back into his chair with the same hard look in his eyes. "So...What's your business here with Jaebum's coat? I know you love him, but you're not going anywhere good with Jaebum, having your little hormonal problem." My cheeks tinted red in  embarrassment. BamBam was right. "Jaebum found me in a busy street. He saved my life..." I spotted him smirking as he rested his chin in his hands. "Love at first sight, huh? That's cute!" If possible, my head would've exploded from the heat already.

(A/N: PLAY THE SONG)

"So, I guess Jaebum has a deep interest in you, judging by the coat." I cocked my head to the side in confusion. The coat? Why? "What do you mean?"

"His biological father, the man who just came back last year after disappearing when Jaebum was only thirteen, died wearing that coat."

"His...real father...?"

"Yup. And when his old man passed, he swore that he would never let anyone wear that coat...unless..."

"U-Unless...?"

"Unless he found the boy that was taken twelve years ago, when he was ten. That boy was said to be an asset to something huge, but Jaebum's purpose for finding him is far from that, I can tell. However, he refuses to tell me when I ask about it. His father was given that task and Jaebum had his own reasons. So, he wanted to finish what both him and his father couldn't years ago."

3rd Person P.O.V
A dead silence worked its way between them. Suho stood with his head hung low in shame. 'I know that Jaebum is a good guy, but how did he hold up when his father disappeared?' His pale fingers played with one of the polished clean buttons before he used both hands to tighten the coat around him. "That boy...Do you have photos of him?" BamBam's knowing expression faltered at Suho's tone of voice. It rested between a hardened growl and a soft purr, making BamBam smile genuinely as he stood up and gently took Suho's hand in his. BamBam knew that the platinum blonde was serious despite Suho having an innocent nature take a majority of him. "Follow me."

Right when Suho felt a small tug on his forearm, he spun around and raised his fist as if he was ready to punch the soul out of the disruptive creature, jerking his hand out of BamBam's. Before his fist made contact with a sculpted nose he froze. This "disruptive creature" was Jaebum, holding a small stack of folded clothes.

Without his coat, he wasn't so mysterious anymore with the exposure of his muscles and defined collar bone. In his eyes, Suho could see them physically soften as he questioned why Jaebum looked like this in the first place. Then it hit him like a ton of bricks. His eyes blurred and stung painfully as one by one, flowing streams of a salty liquid came pouring out of his eyes. Teeth gritted, lips pursed and jaw clenched he couldn't say a single word knowing that if he tried a barrel of sobs would come. All of this in a mere three seconds, threatening punch and all. "I-I don't need that p-picture, do I?" He lowered his fist, never breaking his gaze from Jaebum's and used all of his strength to ask...

"I'm that missing boy, aren't I?"

The bustling stopped and both parties could feel numerous eyes boring holes into their bodies. "Jaebum...Talk to me. I know about the coat and I've figured it out already. Jaebum, is it true?"

"..."

"Say something."

"You've lost your memory..."

All at once the memories come flooding back again. This time, even more and just as vivid. With every passing image came more and more pain until he couldn't stand up anymore. He collapsed to his knees with a small thud as Jaebum continuously asked him what was wrong. An ear-piercing scream echoed throughout the precinct. A loud ringing noise made Suho cover his ears with his hands, grimacing at what stood out to him.

Electric chairs...

Barbed wire...

Guns...

Screaming...

Begging...

Pain...