Two days later, after spending that time with Minho, Jonghyun felt it was time to go home. He couldn't continue hiding and not face the issue. He wasn't sure what was going to happen, but it was something he'd just have to wait and see.
Folding the clothing Minho had lent him for the past few days, he grabbed his cellphone and house keys before leaving Minho's apartment. Minho was persistent to come along with, although, Jonghyun implied that there was no need. Even if Jonghyun confronted him, Minho him self needed to smack some sense in his friend. Because of his reckless actions, he ended up hurting his lover. And one day, he may just lose him. Jonghyun was important. Too important.
As the two friends entered the car, Jonghyun seemed to struggle with the seatbelt, locking itself. Minho saw the other struggle and leaned over to assist him. Once the seatbelt was readjusted, the two looked at each other. Their faces were inches away and it took Minho great willpower to refrain from kissing the man in front of him. The innocence before him was so alluring. No wonder so many wanted him.
It was made unclear before, hopefully it is now. In the little encounters, Minho hid his true feelings. It in indeed a face that Minho held strong feelings for Jonghyun. From the beautiful, define jawline, to his alluring brown eyes, the small frame of his body, his beautiful voice, and the passion displayed in all that he has done. He feelings began to grow. From helping him with the Jae Suk problems, to hanging out with him, bringing back to his home. His feelings only became stronger.
But Minho knew it was wrong. Jonghyun wasn't his. He belonged to another, his best friend. He couldn't be the one to ruin what they have. He couldn't prevent or ignore the love in Jonghyun's eye whenever Kibum was mentioned or around. Snapping out of his day, he cleared his throat and started the car. "Ready?"
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Jonghyun stared at the front door, taking deep breaths before walking up the steps. Minho stood beside him and offered him an encouraging smile. He nodded and unlocked the door, allowing Minho to come inside as well. The two removed their shoes and to Jonghyun's surprise, the food and furniture that was thrown a few days ago, still laid on the floor.
He noticed clothing thrown around, papers traveling from the downstairs office into the living area. Jonghyun couldn't believe how messy and wrecked the house was. "Key? Are you here?" He called out as he began going up the stairs. Looking in the many different rooms, Kibum could not be found. All except for the empty soju bottles. "Let's try outside." Minho suggested.
Eventually they found Kibum. He laid in the flower beds of the garden, half dressed, hair disheveled, and the reeking odor of liquor coming a mile away. There was some bruises and scratches on his face. "Key!"
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At the time, Kibum couldn't process what was happening around him. He stumbled outside with his soju bottle, calling out for his lover. Next thing he know, he was pushed onto the ground where he was punched and kicked repeatedly. The pain was unbearable and he cried, pleading for the person to stop. His eyes grew heavy and his voice became sore from screaming. He just wanted his baby here.
Slowly and groggily, Kibum opened his eyes. He tried to process his surroundings but one move of his head caused immediate pain to surge throughout his body. There was a cool cloth against his forehead and a gauze bandage around his arms. Looking to his side, he saw Jonghyun in the chair beside the bed. He was crouched into himself, the blanket lightly draping off him. He looked so peaceful.
Jonghyun, himself eventually woke up and began tending to Kibum's care. "Are you awake? How are you feeling?" He asked. Kibum looked with sad eyes at his lover, guilt washing over him. "I'm feeling okay. My side is sore," Kibum saw the forming bruise on his lover's cheek, half his face looking a bit swollen. Something he caused. "Jjong-"
Just as Kibum was about to speak, Jonghyun cut him off. "Before you speak, let me say; don't ever think you can treat me like that, Key. I don't deserve that.. You hurt me," Jonghyun paused for a moment, feeling tears pool in his eyes. "It will be a while before I can get over this, but for my sake, I will let this slide. But this will be the last time."
"Can I hold you? Please?" Kibum's voiced cracked. Jonghyun carefully joined the other in the bed and was held in his grasp. "Jjong, I am terribly sorry. I promised you once that I would never do this and I broke that promise.. If you want out now, I'm allowing you. I never want to put you in danger, let alone be the one to inflict it. I love you. So damn much."
"As wise as it sounds, I'll stay. Even though you broke your promise, I won't break mines. I promised you once that I'll be here for you. It will take some time. But I love you too."
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"Damn it!" He frustratingly yelled as he smacked the dashboard of the car. "I should have beaten him harder. Hell, I should have just killed him when I had the chance." He scolded himself. He planned on Kibum smacking Jonghyun, then when the chance was there, he get could him when no one looked. "Looks like we're going to Plan B then..."
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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Happy belated Halloween and Thanksgiving! I hope you all had wonderful holidays. 🎊
Now, regarding Jonghyun, yes, it would have been wise to leave the relationship. One threat or action of abuse or hitting, is a red flag. 🚩 Alerting you to get out while you can. But I did not set Kibum's character to be abusive. I hope you understand my reasoning.
The stalker is setting Plan B into motion. Any guesses as to what it could be? Or who the stalker is??
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