Game Over
Title; Game Over
Pairing; KyuMe
Rating; NC - 17 {swearing}
Summary; He loved you, right? So that was all that mattered.
{1,35O}
“so, this picture is the bitch of cho ‘i`m the mother fucking best’ kyuhyun?"
“yeah boss, but she ain`t look nothin` a bit good.”
“she not even good enough to screw.”
“no matter.
we have her, we have him.
they both die anyway.”
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“i`m done - just send the bill to my visa.” kyuhyun stood up, knocking over the salt shaker; not even bothering to pick it up, and walked out of the café.
megan abruptly jumped from her seat, carefully picking up as many of the remnants as her petite hands would allow, and followed him into the rain.
“kyuhyun! kyuhyun, wait!” megan yells after him, but he fails to respond to the latter`s desperate calls.
the magnae walks a bit farther and stops, possibly waiting for megan to catch up with him.
said ex - girlfriend finally reached him, her breath hitched and chest heaving.
kyuhyun suddenly turns around and clutches her shoulders, gazing into waiting chestnut eyes.
“we`re through,” he slowly breathes out.
horrified eyes widen in shock, and megan ignorantly shakes her head, refusing to believe the words that she has just heard.
he drops his hands from her shaking body and continues walking in the rain storm.
megan shivered - she was in such a hurry to follow kyuhyun that she had forgotten her jacket and hat at the café.
while the brunette forced herself to part the damp bangs sticking to her wet forehead and blurring her sense of vision, she felt moist tears gliding down your cheek bones mixing with the soft rain drops.
he was kidding, right?
he still loved me…right?
the rain hastily turned to sleet, and megan raced after him in her small flats that she and kyuhyun spent hours searching for.
lightly slapping herself to get face to function properly, megan continued to run .
the young girl knew that her beloved would shield themselves from the rain because well, he loved her.
crying, megan latched onto his arm, slowly muttering,
“lies.
oppa, don`t give me lies; you know I hate that.
please, it`s cold - let`s just hurry home - together,”
kyuhyun stared down blankly at megan while she was starting to choke upon her heart spoken words.
“leave me alone - you`re annoying me,”
he shakes off her wet hands.
megan keeps gazing at his broad shoulders - hoping kyuhyun would just tell her that it was all a joke.
a big joke, that`s what it is.
kyuhyun turned around and pushed megan so she fell helpless onto the cold gravel.
cold hands soothe swelling eyes and megan sobs.
kyuhyun bends down and clasps her hands tightly,
“be happy and find someone who will soothe and embrace the scars that I have left you,”
he ended with a grim smile.
her eyes became slits and she glares; hoping to seem like she wasn`t about to burst into more tears.
megan forced herself to stand up and an ear splitting sound cracked into the night air.
she slapped kyuhyun across his right cheek, seething,
“how could you do this to me?
i loved you, believed in you, trusted you.
and now you say that i should be happy?
what are you, delusional?
you’re a monster.
i thought i knew what i was doing when i fell in love with you,”
she heaved while he continued staring at megan`s face.
he remained quiet, his lips pursed.
megan raised her hand to slap him again, but kyuhyun quickly caught her wrist and pulled into a warm embrace.
“if you make another ruckus, you`ll soon regret it,”
kyuhyun faintly whispered into megan`s ear.
a quiet statement it was, but megan knew it was laced with threat.
a blood filled, crazed, menacing threat.
“y-you`re going to kill me.”
there was more than just a hint of uncertainty, but megan wanted kyuhyun to prove her wrong.
a slow grin spread across his face like a contagious infection, sending megan over the edge.
BANG BANG
a toe curling scream wrenched itself out of megan`s previously closed mouth.
she watched her love stagger back a few steps through hazed eyes, before he quickly pulled out a slick pistol.
aiming behind her, he shot twice; the bullets launching themselves out of the gun.
too horrified to look behind her, she shut her eyes together and instinctively curled herself up into a ball.
kyuhyun blew the excess smoke fuming out of the pistol away and grimaced,
“sneaky fucker.”
megan looked up from her shins and noticed that there was a hole in kyuhyun`s wet cardigan.
she screamed.
“no.
no!
oh god, please, no!”
kyuhyun peered up from his ripped clothes and rolled his eyes.
“idiot, i`m not hurt.
remember this?”
he ripped off the clothes covering his torso to reveal perfectly sculpted abs.
megan`s eyes widened as her gaze rested on kyuhyun`s wallet that was half sticking out of his pants.
she forced herself not to look any lower; this certainly was not the time.
the steel wallet that she had gotten him for his twentieth birthday had a severe dent in it, but the skin and flesh behind it was left unharmed.
“i told you that your shitty taste would always save some blokes ass one day.”
his rough accent was becoming more and more evident with each curse he said.
but none the less, he flashed his signature snarky smirk.
“you protected me?
that means that you love me!
it`s true, right?
please tell me it`s true.”
again, he rolled his eyes.
“no, retard.
i decided to take care of your damn hot bod just so i can hand it over to the fuckers trying to kidnap you so they can rape you senseless and lure me to them; and kill me, too.”
one.
two.
three minutes have passed.
“you love me?”
megan asked hesitantly, wishing with all her heart that he would say ‘yes’.
“no shit.”
she frowned; that was not the answer she wanted.
kyuhyun noticed her sad face and sighed,
“i, cho kyuhyun, will love you, lee ‘megan’ miyun, until the day that i will draw my last breath.”
before finishing, he swiftly bowed to megan, and kissed the back of her hand.
it ended too soon before kyuhyun dropped megan`s hand, started laughing, and stood up.
“fuck that, because babe, when the leader of the most notorious mafia in korea says he loves you, you better fucking believe it.”
the haughty smile returned.
megan could not believe her eyes, nor ears.
kyuhyun?
her lovely kyuhyun?
a mafia leader?
the best?
“so you`re safe, kyuhyun?”
megan was slumping in her curled position, but she still managed to force her voice out in faint rasps.
“safe as the queen herself.”
kyuhyun snorted.
“…and you love me?”
“i hate repeating myself.”
megan smiled, because she didn`t care what or who kyuhyun was - she loved him, he loved her, and that was all that mattered.
she coughed.
and again.
and again.
blood was splattered on the ground around her, staining her shirt and arms.
kyuhyun`s eyes widened as he fell to the floor beside his girlfriend, grasping her hands tightly and frantically asking her what was wrong.
the thick smell of blood wafted around the young couple as megan was dying - dying, and kyuhyun didn`t understand a fuck why.
that was, until he felt the bullet lodged in megan`s back.
his hand smoothed itself over it, confirming that it was a bullet and not just rain.
he didn`t believe it.
“FUCK.”
kyuhyun snarled, forcing megan`s head to face his
“WHY THE FUCK DIDN`T YOU TELL ME? STUPID BITCH.
he was crying now, clutching the semi lifeless body as his love`s life blood was all coming out of her mouth.
“fuck, fuck, fuck…”
megan`s cold hand snaked its way up to kyuhyun`s cheek - the cheek she slapped with such an intention to kill
she caressed the soft skin,
“i love you.”
kyuhyun sobbed into megan`s shoulder, his bangs covering his face.
and like that, megan`s pulse stopped.
kyuhyun could hear a gun cocked at his left temple.
“game over.”
A/N excuse me while i go kill myself from re - typing , and re - reading this fic billions of times . obtw , sorry if this wasn`t exactly 'angst' . i told you that i couldn`t grasp the aspect of it . ): i probably didn`t even use the element of surprise properly .