A Walk Through Darkness : Chapter One
Title : A Walk Through Darkness
Pairing : Kangin + Yesung
Genre : Angst / Romance / Drama
Rating : T
Warning : UNBETA-ED, F-words & Co.
Summary : Someone is seeking revenge on Kangin. And he knows just exactly how to get to him.
It was rush hour, the streets of Yongsan were congested with vehicles, and the fact that it was a Friday evening only made traffic matters worse. Kangin and Yesung were on their way home from recording a show when they decided to make a quick stop at the supermarket. Sure, Kangin had whined about it, but postponing the trip down to the supermarket was not an option. They desperately needed a bag of rice, meat, and a whole lot of ramen.
After about 10 minutes of going round and round the parking lot with no luck of finding an empty space to park their car, Yesung volunteered to make a quick run into the supermarket to grab what they needed, leaving Kangin to wait in the car.
Having nothing to do while waiting for Yesung's return, he turned to his cellphone in attempt to entertain his bored self. Looking through the pictures stored in his phone, Kangin chuckled to himself, his eyes twinkled and a soft smile tugged on his face. It was no surprise that most of the pictures were of Yesung's. "Jongwoon-ah you're such a camwhore!" Another chuckle escaped his lips, and he flipped the phone close, shoving it carelessly into one of the pockets in his jacket.
The minutes kept ticking by, and there was still no sign of Yesung.
Glancing at the digital digits mounted on the dashboard, his brows creased into a frown. "Where is he?" Kangin wondered as his eyes instinctively made a quick sweep around the area. He was getting restless from waiting and his stomach was starting to grumble.
He momentarily thought about calling Yesung to ask what was taking him so long, but decided against it as he thought about the endless possibilities. "The queue at the cash register must be epic for him to be taking this long! Perhaps he couldn't find what he's looking for... or could it be that he's surrounded by a swarm of fangirls?" Kangin reasoned with himself. "Or..." He hesitated, "Or he got himself in trouble..." The thought was automatic, and he quickly shoved the negative idea out of his mind. "Why did he even think that?"
As if on cue, a shrilling tone emanated from his cellphone, making him jump slightly in his seat. Quickly, he fished out the ringing cellphone from his pocket, a small smile fitted across his face when he saw the caller ID. It's about time! He thought as he flipped the phone open and pressed it to his ear.
"Jongwoon-ah! What's taking you so long?" Kangin asked casually, expecting that Yesung would come up with a list of excuses, but only to be greeted by an unsettling silence on the other end of the line.
"Hellooo Youngwoon-shii... or should I call you... Kangin?" The unfamiliar male voice on the other line teased in a malicious manner, sending chills down Kangin's spine.
"J-J-Jongwoon?" His brows knotted in confusion. "W-who is this?" An involuntary stammer obvious in his voice as sick, unsettling feeling crept up on him.
A half hearted laugh erupted from the other end of the line. " Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't you remember me anymore? Ouch, I'm deeply hurt."
For a second, he thought that someone was trying to pull a prank on him. But he knew better, Yesung would never pull out anything like this as a joke. None of his friends would. Suddenly, his heart was beating loudly in his ears . "Who the fuck are you! And where's Yesung!"
"Ooh, mind your language Kangin-sshi, or Yesung-sshi here might have to pay for it." The man responded in an even but sinister tone.
Yesung.
His hammering heart skipped a beat when the man on the line mentioned Yesung's name. Kangin felt a sudden chill spread throughout his body. This was definitely not a joke, nor a prank. He knew that much.
Whoever the lunatic was, he's got Yesung, and that fact surely didn't settle well with him. He raked his mind for a clue, trying to figure out the identity of the culprit that is taunting and threatening him. There was something alarmingly familiar with the way he says Kangin's name, and he noticed the obvious Gyeongsang dialect in the man's voice. Out of nowhere, realization struck him, his eyes widened as he pieced it all together.
"Woojin?" He paused, praying that he was wrong. "I-Is that you Woojin-ah?"
"Oh, so you do remember who I am Kangin-sshi? I'm impressed... Really, really impressed. Nice to be finally talking to you again Kangin-sshi, Korea's number one handsome man." The voice said sarcastically, obviously mocking him.
A mix of anger and fear surged through his being as the enormity of the situation dawned on him. This bastard had taken Yesung, and god knows what he was planning to do with him. "Woojin... where is Yesung? What have you done to him?" Kangin questioned through clenched teeth, trying to stay as calmed as possible.
Instead of answering, the man laughed at Kangin's concern for his lover.
"Where is Yesung! Woojin-ah!" Kangin was getting more than a little pissed off by now.
Another round of chuckle elicited from the man, fully aware that he had hit the right nerve. Kangin was definitely freaking out over Yesung's well-being . And that was exactly what he had wanted ; to hear fear and anguish in Kangin's voice. "Ooo... temper... temper..." He teased, knowing that he's pushing all the right buttons that would slowly but surely make Kangin crumble. "Let's just say that Yesung-sshi is currently out of commission, and he can't talk right now."
"Cut the crap!" Kangin snapped, no longer able to keep the boiling anger at bay. "Where's Yesung? I swear to god, if you hurt him, I'm going to--"
"You're going to what Kangin? What are you going to do? Find me and hurt me? Kill me?" He taunted. "I've already knocked him out of consciousness, wonder what you're gonna do about that!" The voice paused to laugh, giving off the vibe that he's clearly mentally deranged. "Your little Jongwoon here is quite a fighter, I must say. I was expecting that it would be rather easy to take him down, but I was wrong. Had to take a few swings at him with my baseball bat to knock him out." He finished his deliberated ramblings with a scoff.
"Son of a bitch!" Kangin hissed angrily when he heard about the harm that had been inflicted on Yesung. The asshole had actually beaten his Jongwoon. A hard lump formed in his throat, and his eyes were stinging with hot tears. If only he could reach into the phone and strangle him for hurting Yesung, he definitely would.
Kangin cleared his throat in an a attempt to regain his composure. "W-woojin... what is it exactly do you want ?"
The man lets out a hearty, chilling laugh. "What do I want?" He paused for a mere second and continued bitterly, voice raised. "What I want is for you watch the person you love suffer! What I really want is for you to pay for what you've done! That's what I want!" he growled, venom lacing every single word.
Cold fear gripped Kangin's heart like a vice when he learned that Yesung would be the real victim in Woojin's sick revenge plot. Woojin, the sick fuck, wanted Kangin to watch Yesung suffer. "No! No! Don't you dare lay a finger on him Woojin-ah! He has nothing to do with what happened! Leave him out of this! If you hate me so much, come and get me instead, you asshole! Just let him go!" He was yelling now, angry and frustrated that Yesung had been unnecessarily involved.
"Nu-uh, you're in no position to order me around Kangin, especially not with poor little Jongwoon currently under my care." Woojin sneered. "Well, I need to go now, your boyfriend needs to be taken care of, and there's so much to do. But don't worry... I'll call you again tomorrow to keep you updated."
"No! Don't! Don't hang up!" Kangin yelled into the phone.
Ignoring Kangin's request, the man added. "And remember... if you call the police and get them involved in our little private game, I'll make damned sure that Yesung will be taking his last breath before they could track me." He warned menacingly. "Have a nice day Kangin-sshi! We'll speak again soon." With that, the call ended.
No words came out of Kangin's mouth, his brain too stunned from fear, and his heart jammed in his throat. It was all too much for him to accept.
Kangin sucked in a ragged breath, running a trembling hand through his hair. His mind racing with incomprehensible thoughts as his worry for Yesung's safety grew immensely. "Oh god, please, please let him be okay!" He prayed loudly, in hopes that god would be on his side with this one.
"I'm going to find you Jongwoon, just hang on. No matter what, I'll get you back! Just hang on."
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First chapters are never easy for me. *cries* Started over a few times, added a few things, chuck out a few...I've tried my best. I'll be honest, I think it's because I'm more eager to write chapter 2.
*slaps self* Cheers and Stay safe darlings! <3
Pairing : Kangin + Yesung
Genre : Angst / Romance / Drama
Rating : T
Warning : UNBETA-ED, F-words & Co.
Summary : Someone is seeking revenge on Kangin. And he knows just exactly how to get to him.
It was rush hour, the streets of Yongsan were congested with vehicles, and the fact that it was a Friday evening only made traffic matters worse. Kangin and Yesung were on their way home from recording a show when they decided to make a quick stop at the supermarket. Sure, Kangin had whined about it, but postponing the trip down to the supermarket was not an option. They desperately needed a bag of rice, meat, and a whole lot of ramen.
After about 10 minutes of going round and round the parking lot with no luck of finding an empty space to park their car, Yesung volunteered to make a quick run into the supermarket to grab what they needed, leaving Kangin to wait in the car.
Having nothing to do while waiting for Yesung's return, he turned to his cellphone in attempt to entertain his bored self. Looking through the pictures stored in his phone, Kangin chuckled to himself, his eyes twinkled and a soft smile tugged on his face. It was no surprise that most of the pictures were of Yesung's. "Jongwoon-ah you're such a camwhore!" Another chuckle escaped his lips, and he flipped the phone close, shoving it carelessly into one of the pockets in his jacket.
The minutes kept ticking by, and there was still no sign of Yesung.
Glancing at the digital digits mounted on the dashboard, his brows creased into a frown. "Where is he?" Kangin wondered as his eyes instinctively made a quick sweep around the area. He was getting restless from waiting and his stomach was starting to grumble.
He momentarily thought about calling Yesung to ask what was taking him so long, but decided against it as he thought about the endless possibilities. "The queue at the cash register must be epic for him to be taking this long! Perhaps he couldn't find what he's looking for... or could it be that he's surrounded by a swarm of fangirls?" Kangin reasoned with himself. "Or..." He hesitated, "Or he got himself in trouble..." The thought was automatic, and he quickly shoved the negative idea out of his mind. "Why did he even think that?"
As if on cue, a shrilling tone emanated from his cellphone, making him jump slightly in his seat. Quickly, he fished out the ringing cellphone from his pocket, a small smile fitted across his face when he saw the caller ID. It's about time! He thought as he flipped the phone open and pressed it to his ear.
"Jongwoon-ah! What's taking you so long?" Kangin asked casually, expecting that Yesung would come up with a list of excuses, but only to be greeted by an unsettling silence on the other end of the line.
"Hellooo Youngwoon-shii... or should I call you... Kangin?" The unfamiliar male voice on the other line teased in a malicious manner, sending chills down Kangin's spine.
"J-J-Jongwoon?" His brows knotted in confusion. "W-who is this?" An involuntary stammer obvious in his voice as sick, unsettling feeling crept up on him.
A half hearted laugh erupted from the other end of the line. " Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't you remember me anymore? Ouch, I'm deeply hurt."
For a second, he thought that someone was trying to pull a prank on him. But he knew better, Yesung would never pull out anything like this as a joke. None of his friends would. Suddenly, his heart was beating loudly in his ears . "Who the fuck are you! And where's Yesung!"
"Ooh, mind your language Kangin-sshi, or Yesung-sshi here might have to pay for it." The man responded in an even but sinister tone.
Yesung.
His hammering heart skipped a beat when the man on the line mentioned Yesung's name. Kangin felt a sudden chill spread throughout his body. This was definitely not a joke, nor a prank. He knew that much.
Whoever the lunatic was, he's got Yesung, and that fact surely didn't settle well with him. He raked his mind for a clue, trying to figure out the identity of the culprit that is taunting and threatening him. There was something alarmingly familiar with the way he says Kangin's name, and he noticed the obvious Gyeongsang dialect in the man's voice. Out of nowhere, realization struck him, his eyes widened as he pieced it all together.
"Woojin?" He paused, praying that he was wrong. "I-Is that you Woojin-ah?"
"Oh, so you do remember who I am Kangin-sshi? I'm impressed... Really, really impressed. Nice to be finally talking to you again Kangin-sshi, Korea's number one handsome man." The voice said sarcastically, obviously mocking him.
A mix of anger and fear surged through his being as the enormity of the situation dawned on him. This bastard had taken Yesung, and god knows what he was planning to do with him. "Woojin... where is Yesung? What have you done to him?" Kangin questioned through clenched teeth, trying to stay as calmed as possible.
Instead of answering, the man laughed at Kangin's concern for his lover.
"Where is Yesung! Woojin-ah!" Kangin was getting more than a little pissed off by now.
Another round of chuckle elicited from the man, fully aware that he had hit the right nerve. Kangin was definitely freaking out over Yesung's well-being . And that was exactly what he had wanted ; to hear fear and anguish in Kangin's voice. "Ooo... temper... temper..." He teased, knowing that he's pushing all the right buttons that would slowly but surely make Kangin crumble. "Let's just say that Yesung-sshi is currently out of commission, and he can't talk right now."
"Cut the crap!" Kangin snapped, no longer able to keep the boiling anger at bay. "Where's Yesung? I swear to god, if you hurt him, I'm going to--"
"You're going to what Kangin? What are you going to do? Find me and hurt me? Kill me?" He taunted. "I've already knocked him out of consciousness, wonder what you're gonna do about that!" The voice paused to laugh, giving off the vibe that he's clearly mentally deranged. "Your little Jongwoon here is quite a fighter, I must say. I was expecting that it would be rather easy to take him down, but I was wrong. Had to take a few swings at him with my baseball bat to knock him out." He finished his deliberated ramblings with a scoff.
"Son of a bitch!" Kangin hissed angrily when he heard about the harm that had been inflicted on Yesung. The asshole had actually beaten his Jongwoon. A hard lump formed in his throat, and his eyes were stinging with hot tears. If only he could reach into the phone and strangle him for hurting Yesung, he definitely would.
Kangin cleared his throat in an a attempt to regain his composure. "W-woojin... what is it exactly do you want ?"
The man lets out a hearty, chilling laugh. "What do I want?" He paused for a mere second and continued bitterly, voice raised. "What I want is for you watch the person you love suffer! What I really want is for you to pay for what you've done! That's what I want!" he growled, venom lacing every single word.
Cold fear gripped Kangin's heart like a vice when he learned that Yesung would be the real victim in Woojin's sick revenge plot. Woojin, the sick fuck, wanted Kangin to watch Yesung suffer. "No! No! Don't you dare lay a finger on him Woojin-ah! He has nothing to do with what happened! Leave him out of this! If you hate me so much, come and get me instead, you asshole! Just let him go!" He was yelling now, angry and frustrated that Yesung had been unnecessarily involved.
"Nu-uh, you're in no position to order me around Kangin, especially not with poor little Jongwoon currently under my care." Woojin sneered. "Well, I need to go now, your boyfriend needs to be taken care of, and there's so much to do. But don't worry... I'll call you again tomorrow to keep you updated."
"No! Don't! Don't hang up!" Kangin yelled into the phone.
Ignoring Kangin's request, the man added. "And remember... if you call the police and get them involved in our little private game, I'll make damned sure that Yesung will be taking his last breath before they could track me." He warned menacingly. "Have a nice day Kangin-sshi! We'll speak again soon." With that, the call ended.
No words came out of Kangin's mouth, his brain too stunned from fear, and his heart jammed in his throat. It was all too much for him to accept.
Kangin sucked in a ragged breath, running a trembling hand through his hair. His mind racing with incomprehensible thoughts as his worry for Yesung's safety grew immensely. "Oh god, please, please let him be okay!" He prayed loudly, in hopes that god would be on his side with this one.
"I'm going to find you Jongwoon, just hang on. No matter what, I'll get you back! Just hang on."
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First chapters are never easy for me. *cries* Started over a few times, added a few things, chuck out a few...I've tried my best. I'll be honest, I think it's because I'm more eager to write chapter 2.
*slaps self* Cheers and Stay safe darlings! <3