24/7 [3/12]
Title: 24/7
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: WonKyu Siwon/Kyuhyun
Summary: Kyuhyun would love to say that his romance began in a coffee shop with shy smiles but it didn’t. It started with a kidnapping and his stalker.
Notes: AU.
There’s a sense of déjà vu when he wakes up. Except this time instead of a throbbing head, it’s a disgusting taste in his mouth. But that’s not what makes him sit up in the bed quick enough to almost get inertia, no what makes him do that was Siwon’s face staring right at him and it’s far, far too close.
His heart doesn’t seem to want to calm down and the sudden movement up has him squeezing back tears at the unintended pressure on his injured wrist.
“Kyuhyun, calm down. You’ll injure your wrist even more if you’re not careful.“ it’s said with possibly the most affectionate tone anyone has ever used for him and as much as he keeps telling himself that his man was crazy he can’t help the warmth that spreads through him at that tone.
It doesn’t help that Siwon looks just like a clingy-puppy. Damn it all. He cannot let his guard down. They drugged him. That thought makes him feel sick. Yet before he can say anything there’s a cough. Kyuhyun moves his gaze to see a man in a lab-coat standing at the door.
The doctor.
“This is Sungmin, Kyuhyun. He’ll help fix your wrist.”
Kyuhyun just observes the other man. Sungmin is pretty, in a cute way. Kyuhyun’s gone out with someone just like that in his limited dating experience, except they turned out to be lying cheat who’d used him and thrown him away.
“Siwon, can you give him your chair?”
Kyuhyun turns his gaze to the man beside him, only just noticing the new furniture to the empty room. Siwon stands and moves towards him.
“It’s okay-“His sentence gets broken off when he’s bodily lifted and placed onto the chair. There’s a quiet chuckle next to his ear, whispered words that confuse him.
“You’re so cute.”
He feels himself shuddering as Siwon leans on the wall beside him, closer than necessary. So close they were practically side to side. Then Sungmin is taking up his attention. The smaller man examines his wrist, touches it, and pokes it until Kyuhyun can’t help but let out a pained whimper at the next touch.
“Okay I think we’re almost done. A topical cream should help reduce the swelling, thankfully it’s not broken but it’ll be sore for a while.”
As Sungmin continues explaining, Kyuhyun drifts off. His mind is whirling in thoughts. He’s been kidnapped for two days at the least. So far he’s met four people, each markedly different from each other. He needed to think of a way out. A plan of sorts, anything-
He’s brought out of his thoughts when the Doctor suddenly touches his hair. The fingers just graze him before pulling back. He almost wants to laugh when the smaller man blushes at his own actions, except his wrist still hurts from all of the prodding and now he kind of wants to punch Sungmin instead.
“S-sorry. It just looked so soft…”
Kyuhyun doesn’t respond. He has to stay on guard. He can’t trust any of them. That’s his new mantra.
Especially someone as delicate looking as Sungmin. They’re probably the deadliest.
Sungmin seems to grow nervous as he glances at something (or someone his brain unhelpfully supplies.) next to Kyuhyun. A tanned hand is placed upon his head. It ruffles his hair gently, almost like it was marking its territory. Sungmin keeps his gaze down.
“Thank you. That’ll be it for today.” Despite the polite words it’s spoken with a cold tone that makes him shiver.
“I-I’ll bring the cream later. Please try not to put any more pressure on it for the time being.”
Without another glance at Kyuhyun, Sungmin is out of the room. The hand on his head slides down to his neck, brushing at his nape. It makes him feel uncomfortable. Thankfully Siwon moves his hand away after a moment.
“Hmm…”
Kyuhyun can’t help but shift under the sudden scrutiny in the other man’s stare.
“Is there…” His question is trails off when Siwon just walks out of his room with a strange expression on his face.
What the hell had just happened? He sits back on to the bed, slightly dazed at the whirlwind of events. He couldn’t describe the expression on Siwon’s face. The blank, almost vacant, expression. He pulls a face as he stares at the door.
He could always try and question Eunhyuk when he brought food.
--
Except it’s not Eunhyuk that brings the food.
It’s Siwon again.
The man is smiling, showing off his dimples. He looks far too good-looking, too whole-some. Too normal. Kyuhyun is immediately on edge. He sits up straighter and pulls the blankets closer towards him.
The strange exit from earlier is still playing on his mind. Siwon doesn’t show any signs of noticing how tense Kyuhyun is feeling and actually moves to sit on the chair that was next to the bed. Kyuhyun can’t help but feel wary after his last experience with food.
“It’s not drugged is it?”
Kyuhyun almost wants to punch himself for asking so bluntly. Siwon just grins brighter and shakes his head. He almost wants to tell the other man he’s not hungry but finds his hands moving to take the bowl.
Siwon won’t let him take it.
“I’ll feed you.” Kyuhyun protests instantaneously. Siwon just grins fondly at him until he finishes his little rant on how he’s not an invalid. It makes him want to punch the grin right off.
“Your wrist is injured. Sungmin said to not put any pressure on it and I don’t want you to be in any more pain.”
The reasoning is logical but there’s a part of Kyuhyun that wants to retain what little control he still has before it’s all gone. Even something as trivial as feeding himself is being taken away from him; it’s enough to almost make him cry.
Except he doesn’t. Siwon just smiles his dopey grin and lifts up a spoonful of soup and moves it slowly towards his face. Kyuhyun forces his mouth to open. Just grin and bear it. Once his wrist is healed he can feed himself.
“How does it taste?”
“…okay.”
Siwon nods. The smile on his face just makes him look a bit idiotic now.
He swallows another spoonful. Maybe he could ask Siwon more about this place. Despite the creepy touching the man hadn’t done anything to hurt Kyuhyun. If anything he seemed more like a possessive puppy most of the time and other times he seemed like he was out of it.
The words slip out before he can stop them.
“I was wondering, why does a doctor help...you?”
The spoon drops back into the bowl with a clink. The dopey smile frozen on that face. Siwon slowly stands up, placing the soup onto his chair and stalks towards Kyuhyun.
It was then that Kyuhyun remembered just how much stronger Siwon was. How, no matter how hard he fought there was no way he could over power this man and that thought filled him with unparalleled fear. The look in Siwon’s eyes scared him. It wasn’t the normally sweet and tender look he gave Kyuhyun but a dark and lustful one that had his heart thudding.
He tries to shift backwards but hits the headboard instead.
“Give me a kiss and I’ll tell you why a Doctor helps us.”
It wasn’t a request.
He finds it hard to identify this man as the same one who had been feeding him earlier and hovered around like a concerned parent. No, this new side to Siwon made Kyuhyun remember just exactly how safe he wasn’t.
“I…”
He can’t even formulate a sentence as he stares at the handsome face that keeps coming closer. Siwon is pressing painfully into him, leaning on him to reach his face. There’s something insane in those eyes and something else that Kyuhyun really doesn’t want to know.
Kyuhyun sees a smirk before lips are on his. It’s rough and harsh. It makes him breathless with fear as he weakly tries to push the man away with his uninjured wrist. Just when he thinks he’ll die from this suffocating kiss, from the over-bearing force of it, the pressure is suddenly gone.
--tbc.
I feel very sleepy today ._.
Well I hope this was interesting…hehehehe
Thank you for reading! ^O^
Next Chapter:
It’s what inside the room that makes him ill. There are hundreds of photos stuck around the room, dotted on the walls, sticking to the window and he’s in every single one of them.