Work Affairs. Chapter 5.
Chapter 5: The Chase.
I slowly walked over to the flowers and chocolates, now on the floor, trying my best not to cry. Honestly, at this point, I don't even know if I could cry anymore. I was out of tears and my mind was still processing what just occurred.
"Did Dongwoon.. really just do that? Did Jonghyun.. rea--" I stopped myself as I leaned down. I gathered some of the chocolates together, tossing them back in the box and closing the lid.
"You know," Onew began, making his way over to where I was. He lowered himself, helping compile the scattered flowers.
"He got all of this stuff for you." he finished, still looking at the distributed presents now lying all over the floor, collecting a few more.
"W-why?" I asked, reluctantly, tripping over my words.
"I don't know." he shrugged.
"He said he had something important to tell you." he paused.
"It was all he could talk about before the performance. How he couldn't wait to see you."
"Then why wasn't he there after the program ended?" I scoffed questioningly.
"He must not have wanted to see me that bad." I said, standing and grabbing the tainted chocolate box. Preparing to throw them away.
"Why do you think?" he asked mockingly.
"Our performance lasted longer than we expected and we were late getting you these gifts." My eyes flew open and I nearly fell back in disbelief.
"N-no. There's no way." I attempted to refute.
"What did you think he was doing?" Onew interrogated, with a tad of hostility as he now said standing up with the contorted flowers.
"He was out getting you these gifts, damnit." My eyes flew open as the words left his mouth and I nearly lost my balance.
"I-I don't know. On a date or something." I said, regaining myself.
"A date?" he repeated.
"With who?"
"His girlfriend." I answered, narrowing my eyes, being sure not to look Onew directly in the eyes.
"Seriously, Key?" he said, laughing at me.
"Do you ever once stop thinking about yourself? Jonghyun has obstacles of his own. Have you ever considered that? You should know, since we became idols, not everything is a choice anymore. It's not his fault he was late and he tried making up for it." he formed, his words replaying in my mind a few times as I took account for them.
"Whatever." I sneered, turning my back and began walking away.
"Just think about how he must have felt coming home to that."
"He's right.." I thought as my legs stopped working.
"No matter what Jonghyun's done, he didn't deserve to be greeted with - that. -" I summarized to myself, touching my lips with my fingers softly once more. I looked to my side, Minho and Taemin coming into view. I witnessed as Minho comforted our maknae and couldn't help but think back to Jong.
"He's out there, all by himself, Key." Onew said in a tender tone. He now walked behind me and rested his hand on my shoulder.
"Key, you mean a lot to Jonghyun. You always have. Please, just once, think about how things could be for Jonghyun. Not everything is as simple as it seems, I promise." he said, comfortingly. His words sent a chill up my spine as goosebumps formed on my skin.
"Onew.." I whispered.
"All this time I've been avoiding him, pushing him away, and now cheating on him." I lost my breath, wrapping my arms around myself, trying to fight the coldness I now felt.
"I never once thought about how he felt. I did all of this for the sake of myself. I just told myself it was for the best, even though I know that's not what he wan-" Onew's arms surrounded me and I could feel the warmth emitting from his body as my eyes widened. A droplet of water falling from my eyes -- a revelation of how selfish I had been.
"Key, I don't know how either of you are feeling right now. I can assume, but that's not the same as actually knowing. All I do know is that Jonghyun loves you, more than you know. Trust me, I know how hard my best friend can be to deal with, but please accept my apologies on his behalf. Forgive him. Don't waste anymore words here. Go. Go find him." he said softly in my ear, clenching me a little tighter, and then releasing me. With no seconds to spare, I hugged him gratefully and began racing down the stairs. Seeing Manager-sshi in my path.
"Where do you think you're going?" he mocked, grinning as he blocked the door.
"Get out of my way you liar." I yelled, continuing to march closer to the door.
"You're not going anywhere." he said as I neared him.
"I'm not? And who's stopping me?" I asked somberly as I tried walking past him. He latched onto my arm violently, pulling me back.
"What are you doi-"
"The hell are you doing?" Minho spontaneously interrupting.
"Yeah, seriously." Onew added.
"Manager-sshi, I don't think you should be doing that." Taemin suggested shyly. I couldn't stop myself from smiling. Seeing all of them there, on my side, helping me, even supporting me now. I don't think anything could compare to the raw happiness I felt right now. Never would I have thought, in a million years, that my three groupmates would rebel against Manager-sshi for me and Jonghyun's sake. Even though my shocked facial expression and parted lips didn't show it, I was elated. I was in such disbelief.
"Thank you.." I thought, but could not find the words to say.
"I was just telling him he shouldn't go outside. It's raining and you all have a show tomorrow." Manager-sshi defended.
"Let go of umma!" Taemin said, raising his voice. I had never seen Taemin this way. The boy I once thought would never be able to stand up for himself, let alone anyone else, was now coming to my rescue. Yet Manager-sshi's grip didn't loosen. If anything, it tightened. I could feel my wrist bruising from the repeated grip it held experienced. Both from Dongwoon and now Manager-sshi.
"Did you not hear him or something?" Minho joined, backing up the maknae as he approached closer to our position. He shoved Manager-sshi against the wall and I could have kissed him right then and there. My brain was still processing me and Dongwoon, and now this? I couldn't help but to think I'm dreaming.
"You're going to wake up any minute now." I thought, subliminally hoping this was actually a figment of my imagination. His grip finally disappeared as I heard his back impaling the wall near the door.
"Thank you everyone." I somehow managed to say, my voice still unable to find any sound. I wasted no time grabbing at the handle of the door and swinging it open, chasing in the direction I assume Jonghyun had went. I can only imagine what type of punishment we were all going to receive when I got home, but right now I didn't care. All that mattered was finding Jonghyun and fixing things. I didn't even know what I was going to say, but I prayed I would somehow figure it out on the search. I frenziedly ran up and down the streets of Seoul, my hair and clothes soaked. My eyes hastily scouting for something, anything, to hint at where he could be. I racked my mind for any potential leads.
"Where would he go.. it's raining for Maker's sake!" I thought, scolding him in my mind already. Five. Ten. Fifteen. Twenty minutes passed. At this point, I became desperate. I even checked a few Gentlemen clubs. I considered giving up and just going back home, but I couldn't. He was out here somewhere and I was going to find him. I kept moving my wet fringe from my eyes as they scanned the encompassing environment. An hour, now passing.
"There..?" I pondered, unsure.
"No, he wouldn't go there. Why would he?" I argued.
"But, what the hell, what do I have to lose?" I asked myself, convincingly. I concluded that I would go there just to verify that my suspicions were wrong. After another ten minutes of running, my eyes laid upon an all too familiar building. I opened the door, entering as my eyes caught glimpse of a recognizable girl. I knew her from somewhere, or at least had seen her, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"Is-"
"Jonghyun-sshi here?" she finished my sentence as her gaze lowered, almost looking guilty.
"Key-hyung.." she began, her gaze still permanently placed on the ground.
"I don't think you should be here right now." she recommended, briefly looking over her shoulder before returning her eyes to the floor. I glanced around her, in the direction she just did, and saw it. There he was. Sitting there. With her. The woman I now hated more than anyone else in my life. And here I was. Standing here, soaked, tears undeniably streaming down my face again after just wasting the past hour of my life relentlessly looking for this man and here he sat. Across from that wench. Both of them exchanging smiles and laughter. I felt so embarrassed. So pathetic. I laughed under my breath at how ridiculous I must have looked.
"No.." I thought, refusing to believe what I saw.
"He brought her here.. to our restaurant, in our seat." I felt so many emotions simultaneously, I wasn't sure which one was more powerful.
"How could he do something like this?" I slammed my hand down on the podium, the sound echoing throughout the quiet room. The poor seater girl being startled. Her oculars still glued on the floor. Her and Jonghyun's eyes immediately moving in my direction. His eyes widened in bewilderment. I darted out the door. I hadn't yet decided where I was going, but I did know I couldn't return home. After everything everyone had done for me, I couldn't. Not like this. Not without Jonghyun. How would I explain myself? How could I tell them that all of their efforts were for nothing?
"The apartment." I established. The spare apartment our entertainment label kept that was not far from here. I couldn't tell what my face was more wet from. My tears or the rain. I ran as fast as I could as the apartment entered my view. I felt so relieved. Finally, somewhere I could sit. Finally, somewhere I could cry alone.
"After all that time of denying him, I should have known." I tried reassuring myself, hoping to make the acceptance easier.
"I didn't deserve him, anyway." I whispered under my breath.
"I really needed this." I confirmed, trying to open the door, when I felt someone reaching around me and slamming it shut. Everything was silent except for the rain, but I could hear the shallow and rapid breathing of someone behind me.
"Kibum, why do you always do this?" I heard, words filled with so much pure emotion. I knew who it was. No others' words burned quite as deep, leaving wounds. He was breathing so heavy and the sound of the rain seemingly stopped for a moment as I reluctantly turned around to face him.
"Whatever you do, don't look him in the eyes." I reminded myself, wiping my eyes before remembering it was raining. He wouldn't notice I was crying if it were also raining.
"I'm safe." I thought as I began moving my lips, praying to the Maker they would somehow manage to say what was on my mind.
"Please, just go back to your date." I said, being sure not to let our eyes meet. He slammed his fist into the door behind me, causing me to jump.
"Shut up." he proclaimed in a somber tone, also staring at the ground.
"No! You always do this! You always run back to her after everyt-" his fist striking the door for a second time.
"I said shut up!" he repeated.
"You always jump to conclusions, Key!" he panted heavily, trying to regain his breath.
"Seriously, how fast were you running?" I said smiling and laughing under my breath, trying to change the conversation.
"You don't know anything!" he interjected, this time shifting his gaze, staring into my nonreciprocating eyes.
"You love her, don't you!? You're dating her, aren't you!? Then you shut up and get back to your fucking date! I don't need you anymore, Jonghyun! You can move on! What don't I understand, Jonghyun!? Huh, what!? Tell me?!" I said, yelling louder than I ever had before, completely unmindful of anyone that could hear. There was so much more I wanted to say, but I stopped myself when I noticed his eyes. They were filled with so much hurt. I immediately regretted everything that I had said when I saw tears begin streaming down his face.
"Ah, Jonghyun.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of that.. I was just joking, you see?" I said, trying to remedy the situation I had gotten myself into.
"Key." he started, completely ignoring everything that I said.
"Everything with her is so easy. It's normal. The way everything should be. Even though I didn't want-" he paused, as if choking back something. I could tell he was hiding something.
"Then, when I'm with you. Everything is so confusing. I'm always thinking about you and it pisses me off! I shouldn't feel this way about a guy, yet I do! I can never stop thinking about you and wonder if you're thinking about me, too! I thought we were just friends who showed skinship at first and then I ended up falling in love with you! I'm never the type of person who gets jealous, but when I saw you with him, I don't want to like you the way I do, but I do." Everything finally made sense.
"Jonghyun.." I lowered my voice, this time looking at him, forgetting that I wasn't supposed to.
"I just.." he continued. He suddenly sent me launching in the opposite direction, my head bouncing against the door. He rammed his body up against mine and intensely pressed his lips against mine. He furiously separated my lips and I, unintentionally, welcomed his tongue in my mouth. I could feel it twining against my own as he squeezed his torso between my legs. He had never been this.. rough before. I propelled my fist into his shoulder a few times, attempting to fight him off.
"We're in public. SM would have our asses if they discovered this!" I thought, hitting his shoulder a few more times, despite me allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. Clearly, my mind was thinking one thing while my body was acting in another. He clasped my wrist strongly in his hand and forced it against the door. I jumped at his touch -- my wrist still being afflicted by the mark of Manager-sshi and Dongwoon. He pulled away and looked why.
"Is that.. what - he - did to you?" he asked, examining my wrist, in the most scary tone I had ever heard. He sounded dangerous, like he was going to lose it, increasing his hold. I looked away and there we were again. His lips colliding against mine. He left my lips, sucking and nipping at my neck.
"Jonghyun-ah," I moaned.
"You're going to leave marks and plus, my wrist! It hurts!" I reprimanded.
"Good." is all he said, covering every piece of skin he could, gradually making his way up to my ear, nibbling on it. He rammed his hand up my shirt, trailing his hands up my chest, brushing across my nipples.
"Ah~" another moan escaped from my lips, still struggling to get free.
"We really can't.." I thought, knowing his touch was incontrovertible. No matter how hard I tried to resist, he would just overwhelm me, but hell, that wasn't going to stop me from trying. With my free hand, I clutched the doorknob and turned it. He stumbled and I quickly regained my composure and rushed inside, distancing myself as far as I could, with him not far behind. Before I knew it, there I was. Being slammed against the wall again. He ran his hands across my bulge and pushed his body as close as he could against mine as he shoved his tongue down my throat again.
"At least.. we're.. inside.." I said, breathing heavy as he returned to kissing my neck. He pulled my shirt up off my head vigorously and attacked my body with his lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and fluttered my eyes. He lowered his head, running his tongue just briefly against my nipple. This drove me into a pleasure induced frenzy. He continued sucking at the remainder of my neck, not caring whether or not he left a mark. He pulled back, sliding his shirt off, as well before our bodies clashed again.
"He's so.. warm." I thought to myself, trying not to react too loudly to him biting at my neck. His hands descended to the buckle of my pants, unbuttoning them and I looked at him, eyes widened.
"Jonghyun," I tried saying, receiving no apparent reaction.
"I'm sorry. I just can't stop myself any longer." he said, shoving his hands into my pants. He gripped onto my member from outside of my boxers and I moaned the loudest moan yet. He smiled at my reaction as he began stroking it.
"Jongh-" I tried calling his name, but his lips smashed into mine before I could. I parted my lips and accepted his tongue. His touch sent shivers down my body and I moaned through our kisses. I clawed at his back as he stroked it further.
"Say you love me." he requested, quickening the pace.
"Jonghyun-ah!" I screamed.
"I love you!" I finally proclaimed, a smile filling his cheeks. I banged my head back against the wall, trying to release some pressure. I tried desperately fighting the urge to thrust into Jonghyun's hand.
"Jonghyun.." I panted.
"Stop." I said, his grip tightened around my growing erection and it pulsated into his hand. The constant teasing was too much to bare any longer. He suddenly flipped me over, my face now connecting with a cold window. He leaned his chest against my back and extended his lips to my ear.
"Kibum," he started, motioning his lower body slowly against mine. I softly bucked my hips and swayed with his body.
"Y-yes?" I tried answering, still incoherent from what this man was doing to me. I reached my hand back and just barely touched his cheek before he violently grabbed it and placed it up against the window. My pants had fallen by this time and I helped him, kicking them off. I could feel his bulge pressing against my back. He hastily unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down and kicking them off before sliding his hands back into my boxers. His hand gripped at my bare arse as he sucked on the small of my back. Our boxers both now hitting the floor.
"Don't ever let anyone touch you like this, okay?" he demanded, thrusting powerfully.
"AH." I screamed as his hard member penetrated me. He released my hands and placed his hands on my waist, slamming further and further into me.
"I-I won't." I managed to say in between his relentless thrusts, my voice pitch jumping.
"I don't ever want you to allow anyone to touch you like this ever again. You're mine now. I need to mark every inch of your body so you always remember that." he said, sliding in and out of me temptingly fast.
"Yours.." I repeated aloud, in the form of a moan. Oh, how nice that sounded. Even though I knew I wouldn't, I never wanted to forget this moment. I didn't want him to stop whispering softly into my ear. I didn't want to hear the end of his voice. Instead, I wanted his words to burn. Like scars. So I would never forget them. Never forget him. Never forget this night.
"Yes, mine." he said, ramming against me, a sound producing from my cheeks pounding against his thighs. I let out another moan as I looked down out the window.
"Jonghyun-ah.." I said, unable to find words.
"The window.." I said weakly. He subsequently pushed me against the window even more, meshing my body and my member against it.
"I want them to see." he claimed, clutching my waist tighter.
"Kibum-ah.." I heard him moan. My eyes fluttered from the raw pleasure I was feeling. The sound of his voice, indescribable. I could feel his chest pressed firmly against my back as he kissed my ear and continued pounding his member in and out of me. He grabbed the back of my hair and pulled my head back, resting against his. Our hips rocked in tandem. I whined when he suddenly pulled out, but was silenced when he flipped me back around, kissing me with all his might. He humped his naked body up against mine as our members slid against each other. He rested his hand on the back of my neck as he lead me onto the floor. He crawled on top of me and put himself between my legs. His erection's head brushing gently against my puckered hole. He slid a finger in, followed by another and I threw my head back.
"D-don't stop.." I managed to salvage.
"Kibum, I'm so sorry." he stopped to say. I pressed my finger to his lips and uttered.
"Sh." I smiled.
"Nothing else matters right now. Just me and you." I said as he smiled in return and slowly slid his member back into my entrance. I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled him in as close as I could. He released a small moan into my mouth as his tongue slid back into my throat, twining with mine. He grabbed one of my hands and placed it above my head as he beckoned my body with his hips. I relaxed my muscles as he pushed into me further.
"J-jon.." I couldn't even finish, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. I reached my hand down slowly to my abandoned erection and began stroking it as he penetrated me deeper and deeper.
"I.. I don't know how much more I can take." I pleaded with him, whom was now nipping back at my neck. I tried freeing my opposing wrist, now hurting, from his grip, but I couldn't. He wouldn't allow me. I released my member and tried pushing against his chest. He grabbed that hand, too, and placed it above my head. He hammered me rhythmically and relentlessly as the sounds of our skin colliding echoed throughout the room. I bit the bottom of my lip. I could feel the wounds forming on my neck, but he wouldn't let up.
"I want you to call my name all night, Key. Just my name. No one elses. I want you to be unable to walk in the morning and think of me. I want you to look in the mirror at these marks and remember." he stated, sweat dripping from the nape of his neck as he leaned down and kissed me affectionately.
"I..love you, Jonghyun. I won't ever forget you. You're the only person I want to touch me like this, ever." I said, my breath shallow. He grabbed my leg and continued thrusting. Harder and harder with each forceful minute. He pressed his lips against mine once more.
"I love you, Kibum." he said, his voice deep, mature, gentle. What I would give for this night to last. I sat there, helpless, as he had his way with me.
He didn't let up that night. He made a mess of me all night into the morning, whispering delicacies every step of the way. We tainted every inch of that apartment. The window, the floor, the kitchen counter, and finally we made it in the bed.
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I sluggishly opened my eyes and looked at the spot where Jonghyun once lie. I remembered how rough he was the last night and thought back to a similar occurrence not too long ago. Customarily, I looked for a note, but there was none to be found. I heard my phone ringing in the living room and I rolled over in the bed, trying to stand. That is, until my legs gave out and I fell back onto the bed. My body was in so much pain. Every inch of it and I felt weak.
"Got damnit, Jonghyun." I thought, a smile creeping across my lips. As much as I wanted to hate him for making such a sight out of me, I couldn't be angry. I tried standing up again, only for my legs to give out again. I forced myself to my feet and walked, very slowly, to the next room. Looking at the mirror in the process.
"Fuck." I thought, admiring the marks that he had left on my neck.
"Manager-sshi is going to freaking kill me." I thought, trying to touch one, but jumping. It was still sore. I eventually picked up my pants, sprawled on the floor, and reached inside the pocket to grab my phone. I looked at the caller ID.
"Manager-sshi." It read. My heart almost stopped beating as I fell to the floor.
"Fucking legs." I cursed them for giving out on me again as I crawled over to the couch, propping myself up onto it. I had never felt this week in my life. I reluctantly flipped it open and placed it against my hear.
"Ah, Manager-ssh-" I began.
"Key, get home immediately. We need to talk." his voice deepening and sending chills down my spine.
"You have ten minutes." he said, ending the call. I looked around at the empty room that once felt so full of life. I hugged myself as a cold spike filled my body. I felt so used.
A/N: Yeah guys, I'm so sorry. Bad smut is bad. T_T I promise I will try to do better next time (considering there is a next time). I think that this could have been a lot better, but.. :C Meh. I'M JUST SO SORRY, GUYS. I REALLY THINK IT'S BAD. But nevertheless, I hope you like! Not much for me to put here today, just.. let me know whether or not you liked it? Sorry again. >< I just really wanted to test my smut writing abilities and.. I guess I did decent? ._. bleh. I've also come down with a stomach bug so.. I hopefully will still be able to update tomorrow, but I'm not sure! Just letting you guys know in advance!