[FIC] Keeping The Change .Twelve. ;PG-13
pairing : minkey
rating : pg-13 for now.
authors note : my new big project.
summary : when people have taken everything away from you , the only thing you can do , is try and take everything away from them.
Eventually
When Key finally stirs his body is completely numb from lying down straight for 3 entire days. His head hurts like a bitch and he can’t even think straight. All he remember is being at the mansion watching Minho and Taemin be a couple that everyone hoped for. He shifts around the bed trying to sit up, emitting a small groan from the stiffness of his body only to bump into something or someone next to him.
His hand flies to his mouth when he sees a familiar figure slowly stirring from his sleep. He has never seen Minho so haggard and lifeless. His face looked like he had gone to help and returned barely in one piece. The boy’s eyes lit up immediately as he grabbed Key into the warmest hug he had ever felt since he’s know Minho.
“ Key, are you feeling better , you’ve been sleeping for days , I ........ I kept trying to wake you but you wouldn’t wake up, the doctor said that you......”
“ What are you doing here ? “ Key asked curious from the sudden change in Minho since the last time he met him , conscious.
“ I... I’ve been here for the last couple of days helping your mum take care of you “
Key lets out a hurtful smirk. “ I don’t need you to take care of me , you should go i want to rest “ he turns his back to Minho while dangling his legs over the edge of the bed. He remembered how tightly Minho grabbed onto Taemin’s hand. How he spoke to him with such distance as if Key had been a mere stranger that day. He remembers the night in the alley when Minho pushed him aside not even wanting to hear him out. He hears in his head Minho telling him how much he hated Key. How he wasn’t worth anything anymore. Tears swan around the lids of his eyes but he fought to hold them in. This was not a time to be weak.
“ Key, I’m sorry, i should have listened to you but ..... “
“ But you didn’t and its too late for you sorries Minho, I ..... I just want you to leave , please. “
Minho is lost for words , hands gently trying to tug on to Key’s to turn him around. But the boy rips his hand out of his grasps turning around eventually.
“ Baby, please “ he whispers so soft and Key almost wants to run into his arms but he can’t.
“ I’m not anything to you Minho , you said you never wanted to see me again . Its mutual now. All those fights and arguments. i think we both know we’re not meant for each other. So don’t try to change it Minho, it’ll make us both more unhappy “ He lies back down on his bed back still faced to Minho. His tears free falling down the side dampening his hair.
The boy stands there heart clenched tightly almost out of breath from the pain. He was sure Key had it worst , he definitely did it had him landed in a hospital for crying out loud. His hand reaches out for the boy halting half way when he see’s the body shiver, he hears soft sniffles and knows the boy is crying. What should he do now? Leave ? He couldn’t but he didn’t want to make Key feel worst , he was tired and just woke up from a mini coma.
“ I’ll be back tomorrow then “ is the only reply he feels entitled to say as he pulls the blanket over Key not before pressing a small shaky kiss to the patients head. “ I love you “.
Then he shuts the door behind him . Slumped down to the cold hard floor as he tries to figure something out.
“ Minho? “ he looks ahead and sees’s Key’s mum running towards him “ is something wrong ? “
He hurriedly gets up and brushes his crumpled shirt down. “ He’s awake but ..... he doesn’t want to see me “
“ He’s stubborn, I’ll talk to him alright ? “
“ No , its alright , I’ll come back tomorrow and talk to him again. Rest well Auntie, I’ll buy some food back for breakfast “ She smiles and presses a palm to his cheek. Its warm like a mothers hand should be, he misses his mother but Key’s mother had filled that empty gap so well. “ Be safe son. “
He smiles and returns her a nod before leaving. The car ride was dreadful, he beats 4 red lights and knows that his license is probably going to get suspended for awhile but he doesn’t care. He wasn’t in a condition to drive anyway. The sky was bleak when he arrived at his door stop. He stumbled through the door into a rather surprised Jinki who was cooking some dinner.
This was probably the nth time Minho has stumbled through the door Jinki thinks. It had to stop , there was a proper way to open and step in.
“ Come on , I’ve cooked eat something, there’s no way you’re gonna take care of Key like that “ He hurls the boy up from the couch and pushes him through the living room and into their kitchen. The food smells wonderful but theres not way he could put any thing into his mouth.
“ Open up Minho ! “ JInki attempts to shove a piece of pork into his mouth but it doesn’t get further than his lips.
“ He hates me “
“ God you two need to stop this , sit down and talk instead of bringing all this heartache into the equation “
“ We can’t help it , tough love “
Jinki sighs and starts eating , “ We know both of you have a part to this situation, Key had bad initial intentions , and your just too damn rash when it comes to decisions “
“ He won’t even fucking look at me Jinki “
“ He will eventually Minho , eat now I didn’t cook all this food to be wasted, you’re lucky i didn’t burn the kitchen down. “
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Minho gets to the hospital at 9 in the morning.
The room is quiet when he steps in apart from the rustling of feet. Peaking in he looks and see’s Key’s mum arranging the room putting fresh flowers in the vase.
“ Morning Auntie ! “ he greets and she’s returns a warm smile before walking over. She pushes the stray strands of his hair back into place and take the plastic bags from his hand.
“ You must be so tired my dear boy “ He shakes his head telling her he was find and full of energy. Still Minho never understood why she was so nice and caring when she had done something so horrible to her son.
“ Auntie “ he calls as he pulls out the food from the bag.
“ Hmm? “
“ Why don’t you hate me , I...... I put us both into this mess and its because of me Key got sick “
“ Because I’ve never seen Key love anyone else , you’ve practically become his life, I can’t hate his life and his choices. I know he would never have chosen wrong. I knew he loved you when he came in drenched from the rain crying.“
He wants to cry at how much Key’s mum believed in him , when he had nearly killed her son. She pulls him into a hug and gently pats his back while Minho lets his tears fall helplessly down his face. “ Shhh, it’ll all be better , Key’s getting better too , everything gets better eventually ,”
Letting go of everything he cries into the lady’s shoulder like a child who had lost his way.
Its later in the morning when Key wakes up hungry from sleep. He whines politely to his mother who calls the nurse in for his meal. He was still on a strict diet that was tailored made for his recovery. Theres a knock on the door and Key expects the regular nurse to come in with his tasteless food in no slip tray , but instead he gets Minho doing the same thing.
“ I heard you were hungry “ He sets the tray on the foldable table and gives Key the spoon.
“ What are you doing here Minho , I thought we both made it clear “ his heart couldn’t take another fight with Minho. It already was hurting far worse than any fever or pneumonia.
“ I want to try changing your mind “
Key ignores the comment and picks at his food. His mother leaves using getting drinks as an excuse to leave them alone. He doesn’t want to be alone with him right now, afraid Minho would sweep him off his feet again and he’d be lost in dreams and unreal fantasies.
“ I love you , I loved you so much thats why it hurt so much worse , I tried to make myself get over you, I tried to make myself hate you but I couldn’t. Every moment spent with you felt so real. You had to be a fucking good actor to make me feel that. I ....... I felt my world crash around me and I ran to the safest shelter I could find knowing he wouldn’t hurt me , and I could .... hurt you. But i regretted it the moment I saw you walk in through the doors . “ He has Key’s hand is his trying to convince the boy in front of him that they were both human , humans that made mistakes.
“ How do you know I wont hurt you again Minho , are you sure you want to that risk , Taemin might be the safe choice after all “ he replied half heartedly trying to occupy himself with the disgusting food in front of him.
“ I know , cause I read your diary and the letter you left me , We need to stop putting each other through this pain like its something we both enjoy. “ Minho is almost on his knees by the bed begging for the boy to change his mind. That they would work it out.
“ I enjoy pain don’t I , seeing other people in pain , thats who I am , you said it yourself , i wanted to bring pain to Taemin , his family , maybe even you “
“ Stop that , i hate it , stop telling yourself you deserve this , I’d rather die than see you go through the last two days , you don’t deserve this Key , no one does. “
“ I waited the whole night at your apartment till Jinki came, I kept trying to call you but my mum wouldn’t let me she said I was sick but I didn’t want to listen. When I saw you with Taemin.... i .... “ he mumbles a tear escaping his worn out eyes.
Minho rushes to pull the boy into his arms “ I know Key , I know , I’m so sorry , I was such a fucking fool , I could've just listen and we wouldn’t be here in this sickening hospital. l love you Key , I love you so much , please don’t push me away , hit me or shout at me , just let me stay “
Key thinks that this might not be the end to the rounds of heartbreak.
“ I won’t let you go this time , not to anything or anyone , your mine Key, for now , not even God will take you “ he leans towards the boy , his lips catching the others in soft. Gently brushing his lips over reminding himself how it use to feel like this everyday before.
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rating : pg-13 for now.
authors note : my new big project.
summary : when people have taken everything away from you , the only thing you can do , is try and take everything away from them.
Eventually
When Key finally stirs his body is completely numb from lying down straight for 3 entire days. His head hurts like a bitch and he can’t even think straight. All he remember is being at the mansion watching Minho and Taemin be a couple that everyone hoped for. He shifts around the bed trying to sit up, emitting a small groan from the stiffness of his body only to bump into something or someone next to him.
His hand flies to his mouth when he sees a familiar figure slowly stirring from his sleep. He has never seen Minho so haggard and lifeless. His face looked like he had gone to help and returned barely in one piece. The boy’s eyes lit up immediately as he grabbed Key into the warmest hug he had ever felt since he’s know Minho.
“ Key, are you feeling better , you’ve been sleeping for days , I ........ I kept trying to wake you but you wouldn’t wake up, the doctor said that you......”
“ What are you doing here ? “ Key asked curious from the sudden change in Minho since the last time he met him , conscious.
“ I... I’ve been here for the last couple of days helping your mum take care of you “
Key lets out a hurtful smirk. “ I don’t need you to take care of me , you should go i want to rest “ he turns his back to Minho while dangling his legs over the edge of the bed. He remembered how tightly Minho grabbed onto Taemin’s hand. How he spoke to him with such distance as if Key had been a mere stranger that day. He remembers the night in the alley when Minho pushed him aside not even wanting to hear him out. He hears in his head Minho telling him how much he hated Key. How he wasn’t worth anything anymore. Tears swan around the lids of his eyes but he fought to hold them in. This was not a time to be weak.
“ Key, I’m sorry, i should have listened to you but ..... “
“ But you didn’t and its too late for you sorries Minho, I ..... I just want you to leave , please. “
Minho is lost for words , hands gently trying to tug on to Key’s to turn him around. But the boy rips his hand out of his grasps turning around eventually.
“ Baby, please “ he whispers so soft and Key almost wants to run into his arms but he can’t.
“ I’m not anything to you Minho , you said you never wanted to see me again . Its mutual now. All those fights and arguments. i think we both know we’re not meant for each other. So don’t try to change it Minho, it’ll make us both more unhappy “ He lies back down on his bed back still faced to Minho. His tears free falling down the side dampening his hair.
The boy stands there heart clenched tightly almost out of breath from the pain. He was sure Key had it worst , he definitely did it had him landed in a hospital for crying out loud. His hand reaches out for the boy halting half way when he see’s the body shiver, he hears soft sniffles and knows the boy is crying. What should he do now? Leave ? He couldn’t but he didn’t want to make Key feel worst , he was tired and just woke up from a mini coma.
“ I’ll be back tomorrow then “ is the only reply he feels entitled to say as he pulls the blanket over Key not before pressing a small shaky kiss to the patients head. “ I love you “.
Then he shuts the door behind him . Slumped down to the cold hard floor as he tries to figure something out.
“ Minho? “ he looks ahead and sees’s Key’s mum running towards him “ is something wrong ? “
He hurriedly gets up and brushes his crumpled shirt down. “ He’s awake but ..... he doesn’t want to see me “
“ He’s stubborn, I’ll talk to him alright ? “
“ No , its alright , I’ll come back tomorrow and talk to him again. Rest well Auntie, I’ll buy some food back for breakfast “ She smiles and presses a palm to his cheek. Its warm like a mothers hand should be, he misses his mother but Key’s mother had filled that empty gap so well. “ Be safe son. “
He smiles and returns her a nod before leaving. The car ride was dreadful, he beats 4 red lights and knows that his license is probably going to get suspended for awhile but he doesn’t care. He wasn’t in a condition to drive anyway. The sky was bleak when he arrived at his door stop. He stumbled through the door into a rather surprised Jinki who was cooking some dinner.
This was probably the nth time Minho has stumbled through the door Jinki thinks. It had to stop , there was a proper way to open and step in.
“ Come on , I’ve cooked eat something, there’s no way you’re gonna take care of Key like that “ He hurls the boy up from the couch and pushes him through the living room and into their kitchen. The food smells wonderful but theres not way he could put any thing into his mouth.
“ Open up Minho ! “ JInki attempts to shove a piece of pork into his mouth but it doesn’t get further than his lips.
“ He hates me “
“ God you two need to stop this , sit down and talk instead of bringing all this heartache into the equation “
“ We can’t help it , tough love “
Jinki sighs and starts eating , “ We know both of you have a part to this situation, Key had bad initial intentions , and your just too damn rash when it comes to decisions “
“ He won’t even fucking look at me Jinki “
“ He will eventually Minho , eat now I didn’t cook all this food to be wasted, you’re lucky i didn’t burn the kitchen down. “
___________
Minho gets to the hospital at 9 in the morning.
The room is quiet when he steps in apart from the rustling of feet. Peaking in he looks and see’s Key’s mum arranging the room putting fresh flowers in the vase.
“ Morning Auntie ! “ he greets and she’s returns a warm smile before walking over. She pushes the stray strands of his hair back into place and take the plastic bags from his hand.
“ You must be so tired my dear boy “ He shakes his head telling her he was find and full of energy. Still Minho never understood why she was so nice and caring when she had done something so horrible to her son.
“ Auntie “ he calls as he pulls out the food from the bag.
“ Hmm? “
“ Why don’t you hate me , I...... I put us both into this mess and its because of me Key got sick “
“ Because I’ve never seen Key love anyone else , you’ve practically become his life, I can’t hate his life and his choices. I know he would never have chosen wrong. I knew he loved you when he came in drenched from the rain crying.“
He wants to cry at how much Key’s mum believed in him , when he had nearly killed her son. She pulls him into a hug and gently pats his back while Minho lets his tears fall helplessly down his face. “ Shhh, it’ll all be better , Key’s getting better too , everything gets better eventually ,”
Letting go of everything he cries into the lady’s shoulder like a child who had lost his way.
Its later in the morning when Key wakes up hungry from sleep. He whines politely to his mother who calls the nurse in for his meal. He was still on a strict diet that was tailored made for his recovery. Theres a knock on the door and Key expects the regular nurse to come in with his tasteless food in no slip tray , but instead he gets Minho doing the same thing.
“ I heard you were hungry “ He sets the tray on the foldable table and gives Key the spoon.
“ What are you doing here Minho , I thought we both made it clear “ his heart couldn’t take another fight with Minho. It already was hurting far worse than any fever or pneumonia.
“ I want to try changing your mind “
Key ignores the comment and picks at his food. His mother leaves using getting drinks as an excuse to leave them alone. He doesn’t want to be alone with him right now, afraid Minho would sweep him off his feet again and he’d be lost in dreams and unreal fantasies.
“ I love you , I loved you so much thats why it hurt so much worse , I tried to make myself get over you, I tried to make myself hate you but I couldn’t. Every moment spent with you felt so real. You had to be a fucking good actor to make me feel that. I ....... I felt my world crash around me and I ran to the safest shelter I could find knowing he wouldn’t hurt me , and I could .... hurt you. But i regretted it the moment I saw you walk in through the doors . “ He has Key’s hand is his trying to convince the boy in front of him that they were both human , humans that made mistakes.
“ How do you know I wont hurt you again Minho , are you sure you want to that risk , Taemin might be the safe choice after all “ he replied half heartedly trying to occupy himself with the disgusting food in front of him.
“ I know , cause I read your diary and the letter you left me , We need to stop putting each other through this pain like its something we both enjoy. “ Minho is almost on his knees by the bed begging for the boy to change his mind. That they would work it out.
“ I enjoy pain don’t I , seeing other people in pain , thats who I am , you said it yourself , i wanted to bring pain to Taemin , his family , maybe even you “
“ Stop that , i hate it , stop telling yourself you deserve this , I’d rather die than see you go through the last two days , you don’t deserve this Key , no one does. “
“ I waited the whole night at your apartment till Jinki came, I kept trying to call you but my mum wouldn’t let me she said I was sick but I didn’t want to listen. When I saw you with Taemin.... i .... “ he mumbles a tear escaping his worn out eyes.
Minho rushes to pull the boy into his arms “ I know Key , I know , I’m so sorry , I was such a fucking fool , I could've just listen and we wouldn’t be here in this sickening hospital. l love you Key , I love you so much , please don’t push me away , hit me or shout at me , just let me stay “
Key thinks that this might not be the end to the rounds of heartbreak.
“ I won’t let you go this time , not to anything or anyone , your mine Key, for now , not even God will take you “ he leans towards the boy , his lips catching the others in soft. Gently brushing his lips over reminding himself how it use to feel like this everyday before.
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