crime passionnel: trois [3/?]
crime passionnel : trois
Author: kitariii
Rating: PG-15
Pairing: Onew / Key
Previous: 1 2
Rolling around his bed, reluctant to get up, Kibum groggily reaches out for his cellphone at the bedside cabinet. Before answering the call, he took a look at the time - it was 7:30 in the morning, far from the usual time he wakes up in the morning. Or was it already considered afternoon when he wakes up? Kibum wasn’t a morning person, he detested being woken up at dawn but what could he do when he has a job to do?
Placing the mouthpiece of his cellphone in front of his mouth, he weakly drawled out, “What is it?” No honorifics were used, knowing who he was talking to.
“Is that the way you talk to your boss, Kibum?” The voice from the other line exclaims. How he could be so energetic in the morning was a mystery to Kibum. He smirked at the response.
“If you were the usual boss, I’d probably go ‘Is there anything you need right now, boss? I’ll make sure to go to the office as quickly as I could’ but then you aren’t, so I could care less-“ Kibum trails on in a mocking tone until he was interrupted by the person on the other line.
“Just get your fucking ass in here.” He hears before the line dies.
Kibum sat upright on the side of his bed, head still hanging low from drowsiness but that wasn’t just it. Despite joking around with his boss earlier, his mind was still boggled about the case, especially now that today’s going to be his first day on his ‘job’. Then suddenly, a flashback of the event that occurred at the coffee shop in front of the building; how the lips of the person who kissed him (forcefully at that) felt so soft on his. His fingers absentmindedly grazed over it lips, as if recalling the feeling. When he got back to his senses, he shook his head and slapped his face gently, hoping to completely wake up himself.
He got up and walked towards the bathroom to prepare himself - it was going to be a long day, he felt.
//
The instant he entered his boss’ office, he was met face-to-face by a person he was not familiar to - face-to-chest more specifically. The person in front of him was tall and well-built, he had short black hair and big eyes that seem to be full of mystery. It was rude to stare but Kibum couldn’t help but wonder who the guy was, moreover, what was he doing here?
“Kibum, you’re here.” He cocks his head to the side and sees his boss, Dongwoon, sitting casually taking a sip from a bottle of champagne. Champagne in the morning? He didn’t know anyone any weirder that his boss, that’s for sure. “Come, sit, let me introduce you to one another.”
Kibum took his seat first and the unknown guy followed. The former kept on sending looks to Dongwoon, telling him to do some introductions - which he gladly did next.
“Kibum, his name is Choi Minho - he’s an associate I assigned to work on the case with you. You’ll both be taking undercover as staff in SamDong Incorporated however there is a change of plans. Instead, you two will both work as service personnels. There’s a catch though; you’ll have to have an interview in order to get accepted so do your best in answering the interview.”
“Why the change of plans?” Kibum inquired, brows furrowing in confusion.
“Service personnels have greater access, believe it or not - Samdong Incorporation is a chain of hotels and acting as a service personnel, also known as chambermaids, you will have access to the rooms. Surely you’ll be able to move within without much restriction, I’ll leave that in your hands.” Dongwoon answered.
“What if we don’t pass the interview then?” The other man in the room finally spoke, uttering a question that Kibum himself was wondering about. Would the operation fail if they do not pass the interview?
“Then I might be forced to pull some strings which could cause damage to the flow of the operation.” He puts his feet up to the desk and nonchalantly drinks all of the content of his champagne glass. “That’s why you have to do well in the interview.”
“I see.” The man replies.
“ The job starts today, after I dismiss you both. Let me just tell you that I am expecting a lot from you two; this case you are handling has lives at stake. A second KJ-9 Incident is not what we are looking for right now. Do you understand?” Dongwoon said, gaze shifting from the two other occupants of the room.
“Yes.”
“Now I suggest you talk about your plans of action, you are free to take your leave.”
“Sure.” Both said as they made their way to the door. Minho was the first to leave the room with Kibum trailing behind, until he was called by Dongwoon.
“Oh yeah, Kibum?”
“What, do you want a goodbye kiss from me or something?” He jokingly said, only to see seriousness in his boss’ eyes that made him stop laughing.
“Take care of him, you’re his senior. He’s… let’s just say he still needs to learn how to keep his emotions in check.”
“Of course.” With that, Kibum closed the doors of Dongwoon’s office and sprinted to catch Minho’s retreating form. It was time to get to know each other. It wasn’t the first time that Kibum had been assigned to have a partner for a case but it was however, his first time encountering someone so quiet like the guy beside him - he was a mystery but as a partner’s duty, he needed to learn everything he could about his partner; a job is a job.
//
“So…” Kibum started, not knowing where to bring his conversation. It was bad enough that he had no idea what to talk to other than the case but his partner just had to be a stiff stick.
“I bet you’re wondering why I suddenly appeared and joined you in this operation.” Minho said, hands on the wheel and eyes on the road. He looks at Kibum briefly before focusing back on the road.
“No duh.” Kibum said, rolling his eyes.
“It’s a long story, you’ll find out about it soon - when I’m ready. Let’s just say that someone important to me was involved in this case just like how your father was.”
Kibum looked at Minho in surprise and said, “How did you know about my father’s demise?”
“Dongwoon mentioned it as he was telling me about the case. I’m sorry if I invaded your privacy.”
“None taken. Though I would appreciate that you open up to me, we are going to be working on the same case for quite a long time.”
//
Kibum was at awe at the grandeur of the inside of the building, it had such a luxurious feel with its high ceiling and intricately designed chandeliers hanging from it. Needless to say, he felt at ease that despite working as a service personnel, he’s working at a high class place like this. What about the interior of the individual rooms? He wondered.
Minho and Kibum went over to the front desk to ask where the interviews would be held. The lady was kind enough to point at the room at the farther end of the hall. Halfway down the hall, Minho excuses himself for a bathroom break, telling Kibum to go ahead of him. Kibum swiftly patted on Minho’s back, installing a device that would allow him to record what was happening - he wasn’t a spy for nothing and he’s not going to let something suspicious get away from him.
Upon entering the room, he saw nothing but a disarrayed desk and an empty chair. Assuming that the interviewer was out, he decided to take a magazine and sat down on the chair beside the desk. Upon opening the magazine, a piece of torn paper fell off under the desk.
He kneeled down in front of the desk and looked under it, positioning himself in an awkward pose (had anyone seen it) in attempt to find the scrap of paper. The moment he reached the paper, the door opens.
“As much as I’m enjoying the view of your buttocks perked up like that, I would appreciate it if you’d be more discreet in your actions.” A voice booms in which startles Kibum, making him stand up in an instant and ready to burst at the person’s words. That is, however, until he sees who it was.
“It’s you- you’re that fucktard that kissed me the other day!” He exclaimed as he pointed a finger at the person, his left hand clutching on the piece of paper tightly.
“I would watch where that finger is point if I were you,” the guy stated as he walked towards Kibum, tipping his head forward as if to tease. He smirks as he notices Kibum stepping back to give himself some personal space.
“Oh yeah, why is that?” Kibum crosses his arm and looks at him tauntingly.
“Hmm, first’s thing’s first, is that how an interviewee actually talks with his assessor?” He said, backing out and making his way towards the revolving chair after snatching Kibum’s documents from his chair. Upon realization, a look of shock daunts over Kibum’s expression, making his smirk grow wider.
“You’re fucking kidding me right? Err..” Kibum expressed, confusion overcoming him.
“Lee Ji- Ah, Kim Jonghyun. You can call me Kim Jonghyun.” He replies so nonchalantly that Kibum does not notice the small smile that he makes whenever he mentions the name.
“I’m-” Kibum started but was interrupted by the other guy who started letting out a soft chuckle.
“Kim Kibum, I know.” He said.
“How-”
“Well, aside from the fact that I have your resume here with me,” He said, skimming through the piece of document. “Oh look, you know that massage technique? Think you can try it with me?” He paused and stared at a page, eyes never leaving to look anyone else. “I know you.” He said.
He stood up from his chair and trotted over Kibum, encircling him and looking at him with interrogative glances. He moves on forward until Kibum was backed at the wall. He saw the young man gulping as he leaned in closer and put his arm on top of his small stature.
“There’s no more need to hide…” He said, lips dangerously close to that of Kibum’s - a single move forward could make their lips meet.
In a split second, with his fists balled, Kibum pushes away the guy with great force. However, it was noticeable that the guy seemed unaffected and nonchalant, which irked Kibum. He ran outside, hearing the guy shout, “By the way, your job officially starts tomorrow!” but he ignored it and went into search of his partner who until now has not shown himself.
He stops at a farther hallway and looks around to see if there were anything suspicious and he was glad there wasn’t. He fished his cellphone from his pocket and quickly dialled Dongwoon’s number, worriedly.
“Quick, I need you to look up information about Kim Jonghyun.” He said as he paced around, walking in circles.
“Why the urgent need?” Kibum heard from the other line at the same time as someone typing on a keyboard.
“I met him a while ago and he was awfully suspicious. Did I mention that he was also the one who free roamed around my mouth the last time?” Kibum said, as a matter of fact.
“…Er didn’t you allow him to do that to you since you were too caught up in the-”
“Report, please.”
“Okay, okay calm down. If he’s suspicious then you’re fine as long as he hasn’t done anything to you yet-”
“That is, if you don’t include acts of sexual harassment.”
“As I was saying, just keep your head out for him - he works around you, that’s an advantage, Kibum. However, always be alert and be around your partner at the most important times. Things are progressing.” Kibum nods to himself as he listens to Dongwoon and the sound of him punching on keys.
“So, did you get anything?”
“Wait a minute, you sure his name was Kim Jonghyun?”
“Yeah, that’s what he said.”
“But Kibum, that’s impossible. He can’t possibly be there right now.”
“What do you mean?”
“Kim Jonghyun has been proclaimed dead seven years ago after his body was not found by the authorities. You can this death by absentia.”
“D-dead?” Startled, Kibum lets go of the piece of paper he was clutching on since their encounter at the office. “I just saw him today, I’m not kidding.”
There was a short moment of silence, a moment of confusion and contemplation in Kibum’s part until Dongwoon started musing. “I see… So that’s how it is.”
“What?” Kibum asked, eager to know the answer.
“He’s pretending, Kibum. There’s no other explanation possible. And if he is tangled up in this mystery then maybe you should keep a close eye on him.”
“Okay, I will. Thank you, boss.” Kibum said firmly as he bade goodbye and ended the call. He staggered over the walls and stared into blank space for a moment, thinking about the sudden turn of events. Who’s this Kim Jonghyun guy? Moreover, is he really actually just an impostor?
His line of vision catches the neglected paper on the floor. When he saw that there was something written on it, he immediately picked it up and scanned the contents.
‘B9 A3 A3 B7 A8 C6 B8 A8’ it said.
What in the actual fuck does this mean? Kibum ponders. Is it some kind of code?
He looks at the hallway and notices a room’s door open; he didn’t mean to eavesdrop but the moment he passed through the room he heard the voice of a person who he hadn’t seen for a while - his partner.
“Taemin, how are you?” His ears picked up a familiar name yet he couldn’t pinpoint whose name it was.
More mysteries begin to show up and it was up to him to solve them.
A/N: Oh my god, it's been so long since I last updated this orz Hope you guys still remember this? Anyways, do enjoy this update! Comments are well-loved <3
Author: kitariii
Rating: PG-15
Pairing: Onew / Key
Previous: 1 2
Rolling around his bed, reluctant to get up, Kibum groggily reaches out for his cellphone at the bedside cabinet. Before answering the call, he took a look at the time - it was 7:30 in the morning, far from the usual time he wakes up in the morning. Or was it already considered afternoon when he wakes up? Kibum wasn’t a morning person, he detested being woken up at dawn but what could he do when he has a job to do?
Placing the mouthpiece of his cellphone in front of his mouth, he weakly drawled out, “What is it?” No honorifics were used, knowing who he was talking to.
“Is that the way you talk to your boss, Kibum?” The voice from the other line exclaims. How he could be so energetic in the morning was a mystery to Kibum. He smirked at the response.
“If you were the usual boss, I’d probably go ‘Is there anything you need right now, boss? I’ll make sure to go to the office as quickly as I could’ but then you aren’t, so I could care less-“ Kibum trails on in a mocking tone until he was interrupted by the person on the other line.
“Just get your fucking ass in here.” He hears before the line dies.
Kibum sat upright on the side of his bed, head still hanging low from drowsiness but that wasn’t just it. Despite joking around with his boss earlier, his mind was still boggled about the case, especially now that today’s going to be his first day on his ‘job’. Then suddenly, a flashback of the event that occurred at the coffee shop in front of the building; how the lips of the person who kissed him (forcefully at that) felt so soft on his. His fingers absentmindedly grazed over it lips, as if recalling the feeling. When he got back to his senses, he shook his head and slapped his face gently, hoping to completely wake up himself.
He got up and walked towards the bathroom to prepare himself - it was going to be a long day, he felt.
//
The instant he entered his boss’ office, he was met face-to-face by a person he was not familiar to - face-to-chest more specifically. The person in front of him was tall and well-built, he had short black hair and big eyes that seem to be full of mystery. It was rude to stare but Kibum couldn’t help but wonder who the guy was, moreover, what was he doing here?
“Kibum, you’re here.” He cocks his head to the side and sees his boss, Dongwoon, sitting casually taking a sip from a bottle of champagne. Champagne in the morning? He didn’t know anyone any weirder that his boss, that’s for sure. “Come, sit, let me introduce you to one another.”
Kibum took his seat first and the unknown guy followed. The former kept on sending looks to Dongwoon, telling him to do some introductions - which he gladly did next.
“Kibum, his name is Choi Minho - he’s an associate I assigned to work on the case with you. You’ll both be taking undercover as staff in SamDong Incorporated however there is a change of plans. Instead, you two will both work as service personnels. There’s a catch though; you’ll have to have an interview in order to get accepted so do your best in answering the interview.”
“Why the change of plans?” Kibum inquired, brows furrowing in confusion.
“Service personnels have greater access, believe it or not - Samdong Incorporation is a chain of hotels and acting as a service personnel, also known as chambermaids, you will have access to the rooms. Surely you’ll be able to move within without much restriction, I’ll leave that in your hands.” Dongwoon answered.
“What if we don’t pass the interview then?” The other man in the room finally spoke, uttering a question that Kibum himself was wondering about. Would the operation fail if they do not pass the interview?
“Then I might be forced to pull some strings which could cause damage to the flow of the operation.” He puts his feet up to the desk and nonchalantly drinks all of the content of his champagne glass. “That’s why you have to do well in the interview.”
“I see.” The man replies.
“ The job starts today, after I dismiss you both. Let me just tell you that I am expecting a lot from you two; this case you are handling has lives at stake. A second KJ-9 Incident is not what we are looking for right now. Do you understand?” Dongwoon said, gaze shifting from the two other occupants of the room.
“Yes.”
“Now I suggest you talk about your plans of action, you are free to take your leave.”
“Sure.” Both said as they made their way to the door. Minho was the first to leave the room with Kibum trailing behind, until he was called by Dongwoon.
“Oh yeah, Kibum?”
“What, do you want a goodbye kiss from me or something?” He jokingly said, only to see seriousness in his boss’ eyes that made him stop laughing.
“Take care of him, you’re his senior. He’s… let’s just say he still needs to learn how to keep his emotions in check.”
“Of course.” With that, Kibum closed the doors of Dongwoon’s office and sprinted to catch Minho’s retreating form. It was time to get to know each other. It wasn’t the first time that Kibum had been assigned to have a partner for a case but it was however, his first time encountering someone so quiet like the guy beside him - he was a mystery but as a partner’s duty, he needed to learn everything he could about his partner; a job is a job.
//
“So…” Kibum started, not knowing where to bring his conversation. It was bad enough that he had no idea what to talk to other than the case but his partner just had to be a stiff stick.
“I bet you’re wondering why I suddenly appeared and joined you in this operation.” Minho said, hands on the wheel and eyes on the road. He looks at Kibum briefly before focusing back on the road.
“No duh.” Kibum said, rolling his eyes.
“It’s a long story, you’ll find out about it soon - when I’m ready. Let’s just say that someone important to me was involved in this case just like how your father was.”
Kibum looked at Minho in surprise and said, “How did you know about my father’s demise?”
“Dongwoon mentioned it as he was telling me about the case. I’m sorry if I invaded your privacy.”
“None taken. Though I would appreciate that you open up to me, we are going to be working on the same case for quite a long time.”
//
Kibum was at awe at the grandeur of the inside of the building, it had such a luxurious feel with its high ceiling and intricately designed chandeliers hanging from it. Needless to say, he felt at ease that despite working as a service personnel, he’s working at a high class place like this. What about the interior of the individual rooms? He wondered.
Minho and Kibum went over to the front desk to ask where the interviews would be held. The lady was kind enough to point at the room at the farther end of the hall. Halfway down the hall, Minho excuses himself for a bathroom break, telling Kibum to go ahead of him. Kibum swiftly patted on Minho’s back, installing a device that would allow him to record what was happening - he wasn’t a spy for nothing and he’s not going to let something suspicious get away from him.
Upon entering the room, he saw nothing but a disarrayed desk and an empty chair. Assuming that the interviewer was out, he decided to take a magazine and sat down on the chair beside the desk. Upon opening the magazine, a piece of torn paper fell off under the desk.
He kneeled down in front of the desk and looked under it, positioning himself in an awkward pose (had anyone seen it) in attempt to find the scrap of paper. The moment he reached the paper, the door opens.
“As much as I’m enjoying the view of your buttocks perked up like that, I would appreciate it if you’d be more discreet in your actions.” A voice booms in which startles Kibum, making him stand up in an instant and ready to burst at the person’s words. That is, however, until he sees who it was.
“It’s you- you’re that fucktard that kissed me the other day!” He exclaimed as he pointed a finger at the person, his left hand clutching on the piece of paper tightly.
“I would watch where that finger is point if I were you,” the guy stated as he walked towards Kibum, tipping his head forward as if to tease. He smirks as he notices Kibum stepping back to give himself some personal space.
“Oh yeah, why is that?” Kibum crosses his arm and looks at him tauntingly.
“Hmm, first’s thing’s first, is that how an interviewee actually talks with his assessor?” He said, backing out and making his way towards the revolving chair after snatching Kibum’s documents from his chair. Upon realization, a look of shock daunts over Kibum’s expression, making his smirk grow wider.
“You’re fucking kidding me right? Err..” Kibum expressed, confusion overcoming him.
“Lee Ji- Ah, Kim Jonghyun. You can call me Kim Jonghyun.” He replies so nonchalantly that Kibum does not notice the small smile that he makes whenever he mentions the name.
“I’m-” Kibum started but was interrupted by the other guy who started letting out a soft chuckle.
“Kim Kibum, I know.” He said.
“How-”
“Well, aside from the fact that I have your resume here with me,” He said, skimming through the piece of document. “Oh look, you know that massage technique? Think you can try it with me?” He paused and stared at a page, eyes never leaving to look anyone else. “I know you.” He said.
He stood up from his chair and trotted over Kibum, encircling him and looking at him with interrogative glances. He moves on forward until Kibum was backed at the wall. He saw the young man gulping as he leaned in closer and put his arm on top of his small stature.
“There’s no more need to hide…” He said, lips dangerously close to that of Kibum’s - a single move forward could make their lips meet.
In a split second, with his fists balled, Kibum pushes away the guy with great force. However, it was noticeable that the guy seemed unaffected and nonchalant, which irked Kibum. He ran outside, hearing the guy shout, “By the way, your job officially starts tomorrow!” but he ignored it and went into search of his partner who until now has not shown himself.
He stops at a farther hallway and looks around to see if there were anything suspicious and he was glad there wasn’t. He fished his cellphone from his pocket and quickly dialled Dongwoon’s number, worriedly.
“Quick, I need you to look up information about Kim Jonghyun.” He said as he paced around, walking in circles.
“Why the urgent need?” Kibum heard from the other line at the same time as someone typing on a keyboard.
“I met him a while ago and he was awfully suspicious. Did I mention that he was also the one who free roamed around my mouth the last time?” Kibum said, as a matter of fact.
“…Er didn’t you allow him to do that to you since you were too caught up in the-”
“Report, please.”
“Okay, okay calm down. If he’s suspicious then you’re fine as long as he hasn’t done anything to you yet-”
“That is, if you don’t include acts of sexual harassment.”
“As I was saying, just keep your head out for him - he works around you, that’s an advantage, Kibum. However, always be alert and be around your partner at the most important times. Things are progressing.” Kibum nods to himself as he listens to Dongwoon and the sound of him punching on keys.
“So, did you get anything?”
“Wait a minute, you sure his name was Kim Jonghyun?”
“Yeah, that’s what he said.”
“But Kibum, that’s impossible. He can’t possibly be there right now.”
“What do you mean?”
“Kim Jonghyun has been proclaimed dead seven years ago after his body was not found by the authorities. You can this death by absentia.”
“D-dead?” Startled, Kibum lets go of the piece of paper he was clutching on since their encounter at the office. “I just saw him today, I’m not kidding.”
There was a short moment of silence, a moment of confusion and contemplation in Kibum’s part until Dongwoon started musing. “I see… So that’s how it is.”
“What?” Kibum asked, eager to know the answer.
“He’s pretending, Kibum. There’s no other explanation possible. And if he is tangled up in this mystery then maybe you should keep a close eye on him.”
“Okay, I will. Thank you, boss.” Kibum said firmly as he bade goodbye and ended the call. He staggered over the walls and stared into blank space for a moment, thinking about the sudden turn of events. Who’s this Kim Jonghyun guy? Moreover, is he really actually just an impostor?
His line of vision catches the neglected paper on the floor. When he saw that there was something written on it, he immediately picked it up and scanned the contents.
‘B9 A3 A3 B7 A8 C6 B8 A8’ it said.
What in the actual fuck does this mean? Kibum ponders. Is it some kind of code?
He looks at the hallway and notices a room’s door open; he didn’t mean to eavesdrop but the moment he passed through the room he heard the voice of a person who he hadn’t seen for a while - his partner.
“Taemin, how are you?” His ears picked up a familiar name yet he couldn’t pinpoint whose name it was.
More mysteries begin to show up and it was up to him to solve them.
A/N: Oh my god, it's been so long since I last updated this orz Hope you guys still remember this? Anyways, do enjoy this update! Comments are well-loved <3