Guns and Roses
A/N: O___Oloooong update after such a looong vacay...O__________O oh and please bear with me.i’m soooo sleepy and it feels so fucking horrible.
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“That Hyukjae is really made for the job” The man smirked,twisting blonde strands in his index finger. “Such a smart kid.”
“and a fucking asshole.” another man from across the room spat out.
“Hah, don’t tell me you’re jealous?” in return the blonde send the man a mischevous smile.
“Don’t make me.” With that the blonde glared at him seductively and started by walking slowly like a wild cat aiming for his prey. “You seem a little stressed.” Heecul straddles the man, sitting comfortably in his lap while kissing and nipping an ear. “’..’Mind telling me?”
“Another carcass was delivered this morning.” The man let out a low grunt.
“Well at least they know how to keep their mouths shut.” Heechul continued his ministrations; trailing his tongue down to the latter’s neck. “ you’re well covered babe, don’t worry.”
“You think?” the lanky blonde pulled a bit and frowned. “Hey, is this about the other night?”
“You really should’ve brought the kid with you.” The man said, making the other chuckle. “Patience babe, we’re almost there. Don’t you like to play with him first? Together with Choi and those idiots?
“We don’t have time for more games Heechul. I need to have him as soon as possible.”
“Damn, why do you always makes me feel so jealous over that boy?” the man smiled against the blonde’s skin. “Hmm...can’t blame you though, he’s one fine piece of meat. I couldn’t even remember how many times he came that night. Such a lewd body…”Heechul felt the man’s grip on his thin waist tighten.
“By the time he’s on our hands, no one touches him but me.”
“You don’t want me touching him?” the man laughed, kissing down his way to the blonde’s hardening nipples. “Yes, and no one should also be touching you but me.”
“Possesive bastard…” after a while, a man with a well-built physique entered the room. Heechul pulled off from lip-locking, and ended it witha seductive lick as he turned to the man.
“How was it?
“Hankyung just called. Everything’s set.”
The man smirked. “Good.”
“But I’m afraid we have a little problem, boss.”
“What is?”
“Lee Hyukjae is on duty.” the man sneered.
“Then let’s surprise him.”
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“Name: Hankyung, surname: unknown. Birthplace: Mudanjiang, Hei Long Jiang Province ,China. Date of birth: February 9, 1984. Fluent in both Chinese and Korean;Lived in Korea for the past 10 years after the death of his parents; a triad member; father works with Kim Ji Young in the triad. Martial arts expert.”
“That’s it?” Siwon leaned back on his seat.
“Uhmm…He has the capacity to kill with bare hands.” Shindong noted.
Siwon cleared the lump that suddenly blocked his throat as he gestured for Shindong to continue.
“Next, Kim Ryeowook. Birthplace: Incheon Bupyung Sanggokdong; Date of birth: June 21, 1987 ; No marked membership for any underground organization except for this one; A plus student in Chemical Engineering, who was by the way financially supported by Ji Young.”
“If you recall, he’s that “wonder kid” responsible for fabricating that high-end formula of cocaine. That one which has thrice the effect for a standard line.” Yesung added.
“Must be the one who made that A class sedative they injected to Donghae. Pretty impressive for such a young age. The longevity of the drug’s effect was well calculated. “
“Okay, move on.”
“Kangin;Surname: unknown. Birthplace: Seodaemoongoo ,Seoul; date of birth:unknown.An ex-convict due to man slaughtery. Not much information about this guy other than being Kim Ji Young’s chief body guard for the past 12 yrs.”
“And last, Kim Heechul; Birthplace: Hoengseong County, Kangwondo: date of birth: July 10, 1983. He-“
Siwon interrupted.“Yeah, yeah he’s that cat-loving bastard son of the Chief of Staff. That man whore works for him now huh? No wonder…”
“Apparently, that leaves us the conclusion that their current head is Kim Ji young’s son after all. Unfortunately, out of all this information, no one was able to give us any trace of his son.”
“Isn’t it strange how they were able to cover his identity that well?”Yesung said.
“That’s why we shouldn’t go easy with these people. They act as nuisance in order to mask their so-called boss from us.”
“You know what…” Yesung sighed. “… I’m gonna say this once and I know it’s fucking ridiculous, but we should be more careful of the boy. Obviously, this is not going to be a smooth play for us.” For a moment there, they all stared at him dumbly.
Finally, for once, Yesung made sense.
~*~
That afternoon, Donghae woke up late since Shindong nor Kibum were there to wake him up. After finishing his first meal of the day, he decided to take a few rounds around his cabin, since the villa was feeling a little empty and all. Along his walk, he learned from the guards that Shindong, Yesung and Kibum left early for Busan and has this important meeting with Siwon there in his main office.
When he was about to go back to his room, Donghae spotted Hyukjae just outside the porch. For a moment there, he felt his chest jump a bit. For some reason, seeing him just made him suddenly anxious. Donghae have wanted to tell how thankful he is to Hyukjae not only for that completely unexepected birthday gift but also for saving his ass most of the time. Without him, those people would have been feasting on his dead body right now.
Donghae walk closer to Hyukjae who’s calmly sitting at one of the recliners. As he reached closer, he realized, Hyukjae is sleeping. Instead of leaving the red-head in his slumber, Donghae sat beside the sleeping male---unconsciously, admiring this side of Hyukjae he have never seen before. His face, in it’s most tranquil state, and those pinkish, plump lips that are calmly parted. Donghae felt his face heated that his eyes instinctively looked away from a different direction. Donghae also noticed the rubix cube loosely held by one of Hyukjae’s hands. Donghae smiled.
‘he looks so tired..’ Before he knew it, Hyukjae was already staring at him.
“I..uh…” Donghae couldn’t wish anything more but to vanish in thin air. What the hell was he even thinking?! Hyukjae was now giving him a what-the hell-are you-doing look and it couldn’t get even more embarassing when he realized how close their position is.
Donghae stood fast while avoiding that piercing stare.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
“I…”for god’s sake, he thought. why wouldn’t his heart stop beating! “i..uh…just want to say thank you. And…”Donghae heaved a sigh. He wasn’t sure about what he’s gonna say but his loose mouth is about to say it anyways. “I’m sorry…you know…about your father…” Too late.
“you don’t have to feel sorry for what happened.”
“But…”
“Aish.” Hyukjae hissed, his jaws tightening.“You’re really stubborn aren’t you? Didn’t you hear what I just said?”
“I did but…”
“Then there’s no room for bringing that back up. It’s a thing from the past, that’s all.” The brunette felt himself tremble at the sudden change of Hyukjae’s voice. On the other hand, the red-head turned his gaze away from the brunette. He couldn’t just take to see those brown eyes, probing on him with such emotions he wouldn’t want to meet.
“Look, you shouldn’t feel sorry for everything that happened, so don’t get too sensitive on me now.”
“But why are you…why are you still protecting me?” there was a brief silence that passed between them until Hyukjae looked at him in the eyes and replied.
“Because it’s my job and they pay me good money.”Somewhere deep within him, Donghae felt a stab in his heart. “We’re not friends or anything so don’t put anything to it. After all…”Hyukjae paused. “…your father killed my father.” With that, Hyukjae left, smashing the toy against the floor with his full force making it shatter into small pieces.
How stubborn of him. Hyukjae was right; he shouldn’t have brought that up. What was he even thinking?; putting all that effort to make things he thought would be for the better? Now there he is, standing like a complete fool. Who was he kidding anyways?
“After all…your father killed my father” It hurts and he wanted to cry.
But he won’t. He won’t because he will not let it be like that forever.
Suddenly, he heard guns firing not so far from him. What the... it took him a brief moment to absorb whatever was happening and before he could run, a strong explosion hit his back, sending him a few meters away from where he was formerly standing. Still a bit dizzy, Donghae tried to stand up but ended falling back on the ground, moaning from that extreme pain starting to radiate from his left foot. When he was about to lose his consciousness, he felt being lifted from the waist. Realizing who it was, Donghae let himself be dragged, with only one foot working while the other secures him by the waist.
“W-What’s happening?!”
“In case you didn’t notice, we’re being attacked.” Hyukjae mocked. Donghae on the other hand kept looking behind his shoulders, witnessing how the rest of the villa explodes. Aggittated of the brunette’s heaving weight, Hyukjae snapped.
“Fuck!Just run would ya!?”
“In case you didn’t notice, I’m injured.” It’s the younger’s time to mock and it couldn’t even piss the other more. He breathed calmly and chose to hold his temper like he usually do because Donghae’s weight along with his nonsense blabbering is doing him no good at all.
As soon as they’ve reached Hyukjae’s car, the red-head pulled the gear and stepped full on the gas, driving in an insane speed that left the other crumpled on the passenger’s seat.
“Where are we going now?” Hyukjae didn’t reply
“What about Kibum, Shindong---“
“Don’t worry about them. They’ll be fine” Donghae nodded, though he couldn’t help but worry along the ride.
~*~
Despite of how painful his injury is and how Hyukjae’s driving almost horde him towards his own death bed, Donghae was able to sleep for a couple of hours. Donghae woke up just after Hyukjae closed the engine. Before he could even ask, Hyukjae opened the passenger’s seat and to his surprise, the red-head crouched in front of him, his back facing him.
“Come on.” Was he really offering his back?”
“Hyukjae rolled his eyes impatiently. “With that injury, you probably couldn’t carry yourself upstairs by now.”
“Hah, since when did you even care?” Donghae mumbled.
Once Hyukjae felt the other’s weight, he couldn’t help but smirk in victory. And for some strange reason, he didn’t know why.
Good thing, Donghae chose to be distracted by the beauty of the interior of the house rather than loosing himself over Hyukjae’s sweet scent which is surprisingly strawberry.
“Where are we?” the brunette asked. Again, Hyukjae didn’t reply.
“Seriously now, Hyukjae. Where the heck are we?”Hyukjae grunted in irritation. Damn! It really annoys him whenever Donghae manhandles his name like that.
“It’s none of you’re business. Only the five us, including Siwon have the key for this. So shut up.”
Finally, as they’ve reached the room, Hyukjae layed the brunette gently on the bed. The red-head offered him shower and a pair of clean pajamas. After a while, a fresh-from-the-shower looking Hyukjae went back with a medical kit on hand. Donghae averted his gaze somewhere else before gaping over the red-head’s, half naked form, with just his track pants on. But it seems, he couldn’t just avoid the cruel situation.
Donghae gasped when all of the sudden, Hyukjae casually sat on floor and gently held his injured ankle. Silently, the brunette observed the assasin below him, concentrated in prepping his injury. He couldn’t help but feel confused at the moment. Hyukjae would tell him that he doesn’t care at all but whenever he’s at a situation he’s most vulnerable, he’s always there.
Donghae mentally slapped himself. Fool, he’s being paid right?
Without a word, Hyukjae stood up after securing the bandage. The red-head was about to turn his back when Donghae called him.
“Wait.” Suddenly, Donghae pulled Hyukjae in a gentle embrace. The red-head was surprised, and so as Donghae.
“I know this is not enough to thank you, or you might even find this annoying but I hope I can get back on you someday.” The younger paused. “You are doing your job properly. Thank you.” And when he was about to pull off and face whatever the latter would say, Hyukjae snaked his arms tightly over his thin hips, pulling them even closer. What is he-
“Why does it have to be you?” Hyukjae whispered.
“I thought it’s gonna be easy to hate you, and for you to hate me but-“Hyukjae cursed through his breath. “Why does it have to be like this?” Donghae couldn’t breath properly that he couldn’t respond even a word. Hyukjae’s breathing is heavy against his neck and he didn’t know why he is being like this.
“You don’t know how hard it is to feel like this.”
“What are---“ Donghae was cut when a pair of lips went crashing on to his in a solid kiss--- soft lips in contact with soft lips. Hyukjae pulled slowly, just enough for him to see and admire what he had always perceived to be as beautiful.
At first he thought that it’s going to be easy for him to despise him like that, a person whose blood is connected to someone he thought so evil. But in the end, it turns out unexpectedly. For all those years he’d been looking out for Donghae,he never thought in his wildest of imaginations, he would ever fall in love to the least person he should.
The irony of life.
It began with soft chaste kisses when Hyukjae began to angle his lips further, begging for deeper contact. Donghae slightly gasped when he felt the other’s tongue attack his lower lip in small licks, before he smiled inwardly and willingly parted. The kiss soon intensified, tongues in battle for dominance. Tightening his fingers, Hyukjae pushed his lips more firmly upon Donghae’s and engaged the other man’s tongue. He shifted slightly to rebalance himself but Donghae ended up falling back onto the bed with a slight groan, weakened by the elder’s intoxicating kisses.
Finally, in need of air, both parted as they catch their breaths. Hyukjae nestled his cheeks to the other as he followed his rapid heartbeating. Donghae’s heart felt like it had suddenly torn out of its cage and was racing to catch his breath.
“You don’t know how much I tried to hold back.” Donghae smiled as he lovingly caress the back of Hyukjae’s head.
“You don’t have to. You have suffered enough.” It only takes for Hyukjae’s body to tremble against his and hear heavy breathing from his mouth for Dongahe to prove to himself for the second time that even a person as hard as rock and as cold as ice knows how to cry.
“Like what you said, it’s a thing from the past. We might not be able do anything about it but I know we could live it off, that’s for sure.” Donghae smiled when he felt Hyukjae is starting to relax above him.
“Just sleep here.” And that night, Hyukjae had the best sleep ever. No pretensions or whatsoever. For once in his life, he doesn’t need to guard his emotions. And for Donghae, this happiness he feels right now is what he needed for the longest time. It is way different from the happiness he felt when his father bought his first car. No. This kind of happiness is… Amazing. Surreal.
Priceless.
~*~
The next morning, Donghae woke up and as expected to an early bird who’s Hyukjae, he left the bed early. For a moment, Donghae’s thoughts from last night hit him.
‘we kissed’ the brunette mentally screamed. He felt embarassed yet that bubbly feeling down his stomach hasn’t left him since last night. Suddenly, he noticed a note on top of the bedside table.
“Just gonna get some stuff…anyways, your breakfast is ready. Heat it up if you want.” Well, he didn’t expect Hyukjae to be that mushy and all.
After all, the bubbly feeling is still there.
Donghae decided to move out of bed, slowly, supporting himself to the wall since his foot still hurts like hell. Once he reached the door, he opened it and to his shock, men were standing in front of him. Familiar looking men. Particularly the one in the middle,the one with the blonde hair, slyly smirking at him.
How would he forget?
~*~
Hyukjae drove to the nearest convenience store to buy their basic necessities. He knew that their stay will take them longer since he hasn’t got any news from the villa since yesterday. Suddenly, he heard his phone ring.
“Yobeoseyo?”
“Is Donghae with you?!” It was Siwon. And he never heard him as frantic as this.
“No. He’s at the house. I was about to buy so---“
“Go back! Now! He’s in danger!” just by hearing the word, Hyukjae turned the car back and stepped full at the pedal.
“I’m on my way. Don’t worry I have the key for the main security, it’s---”
“No. We just traced who Kim Ji Young’s son is!!”
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“Anhh!...why are you…doing this?!” the man with a well-built physique slammed him back to the wall, tightening his grip on his neck, cutting his air even more he almost passes out. Heechul on the other hand laughed while ghosting an index finger from his neck down to his now exposed chest. Donghae violently trembled. That is the same hand that used him and the feeling is still too fresh he wanted to throw up.
“Hmm, maybe I’m not the right one to be asked.” While everything starts to become hazy, he heard another voice.
“Don’t you miss playing with me Hae-ah? Remember when we were kids? Too bad, your father shot my father just like that.” as soon as he came face to face with the man, his world suddenly stopped.
“Y-you…”
“Kim Kibum…”
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A/N: was that predictable??i knew it!
Oh and if ur kinda lost, Kibum was actually Donghae’s playmate~it’s on chapter 2…err…I think?
~~~and ooh!a little hanwookkangchul bio there...haha soooo randommm...
anyways…errr…angsty chapter…told ya…updating a chaptered fic is so not the best thing to do when u have jetlag.also,add onto that ...listening to such an angsty taylor swift song while you are terribly sleepy will result to this horribly epic failure.(oh! No i don’t hate u taylor bb if that’s what ur thinking…ur on my playlist fgs!)pffft…anyways…thanks for reading!!comments are always loved!!<33