A Consuming Shadow Chapter 12 - Part 1
Groaning Kyuhyun rubbed at his neck reaching for his towel through the thick steam. Rummaging through his pants pockets he sought the source of the vibration, flipping his phone open as he scrolled through his messages.
Still mad? - Changmin.
It’s whatever. *shrugs* Kyuhyun typed quickly, finding he had no energy to argue.
Yep. Your still pissed. Came the simple reply.
Naw, just tired… I can be pissed tomorrow. Kyuhyun joked.
Haha Don’t worry, it’ll be fun. Changmin’s answer replied.
Sure … I get to deal with the Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle Dum couple, help Yesung hook up with Vamp kid and transform my new best friend.
So… you admit to being a wolf boy? *snickers*
Do you want to die?
Ohhh *shakes in terror* I can just hear the growl. *smirks*
And you’re a funny looking bean pole. Your point?
Snide much? And I thought I was your best friend.
Depends … Can you come tomorrow?
Is Sungmin coming for sure?
Yeah, unfortunately. Why?
Just wondering. What are you doing now? O.o
Just got out of the shower. I need to let Sungmin know I am out, you?
Why?
He needs to take one.
Oh. Just chilling with the guys; getting some advice from Junsu. Haha … Never thought this day would come.
Oh? Advice? Advice for what?
Not telling. *mocks*
No fair~ *pouts*
I thought I said to leave that to the ones more suited.
Toweling his hair Kyuhyun smiled at the message, stepping from the bathroom.
“Who you talking to?” A familiar voice asked playfully.
Looking up, his eyes instantly narrowed when he saw Sungmin twisted in his chair to look at him.
“None of your business.” He retorted.
“Is it a girl?” Sungmin teased, brow raised mischievously.
“As if.” He scoffed, typing a reply.
“Then who is it?” Sungmin pouted. His glare deepening Kyuhyun realized just how suited the look was for the boy.
“Can you not do that?” he growled, arms crossing stubbornly.
“Do what?”
“That pouty thing!” he waved in exasperation, throwing the towel to the floor. “It’s annoying as hell and makes you look like a girl.”
“I wasn’t pouting!” he objected, lip jutting further. “And pick up that towel!”
“I don’t even know what else to call it.” Kyuhyun scoffed, rolling his eyes. “And what are you, my mother?”
“No, but that is just gross! It’s going to smell. And fine,” he glared back. “ Whatever. I’ll just find out later.”
“How?
“None-ya!” he mocked, sticking his tongue out.
“Oh that is sooo grown up.” Kyuhyun mocked, rolling his eyes.
“And you are?”
“More than you are.” Kyuhyun scoffed.
“As if.” Sungmin rolled his eyes. “I call you Kyubaby for a reason.”
“You’re arguing just like a little brat.” Kyuhyun ground.
“Your point? I like being a kid. So who ya talking to?”
“As if I’d tell you.”
“I’ll find out later.” He warned.
“Creeper.”
“Snarky ab baby.”
“Transvestite.” Kyuhyun glared, crossing his arms as he cocked a hip.
“Pervert.” The other retorted, face beat red as he quickly swiveled around.
“Excuse me?” Kyuhyun demanded. “Look, that thing earlier wasn’t what you thi-”
“I’m not talking about that!” Sungmin exclaimed voice pitched with embarrassment. “I already forgot about it!”
“Then why the hell am I a pervert?” Kyuhyun demanded angrily at the others comment. How the fuck did he forget that so soon? The forgetful bastard! He thought wrathfully. Impatiently his finger tapped his arm, waiting for the other’s reply. “Well?” he demanded angrily.
“T-the towel!” the other squeaked, ears tainted red.
“God, are you serious?” Kyuhyun demanded, “You’re calling me a pervert for dropping the towel I dried my hair with?!” he exclaimed in disbelief.
“Not that towel!” Sungmin piped face flushed.
“Then what tow-”
“Look down!”
Looking down Kyuhyun felt himself blush a shade of crimson as he quickly grabbed at the towel about his ankles. “Ooops.” He mumbled in embarrassment, scuttling back to the bathroom.
“Next time come out dressed!” Sungmin screeched from behind the door, face buried in his hands.
“It’s not as if you haven’t seen a naked man before!” Kyuhyun retorted, unsure as to why he himself felt embarrassed. He showered with other men daily for christs sake.
“You’re- You’re different!” the other stuttered, his normal calm failing him. Eyes widening Sungmin realized what he had just said, face palming himself for his stupidity he swore under his breath, hoping the other wouldn’t read into it.
Heart racing Kyuhyun gripped at the towel, ignoring the buzzing of is phone. Eyes wide he slowly reached the door knob before retracting his hand, breathing hitched. Uncertainly he licked his lips. Different? He was different? “Di-Different?” he called, cursing himself for the slight crack in his voice.
“Yeah!” Sungmin called through the door, voice uncertain while his mind blundered for a reason for that particular term; A definition to feed the other while his heart did frantic summersaults in his chest.
Smiling broadly Kyuhyun felt the emotion surge through him before the other continued.
“You’re my charge. It’s inappropriate for me to see you naked.” Sungmin blurted, brows knitting as he quietly berated himself.
Smile dissipating Kyuhyun felt his racing heart plummet to a stop, hand falling slowly to his side. Oh, he thought bitterly. That different. Swallowing he reminded himself that he didn’t care. Couldn’t care. Sungmin was a hired pest. Nothing more nothing less.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Kyuhyun forced himself to mock back, “Can’t you come up with a better excuse!”
“Whatever!” Sungmin shouted back, silently face palming his stupidity. “Hurry up! I need you!”
Need? Kyuhyun could feel what was becoming the common flutter of his heart. Why did he need him? Shaking his head slightly he forced his tone to be even. “Yeah,” he shouted, forcing the conflicting feelings down. “Whatever, I’ll be there when I can.”
“Hurry up!” Sungmin called weakly, rolling his eyes at his own stupidity. “You’re special.” He mocked himself. “I need you.” Cursing under his breath he continued on his rant. “What the fuck are you thinking Lee? Why don’t you just fall for the man while you’re at it?!” He berated himself. “God, what am I doing?” Head bent he softly chided himself. “Really,” he whispered to himself. “That’s the best you can come up with, the charge?! It’s inappropriate? Sungmin you’re such a fool. Pull your shit together man, you can’t do this.” He reminded himself, forcing himself to breathe, pushing unnecessary feelings from his heart.
Reading his text, Kyuhyun’s lips quirked, easing the sting his heart currently was feeling.
Do I really have to go?--Can’t I be late? --You’re ignoring me aren’t you?- --Is this revenge for the website? -Yesung.
Chuckling Kyuhyun typed a simple ‘perhaps’. Relishing in the boys comical face as he would try to decipher the cryptic message.
Opening Changmin’s the smile quickly faded.
Hey, you there?-- Are you ignoring?_ … Did you fall asleep?-- Ok, I have a question for you, can I ask it?-- Ok … well I am going to ask, how do you feel about him?-- Sungmin I mean? Do you really hate him?- Changmin.
Biting his lip Kyuhyun thought carefully, pulling his pants over his narrow hips. Absently he pulled a shirt over his head, grimacing at the snug fit. Was he gaining weight? Shaking his head he began to type a message, slowly sauntering out of the bathroom.
Naw, I wouldn’t say hate so much as just want rid of .. he’s always there an-
“That’s a nice shirt.” Sungmin instantly smirked when the other emerged. “Wanna kiss me that much?” he taunted slightly.
Pausing mid-text Kyuhyun looked down at his shirt, eyes flashing in a mix of anger and embarrassment. The snugness of the shirt suddenly evident to him. He wasn’t wearing his shirt, but rather one of Sungmin’s plain white-t’s.
“It was an accident.” He glared angrily. “And I thought you forgot about what happened earlier already?” He demanded.
Blushing slightly Sungmin rolled his shoulders. “Don’t know what you’re talking about. But you’re not denying wanting to kiss me.” He smirked devilishly.
“Now who’s the pervert?” Kyuhyun scoffed, angrily. “Now what do you need?” he demanded darkly.
“Help me with my math.”
“What?” Kyuhyun gaped, phone still idle in his hand. His eyes were narrowed suspiciously at the others devilishly innocent ones.
“You caused me to miss tutoring so now you have to help me with my homework.” Sungmin stated simply.
“Detention was your own fault.” Kyuhyun dead panned. “I don’t have to do anything. Fail if you want. It doesn’t concern me.”
“Oh, I wouldn’t say that.” Sungmin replied sweetly, chin resting on his hand as his fingers laced across the back of the swivel desk chair.
Head cocking slightly Kyuhyun’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. The one thing he had learned, when Sungmin was sweet, he didn’t like the outcome.
“You see.” The other practically purred. “It is your problem. If I get detention, you get detention. If you get detention, I get detention. If you fail, I fail. If I fail, you fail. There is no escape from this. I will follow you wherever you go, by any means.” His lips curved into a chillingly sweet smile gracing his features. Dark, unreadable eyes stared at him, waiting.
“My grades are too good for me to fail.” Kyuhyun glared.
“Don’t worry.” Sungmin replied a broad smile on his face; chuckling almost darkly his gaze never left Kyuhyun’s. “That can be changed.” He stated coldly.
“You wouldn’t! I need those grades to pass!” Kyuhyun exclaimed, stalking closer to glare down at the other.
“Oh. But I can and I will.” He smirked leaning close so that their faces were mere inched apart. “My contract just states you need to graduate. It never said when or where.” He smirked.
A/n: Currently Attempting to upload this again... in the proper oder. ^_^ Hahaha somebody let me know if you can see these updates. lol They are going to be split up by 4 pages each.