No escape 2/?
No escape
Pairing: Kyumin
Rating: nc-17
Genre: incest, angst, drama, romance
Warning: yaoi, smut
Summary: they started it even though they know it’s forbidden. But anything that is forbidden is exciting and much more treasured. How can they be able to stop themselves from loving each other when they think there’s no escape?
Part 2
Kyuhyun traced the cracks lingering on the pink walls of his room but retracted it after realizing that the color of his room reminds him the person he left the night ago. Of all the color, why pink? He can’t help but to smile and be perplexed at the same time.
Maybe the room is trying to knock some sense in me. Should I go back? He is now trying to take things symbolically just to appease his troubled mind. Suddenly worry engulfed him, making him to abruptly sit up and look for his phone that he just tossed somewhere else to prevent himself from calling their house.
“aish!!” He ruffled his hair as he continuously thrashes things out. He need to call someone that could check Sungmin for him without knowing what is really happening to the both of them. He shouldn’t let his parents know that he moved away just because of these unstoppable feelings.
He needs to fix this with Sungmin. Or maybe let Fate do her part.
He is about to reach his phone when suddenly it vibrated and an unregistered number flashed on its screen. His heart began to pound. He doesn’t know. It’s an unknown number so why would he need to be nervous. His hand is uncontrollably shaking but managed to keep his voice steady the moment he had came in contact with his phone.
“hello?” Kyuhyun asked over the phone as he breathed his nervousness out.
“hello? Hyu-hyung I need you here.” He knows the voice. His eyes widened out of confusion and anticipation but the other didn’t continue.
“he-hello? What do you mean?” He gripped his phone hard as he held his head to massage it. He never thought of doing this but to for the sake of each one of them, he will.
He immediately drives to the given address. He had gone there once when he also wants to suppress his feelings but the place didn’t give him any peace of mind instead he ended up screwing things more. He sighed as he saw the girls unmindlessly flirt to some random men outside the bar. He rummaged through his bag to look for his I.D and some money. He hastily went inside as he realized that the place become worse. The last time he was here is there are no smoking people inside but he could already see people inhaling each other’s nicotine-filled breaths.
As he made his way inside he can’t help but to cover his eyes. There he saw people grinding to each other even moaning out loud. He could see some people making out while the others are dancing wildly on the dance floor. The bright lights that dimmed out every now and then didn’t even help him to see better, the smoke coming from the stage all made him dizzy.
He really needs to get Sungmin out of here.
He was about to grab a seat when suddenly someone tapped him on his shoulders making him to face the person abruptly.
“hey! Hey! Calm down hyung it’s just me Hyukjae,” the boy said while offering him the best smile he could.
“Ah it’s just you scared me. Wher- “ He didn’t manage to continue as Hyukjae cut him immediately.
“he’s upstairs don’t worry VIPs have their own room. He’s my bestfriend anyways. I also don’t want something shit would happen to him.” Hyukjae said as he motioned the bartender for a glass of his favourite.
“What do you like? He asked Kyuhyun.
“ I don’t want anything for tonight. I just went here to get Sungmin, where is he?” Hyukjae saw the glint of worry and irritation in Kyuhyun’s eyes.
“I told you he’s upstairs. Room 137.”
Kyuhyun didn’t waste any time in finding the room Hyukjae told him. He is so worried that a certain drunkard would enter his brother’s room and raped him there. He was running out of breath when someone caught his arm.
“what again?” he asked knowing it’s the same person.
“ hyung Sungmin is already sleeping after passing out because of low tolerance in alcohol. He isn’t fucking someone,” Hyukjae said blatantly.
“what if-“
“what if you tell me what’s going on with the two of you so I could also be at peace. Hyung for God’s sake Sungmin is my best friend, what troubles him troubles me also.”
He was touched by hyukjae’s words. At least Sungmin has someone to hold onto besides him.
“ He isn’t like this you know. And I called at your house the maids said you weren’t there but fortunately they gave me your number so I called on you. They were all worried with the two of you since both of you were out of reach and and... Hyung you can’t tell me there isn’t wrong with the two of you! It’s already 11 pm and you must be goddamned worried to him right now but it seems that you aren’t aware of where he is.”
Kyuhyun remained unmoving despite Hyukjae’s rants and some pushing just for him to divulge something.
“or maybe you don’t care for him. I knew it! That’s why he was crying when he was sleeping earlier. He keeps on telling things I don’t understand.”
Then in just one blink Hyukjae was sent flying to the floor. All eyes are now on them.
“I don’t care if you are the owner’s son or you’re the fucking bestfriend of Sungmin but never ever say that I don’t care for Sungmin anymore. You don’t know what’s happening.” Kyuhyun released Hyukjae’s from his hold when he the other’s eyes softened.
“then care to tell me what’s happening.” Kyuhyun just shook his head implying the other to just let them fix whatever is there to fix.
Unknown to Kyuhyun, Hyukjae already knows everything. He just wanted Kyuhyun to confirm it because any information from a drunken person is sometimes not believable.
Kyuhyun immediately opened the door, eyes squinting to find the person he has been searching for the past 3o minutes. He is not yet well adjusted to the dark room when he heard someone talking incoherently.
He switched on the lamp and a wasted Sungmin welcomed him. He abruptly pulled the other to his feet and encircled his arms to the other for support. The reeking rancid smell of alcohol from sungmin’s body at the same time his strawberry scented hair is making Kyuhyun’s stomach to flip. It was too manly for him. He shut his eyes down to calm his senses and to maintain their balance since Sungmin is leaning all his weight to him.
They are now inside their car after he bade farewell to Hyukjae and let the other helped him assessed Sungmin. The other just gave him a reassuring smile before he shut the car’s door closed. They can’t go home in this kind of state and he wouldn’t let Sungmin to sleep in his apartment either. The last option left for him right is their hotel.
He immediately called the receptionist of their hotel. “Hello this is Kyuhyun-ssi,” he tried to sound respectable as much as possible like how his father trained him to be.
“I want a room for us. Ahm, with Sungmin-ssi. Same room please.”
He requested to have their room be unoccupied by any guest just for this night. That was the room that they always stayed in since they were kids. He assumed the ambiance and the memories trapped inside the room would ease down the heavy feelings they caged inside their selves.
Kyuhyun hold his breath as he removed Sungmin’s jacket and his pants. He didn’t want to do these things but seeing his brother in a very uncomfortable state forced him to do it nonetheless. Sungmin was left with a black wifebeater and black boxers that hugged his small-framed body.
Kyuhyun can’t help but to gulp. Surely, he had made a wrong decision. He rummaged through the hotel’s cabinet to look for a spare pajama and fortunately there is one. He is about to put the pajama to Sungmin silently when a hand suddenly stopped him.
“hyung...” Sungmin breathed out the words making him looked like a very small and fragile person. Kyuhyun looked at his brother timidly as he didn’t want to expose his undying feelings and emotions. Sungmin abruptly sat up and pulled Kyuhyun to his embrace. The next thing that happened was out of Kyuhyun’s imagination for the reality is harshly slapping at him.
The reality is, Sungmin’s lips experimentally lapping his plump ones while harshly tugging at his collar.
Breathing out the words he’d been meaning to say, “You owe me a lot of bedtime stories hyung.” Then he kissed his hyung but with more fierce and emotions this time.
If Kyuhyun can read between the lines, he has got a lot of explanations to say.
Part 3: Here
A/N: KILL ME . KILL ME NOW!!!! BUT DON’T FORGET TO DO AEGYO FOR ME BEFORE KILLING ME PLEASE.