Don't Love Me Chap. 14

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Don’t Love Me

Pairing: Jongkey

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Drama, Angst, Historical

Length: Series

Summary: The feeling was forbidden between a Prince and a slave, yet no one could hold it back any longer.

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Chapter 14



The morning came way too fast and Jonghyun felt his body was on fire. It was so hot and he felt all of his muscles were screaming in pain. His skin felt sticky and the only thing he wanted to do right now was taking a long, nice warm bath.....

.....or not.

Maybe staring at Kibum’s sleeping—pretty—face would be a better idea.

Jonghyun grinned when he realized that he was half spooning Kibum and half lying on top of Kibum (he didn’t want to think how he managed to sleep like that, moreover to think about the condition about his waist’s muscles). He felt sorry for having his weight burdened on the skinny boy. He couldn’t help but liking the way their bodies pressed together.

His lips pressed against Kibum’s shoulder, covering the purple spot that he made the night before. He then looked down; a smile quickly crept onto his lips, so wide that he was afraid his lips would go off.

They had their fingers still enclosed together.

His feeling was clear, as clear as crystal, and Jonghyun knew it. He felt this certain pinkish things in him when he had Kibum this close to him. He felt so nervous, so dizzy, so cheesy, and he wanted nothing than to just continue hugging Kibum tight against his chest. He wanted to stay here, stay like this, not moving a single muscle, and just stared at Kibum. He felt the need to get close to Kibum; he even wanted to hear the sounds of Kibum’s breath.

Jonghyun grinned and lifted their intertwined hands together, before pressing a gentle, cheesy kiss against the back of Kibum’s hand. The slight movement seemed to wake the younger boy and Jonghyun simply stared how Kibum slowly opened his eyes, blinking the drowsiness like a little kitten trying to face the world. And Jonghyun swore it was the cutest sight.

“Hey,” greeted Jonghyun before finally Kibum seemed to realize the current situation. The color on his face quickly spread away.

“P-Prince...?!”

“Why are you staring at me like that?” asked Jonghyun while tugging Kibum closer to him, and the younger boy suddenly realized that both of them were still gracefully naked, thank you very much.

Kibum parted his lips, trying to say something about their naked body or maybe about something else, but none of the word seemed to come out. The grin on Jonghyun’s face became too teasing and Kibum felt like jumping out from the sinful bed, grabbing his scattered robes, and buried himself in the hidden spot.

But he couldn’t do that. Not when Jonghyun was holding him like this, so close, so intimate, so—

Jonghyun tried to move and Kibum gasped. Why?

“I-I’m sorry,” said Jonghyun, but the grin on his face didn’t show that he meant it. Kibum blushed, so red that if there was a competition of people with the reddest face, Kibum could be the winner. He closed his eyes, his free hand grabbed the Prince’s bare arm to clutch, while Jonghyun slowly but happily pulling himself out from... Kibum.

Kibum felt so embarrassed. Oh, he felt so humiliated. That meant they slept without Jonghyun pulling out after their... previous moment and ‘it’ stayed in him for the whole night?!

“Well, sorry about that...” said Jonghyun while scratching his not-so-itchy head. Kibum slowly nodded his head in embarrassment, before burying his face against the sheet. He didn’t have any courage left to face Jonghyun now. Jonghyun chuckled at his cuteness, his free arm found its way to Kibum’s slender (bare) waist.

“Hey, look at me.”

Kibum felt the need to punch the Prince straight on his face. How did you think he could see him in a condition like this?

Jonghyun laughed, his chest shook against Kibum’s back and he brought him closer. He simply turned Kibum’s head backward, engaging his lips into a kind of surprised kiss. Kibum sighed against Jonghyun’s lips, eyes closing in the sweetness, mind forgetting the previous humiliation.

“How do you feel?” whispered Jonghyun softly against his lips. Kibum stared into those brown eyes and a smile was tugging at the end of his lips. He simply nodded his head and mumbled a ‘fine’. Jonghyun grinned at the sight and shook Kibum’s body in his arms, feeling giddy without any reason.

The smile on Kibum’s lips grew up in second before Jonghyun stopped, dead stopped and they stared at each other. Jonghyun ran his eyes up and down on the younger boy’s face; simply admiring how pretty and how gorgeous he was. He wanted to run his hands all over his face, feeling the smoothness and yes, he was going to do that.

“I think we should let go,” said Jonghyun suddenly. “Huh?” mumbled Kibum in confusion.

“This,” said Jonghyun while referring to their intertwined fingers and Kibum felt his face flushed, “we need to let go since I really want to touch your face, Kibum.”

And Kibum flushed redder.

Once their hands were separated, Jonghyun wasted no time to run his hands over Kibum’s cheeks, thumbs rubbing over his closed feline eyes before they settled down on his nape. Kibum opened his eyes, chest beating erratically at the close proximity that they had. Jonghyun smiled, head tilting to the side before their lips met in the softest kiss in that day.

He gently nibbled on Kibum’s lower lip, feeling the sweetness before he pried Kibum’s lips open, pushing his tongue all the way in. Kibum sighed at his act, hands getting weak before they finally settled down unmoving on the bed. Jonghyun grinned before he hovered on top of the younger boy, still stark naked but he cared less about the fact.

He pushed his lips harder, deeper against Kibum until the younger boy gasped for air, head tilted backward and lips abused in such a greedy way. Jonghyun ran his hands down, running passed Kibum’s shoulder before they rubbed soft circles along his bare-slim waist.

Kibum shot his eyes open and he turned his head away, face flushed in red and avoided Jonghyun’s confused stare. “D-Don’t you think it’s time to c-clean up, Prince?”

Jonghyun sighed before a stupid smile grew on his lips. He squeezed the bare waist (liking the way Kibum gasped at it) before he faked a glare. “Way to ruin the mood, Kibum.”



Once they got cleaned up, Kibum scurried away to his own room, face flushing in red at the thought of wasting another time together with the wet Prince. He huffed, chest rising up and down from the fast breathing before he finally collapsed on the bed. Kibum felt like his whole body was trembling; either in happiness or in exhaustion.

Surely, the last activity took so much energy of him and Kibum felt like his bottom was on fire. He couldn’t sit up straight, not to mention to walk. He was sure he would die if someone suddenly told him to run.

Talking about that... he spent the night with the Prince. Yes, he did.

At the thought, Kibum’s face grew red again and he bit down on his lower lip, trying to hold them from smiling. He felt certain happiness and how his chest was so full, like it was going to burst out.

Maybe because my feeling was so big that I feel this way.

And with that thought, Kibum fell back into a slumber, cheek against the sheet.



Jonghyun pushed open the door to Kibum’s room, all fresh and clothed. “Kibum?” And once he spotted the said boy was sleeping, a grin curved on his lips. He silently closed the door, feet stepping ever so gently not to wake the sleeping boy.

He nearly squealed at the sight of the sleeping Kibum. His heart-shaped lips were slightly parted, and he had his hands gripping onto the bed sheet tightly, like a baby who wouldn’t release the thing that they had gripped onto.

“Why so cute, Kibum-ah,”

He caressed Kibum’s soft black hair, staring at him who was stirring at the touch. “Hey, Kibum,” whispered he while bending down in front of him, “there’s something... I need to tell you...”

Kibum’s eyebrows twitched, before those pretty eyes slowly opened up. His eyes blankly stared into Jonghyun’s, mind registering what he was doing there. “...prince?”

“Hey, sleeping beauty,” teased Jonghyun before he pressed a soft kiss on Kibum’s lips. “Sorry. Did I wake you up?”

Kibum hummed as an answer while shaking his head no, body arching like a kitten. Jonghyun had to bite on his lips to not smiling too wide at the adorable sight. His hand ran down from Kibum’s hair to his nape, settling there for a good moment.

“Hey, Kibummie,”

“Yes?”

“I think... we need to talk,”

And at the mention of that, Kibum’s body tensed. He parted his lips, trying to form a word or two but nothing came out. Jonghyun smiled gently at him, lips parting to speak the next word until suddenly a soft knock interrupted him.

“Prince Jonghyun? Are you in there?”

Jonghyun sighed before stealing a glance at Kibum who was nodding at him. “...yeah. I’m here.”

“Advisor Jung is here already, as you wish.”

“Tell him I’ll be there in a moment.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Jonghyun glanced at Kibum and murmured an ‘I’ll be right back’ to him, before pressing a quick kiss on his lips. Kibum sent him a forced smile, watching his Prince walked out from the door, before his face fell and his heart thumped with pain.

This is so not happening...



***



“Hey, Jonghyun.”

“Hyungnim, what did you do?!”

“What did I do?” asked the slightly older man with an innocent smile. Jonghyun glared at him, foot tapping against the floor impatiently.

“Okay, okay. I did it. So what?”

“You prepared everything, this... this... ‘this’! Without telling me first!” Jonghyun said, eyes glancing to left and right to see if someone decided to interrupt the ‘forbidden’ conversation. Yunho smiled and laughed.

“Do you think you would agree with my plan if I told you beforehand?”

“Well... o-of course no!”

“So that’s why.”

The room fell in silence with both men were still staring at each other.

“So... how was it, Jonghyun?” asked him with a suggestive smile. Jonghyun remained silent, face flushed in red at the thought of last night.

“Hey, I’m asking you.”

“I won’t answer it...” mumbled Jonghyun softly.

“At least one word!”

“No way...”

“Jonghyun, for God’s sake, don’t be a kid while you were just got it last night!”

“H-Hyungnim!” shouted Jonghyun with flustered face. Yunho laughed at his face and waited for him to answer.

“So...?”

“...”

“...”

“...i-it...”

“It?”

“...i-i-it was...”

“Yeah?”

“.......itwasamazing.”

“Pardon?” teased the older man when he clearly heard the answer. Jonghyun huffed, face as red as the ripe cherry in the garden.

“...it was amazing... Gosh, hyungnim...”

“You enjoyed it?”

“I have to say yes... Did you give us something weird to drink yesterday?!”

“Hey, I just told the palace physician to give you a slight push, and that was the stimulant drink.”

“Hyungnim!”

“Easy, Jonghyun. He just gave you the smallest portion, just to... stimulate your,” and he glanced at his crotch, before continuing, “and the rest of your action was decided by yourself.”

And Jonghyun gulped down his saliva. That meant, he did everything by his own animalistic instinct.



***



Kibum dreamt about something. And it was so weird. As if he was the main character in the scene.

Unfortunately, he was indeed the main character of the scene. Just, the scene was his past.

He remembered what was he before he was brought into the palace, serving Jonghyun like an obedient slave, forgetting everything that was related to his childhood.



***



The street was crowded. So crowded. Little Kibum was wondering, what was going on here? Why did everyone come out from their house, eyes twinkling in excitement, and they were standing crowdedly in line beside the street?

“There they are!” Little Kibum heard someone said. Who?

“The carriages are in gold!”

“They are coming! They are coming!”

Who were coming? Little Kibum wondered in confusion; his little hand was rubbing against his slightly-itchy cheek. His other hand was tightly gripped in his mother’s warm one, while she was almost as excited with the other people.

Little Kibum parted his lips, trying to form a question word when suddenly everyone fell silent. And why was that?

Little Kibum stared as everyone bowed their head, eyes closed tightly as if they were afraid someone could see their eyes. Little Kibum’s head tilted to his side, confusion written all over his face.

“Mommy?” whispered Little Kibum softly. His mother stared at him, a finger over her lips to tell him not to make any sound. And Little Kibum got more confused. “Stay still, Bummie. The King and the Princes are coming here.”

Oh. So everyone gathered outside to see the King and the Princes. Little Kibum understood now!

But then, Little Kibum got excited and wanted to know more. Who were the King and the Princes?

The golden carriages entered the street, and the situation became so silent that it was so deafening to Little Kibum’s ears. The six years old Little Kibum was full of curiosity and he wanted to see them!

Little Kibum stared as the most pretty carriage walked pass in front of him. He stared into it, finding an adult man and Little Kibum instantly knew who he was! That was the King!

Little Kibum inwardly cheered in his mind with his guess. He stared at the slightly older boy with piercing and small eyes, and Kibum knew he was the Prince!

But, hey, who was the other boy?

Their eyes met and Little Kibum gasped in adoration.

His eyes were so pretty! Like a little puppy that always played with Little Kibum before dinner time beside the small river! The puppy boy stared back at him and their eyes locked together.

“Kibum, don’t see!” whispered his mother in a hushed tone. But Little Kibum ignored her. He continued to stare at the puppy boy.



“Jonghyun? What are you looking at?” asked the King, seeing his youngest son got silent all of sudden, eyes focused. He then stared at the direction his son was staring and he waved his palm, telling the guards to stop the horses. And the carriage stopped.

He stared at the civilian boy, whose eyes locked with his son’s and he called his man. “Take that kid and bring him into the palace.”



***



Little Kibum screamed, legs kicking in the air at the strange men who were holding onto him. “No! No! No!!!”

“Kibum!” He heard his mother’s voice and Little Kibum tremblingly looked back over his shoulder. He saw his mother was running after him, with the other strange men were chasing after her. Kibum screamed, so loud that it made his throat hurt but he could care less now. His mother was crying and Little Kibum wouldn’t let anyone hurt his dearest mother!

“Let me go! No! No! NO!!!”

“Kibummie! My son!!!”

“Mommy!!!”

And Little Kibum bit down on the men’s hands, before they screamed in pain and let him go. He ran back, hands wiping the tears from his eyes and tried to go back to his mother’s arms. But the other strange men were holding onto his mother!

“Mommy! Don’t touch Mommy!!!”

He ran, ran, and ran, until he forgot the way how to breathe, until he forgot how his lungs were screaming for air, until he forgot how tired his legs were... and until he failed to see how a horse pulling a carriage was running across him.

The last thing that Little Kibum remembered was his mother’s piercing scream and how his eyes got blurred by red.









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A/N: The past got revealed! :O What will happen next? xD haha it's time for angst and the drama *O*

It has been two weeks(?) so here is the next chapter! ^^~~ Please do tell me what you think about this one!

And, oh, I have a new story, double shots I mean. The first chapter is out already and it's romance-comedy hahaha :D




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Until next time, sweeties!