Beautiful Butterfly Chap. 9

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Beautiful Butterfly

Pairing: Kaisoo

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Drama, Semi-Angst, Age switch

Length: Series

Summary: Because sometimes, all Jongin has to do is just following the clumsy Kyungsoo and lets the boy breaks the ignorant demeanor he has. Just like when he sees a butterfly. Just stares and follows, and it will show you its beauty and gracefulness.

















Chapter 9



“…kyungsoo? What are you doing here? I-I mean,” Jongin begins to scramble around with his words, not knowing what to say. He can’t say the wrong word again now!

Kyungsoo sends him a small smile and Jongin’s breathe halts. When was the last time he saw that smile?

“I will make it quick, hyung.” He mutters softly, door closing behind his back before he is stepping closer towards the desk. Jongin stands up from his desk, walking to the middle of his office, still looking confused and all.

Kyungsoo would be cooing at that if he was not being serious now.

“What- what is it?” Jongin asks, gulping down when the shorter boy stops right in front of him. Kyungsoo seems to be taking a deep breath before speaking:

“Hyung, do you hate me?”

Jongin is taken aback by the question, eyes glancing away as he is thinking the right answer to say. “No.”

There’s a small smile on Kyungsoo’s face. “Then do you like me?”

“O-Of course,” Jongin mutters, “you are Minseok’s brother, and—”

“Hyung, please. Don’t play dumb. You know what I’m talking about.” Kyungsoo says sternly. Jongin gulps. He becomes such a wimp now; the adorable clumsy Kyungsoo is way scarier than he is right now.

“Kyungsoo, I think we—”

“Are you still looking at me as a kid?” Kyungsoo fires another question, seeing that he is taking too long to answer.

“Why are you… asking these?” Jongin whispers. Kyungsoo forces a smile.

“Please just answer me, hyung. Am I forever a kid to you? I’m eighteen now and I know everything, I’m not a kid and I can differentiate between crush and brotherly love and real love. When I say I love you, I mean it.” He speaks.

Jongin trails his eyes up and down on Kyungsoo’s figure. He has grown. His hair is longer, darker, silkier. His face loses its baby fat, but still has this adorable baby face on it. His body grows, no longer a kid and now a slender male. His legs grow, not really that long but at least he has come up to Jongin’s shoulder.

“Kyungsoo… I…”

“This,” Kyungsoo cuts him, eyes blurred from his unshed tears, “will be the last time I’m talking this way to you. This will be the last time I shed my tears because of you, so please, give me a real answer. I need a closure.”

So that I can move on. Kyungsoo adds in his mind.



Jongin feels his chest churns in pain as he hears the words ‘last time’. Kyungsoo is talking as if he was going away, far, far away from him and Jongin might not be able to see him again.

“I have loved you since years, hyung. I’m sure you should have known it if you were not so busy ignoring my tons of my confessions to you. I’m eighteen now and I know what I am doing. I’m living my life and I choose to love you.”

Jongin couldn’t say anything. He feels the words are stuck on the tip of his tongue. This is not what he thinks will happen.

Kyungsoo is making the decision himself, and he is no longer waiting.



“What am I to you?”

Yes. What is he to him? Jongin thinks. He doesn’t know the answer. He only knows that his life is surrounded by works, his colleagues, his friends, his parents, money, Minseok… and Kyungsoo.



Kyungsoo has had enough of waiting. He dares himself to confront Jongin in the bluntest way and he needs Jongin to give him an answer. Just one.

After this, he will leave him. Then it’s done. He will move on and finds someone new, who he can learn to love and cherish.

At Jongin’s lack of answer, Kyungsoo feels a tear trails down his cheek. He chuckles bitterly and nods in understanding. The silence is way too clear.

“I understand. Thank you for everything, Jongin hyung. You were my first love and I just need a closure. I thank you for those years of patience of facing my silly, childish actions. I terribly apologize for the disturbance. Goodbye.”

Kyungsoo walks away, closing the door behind him and runs away, not really noticing where he is walking or who it is in front of him.

He could hear the soft ‘Soo’ from Minseok’s voice but his eyes are too blurry and it will be embarrassing for him if his brother saw this. So he runs.

Finally, he is free. He has the closure and all he has to do now is to move on.

But there’s a hollow feeling in his heart and Kyungsoo doesn’t know how to push it away.



“…wait!” Jongin’s whisper echoes all over his office room and all he can see are the trails of tears on Kyungsoo’s face.

Closure. Move on. Goodbye.

Jongin clutches his fists tightly, feeling his nails dig into his palms. Kyungsoo is moving away from him, slowly yet steady, walking further until Jongin would no longer be able to reach him.

Is he really that stupid?



Who is he kidding? Fuck his mind. He loves Kyungsoo.

He loves his black hair, he loves his chubby cheeks, he loves his round eyes, he loves his button nose, he loves his perfectly heart-shaped lips, he loves his long neck, he loves his slender body, he loves his short legs, he loves his melodic voice, he loves his cackling laughter, he loves his shining smile, and he loves his pure feeling towards him.

Who is he kidding?



Jongin runs towards the door, slamming it open and running away. He barely hears Minseok’s surprised voice of ‘Jongin?!’ before he is already out of the building of his company, eyes frantically searching for the certain fair-skinned boy who he realizes he loves so deeply.

Kyungsoo and his short legs won’t be able to run that far, Jongin might still be able to catch up to him. But even though he is faraway, he will still run after him.



There he is. Kyungsoo is blended in between the crowd, yet Jongin still could find him.

With heart thumping on the quickest pace in his entire life, Jongin loosens his tie and runs as fast as his legs permit, trying to find the gap between those people and reach for Kyungsoo—for his Kyungsoo.

Jongin could hear his heartbeats in his ears, could hear the rushing of his blood in his ear, could hear the low voices of people’s footsteps in his ears, yet his only focus is only the boy in front of him, whom he grabs by the wrist and spins around.

Kyungsoo gasps at the tug, spinning on his heels and freezing upon meeting Jongin’s panting face.

“I haven’t given you my answer yet.” Jongin whispers despite the crowd, yet Kyungsoo is still being able to hear him.

“…what?”

Jongin smiles, chest heaving up and down as his palms cradle the chubby cheeks that he loves so much. Kyungsoo seems to be freezing on his spot to just stay still and lets Jongin does what he is doing.

“I, Jongin, am completely in love with you, Kyungsoo.” He murmurs, voice soft and low and sincere.

Kyungsoo sucks in his breathe, eyes brimming with fresh tears as his mind is replaying the sentence again and again.

“Is this a joke?” He whispers, gripping onto Jongin’s wrist. “Are you joking around again?”

Jongin chuckles breathlessly, leaning down to press their forehead together in the most innocent way. “Do you think I am?”

Kyungsoo’s lips tremble as he cries harder, face scrunching up so ugly that Jongin couldn’t help but laughs and brings the boy to his embrace. Kyungsoo grips onto his dress shirt tightly, afraid that when he lets go, the dream will be over.

“Hyung, are you being serious here?” He mutters, voice muffled against his shirt. Jongin hums, running his hands up and down his soft hair. “I’m serious. You are the impatient one, not giving me the chance to answer properly and running away.”

Kyungsoo cries even harder and Jongin begins to realize his surroundings. People are staring at them; it’s not everyday you can see people hugging right in the middle of the crowded street. He feels warmth creeping up from his neck and he tugs on Kyungsoo’s arm.

The younger boy doesn’t seem to want to let him go and he whines in between his wailing, hugging Jongin tighter around his waist. Jongin looks around as some people even stop to watch them.

“Soo, please—”

“No, I don’t want to wake up.” He murmurs and Jongin holds himself from laughing. He still thinks he is dreaming.

“Hey, seriously, people are staring.”

That seems to break Kyungsoo away from his trance as he finally remembers where he really is. He whimpers softly and detaches himself from Jongin’s embrace, running back to the path he once is leaving, back to the company building. Jongin laughs at his antic before following behind him.

It feels light. Jongin has never laughed this happy for years.



Kyungsoo stops in the hallway, twisting his neck to see Jongin walking closer to him. He sniffles the remaining tears away, nose scrunching up and Jongin smiles at that. He is about to reach up to him when someone else snatches Kyungsoo away.

“SOO! WHAT’S WRONG? WHY ARE YOU CRYING? WHAT IS GOING ON? IS IT JONGIN? SHOULD HYUNG KILL HIM FOR YOU?” Minseok screams on top of his lungs and Kyungsoo winces at the voice, slapping a palm over his mouth to silence him.

“Hyung, seriously!” He whines cutely, stomping his feet to the floor. Jongin grins at that.

“Look, Seok,” Jongin speaks, deciding to join the scene and to clear the misunderstanding. He doesn’t need Minseok to plan a murder on him.

“What did you do, you fucker?” Minseok breathes, grabbing Jongin by his collar. Jongin lets out a breathless sigh and forces a ‘ha-ha-ha, Seok’. Kyungsoo grunts softly, pushing pass between the two older males and sends his brother a glare.

“Minseokie hyung!” He wails. Jongin smiles when Minseok releases his hold on him. He grabs Kyungsoo by the wrist and pulls him away.

“I will explain later, Minseok. Give us time to talk.” He says, before entering his office and locking the door. Sighing at Minseok’s rapping knocks on his door; Jongin pulls Kyungsoo towards the chair and sits him down. He gets on his knees in front of the younger boy and grins.

“Can we talk now?”

Kyungsoo nods, still sniffling cutely and eyes still red from the tears. Jongin reaches a thumb to swipe the tears from his lashes away and Kyungsoo stares questioningly at him.

“Are you serious, hyung? You are not saying that just because you pity me and I’m Minseok hyung’s brother?” He asks, voice soft and hoarse. Jongin chuckles and nods.

“Okay, so, how do I start… I might or might not been denying everything and I force myself to see you as a younger brother. That is, until you kissed me. Remember?” Jongin pinches his nose. Kyungsoo whines and swats his hand away, touching his tender nose.

“Only that?” Kyungsoo pouts, jutting his bottom lip out. Jongin’s gaze lingers there for a few seconds before he glances away and shakes his head.

“I keep denying it everyday, even though I have already known it, but still, the last strike is today and I decide to stop being so in denial about everything and run after you.”

It doesn’t convince Kyungsoo though. The younger boy keeps pouting and playing with his tie. Jongin frowns at his face.

“What’s wrong?”

“Then, who was that woman?” Kyungsoo whispers, pouting even worse. Jongin blinks in confusion.

“Woman?”

What woman? Was there any wom—ah.

“Ah, her. Isn’t she pretty?” Jongin decides to tease him. Kyungsoo sends him a dirty look before pushing him away. The older male laughs and grabs both of his hands, squeezing them. Kyungsoo seems to be in shock at his act, yet he is blushing from the innocent skin contact.

“Silly. She is my sister.”

“Really? Not lying?” Kyungsoo demands. Jongin fakes an offended face before suddenly he remembers something.

“What about you? Who was that tall boy?” He grunts. Kyungsoo tilts his head to one side.

“Tall… boy?”

“Yeah, that tall boy with wide ears! Who was him?” Jongin questions, voice has gone lower. Kyungsoo thinks and makes a soft ‘ah’ before smiling at the thought.

“That’s Chan.”

Jongin’s eyebrow does a tick. “Who the fuck is this ‘Chan’? And why are you calling him like that?”

Kyungsoo smiles and rubs his eyes from the dried tears. “He is my friend!”

“Really? Last time I know, friends don’t go kissing each other!” Jongin growls. He knows he is acting silly and nonsense now, but he can’t help from being curious.

Kyungsoo yelps and stares at him wide eyes. “How did you—”

“Ha! I saw him kissed you that evening! Tell me why he did that or I’m going to break his neck!” Jongin sounds like an overprotective boyfriend. Boyfriend. Hey, it sounds nice.

The younger boy sends him an amused smile. “Okay, hyung, calm down! Don’t go around breaking people’s neck.” He teases him. Jongin glares at him. “His name is Chanyeol and he is my friend. I had… a date at that day with him and—”

“Date?! And you let him kissed you?”

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes and sighs. “I don’t know, alright? He kissed me out of the blue and it’s not like I replied his kiss or what.”

“But still, he kissed you!”

“It was only on here, hyung!” Kyungsoo says in disbelief, pointing to the corner of his lips. Jongin’s gaze follows the action and he finds himself leaning forward, pressing his lips there on the spot.

Kyungsoo freezes and stares wide eyed at him. Jongin grins at his reaction and leans back cockily. “I have to erase his trace. Don’t want his taste lingers around.”

The younger boy whimpers and bends his head down in embarrassment, face getting red in color. Jongin seems satisfied with that and he bends his head down as well to look at his face.

“Why are you acting all shy? You were the one who kissed me first before.”

Kyungsoo whines loudly and covers his face with his arms. Jongin laughs loudly before enveloping him into his arms, squeezing him to death.

“Hyung,” Kyungsoo calls softly. Jongin buries his face into his hair and hums.

“What are we now?” He questions with careful tone. Jongin cups his face with his palms and smiles. “Boyfriends.”

“Are you serious?” Kyungsoo asks with wide eyes, fingers gripping onto Jongin’s hands on each side of his cheeks. At Jongin’s nod, Kyungsoo bites his lip, holding himself back from smiling.

“Are you happy?” Jongin asks softly. Kyungsoo nods his head and glances down. “But, hyung,”

“Yeah?”

“There’s one problem though.” He mutters dejectedly.

“What is it?” Jongin asks, assuming maybe the problem is Minseok’s blessing or what.

Kyungsoo sends him an apologetic smile.

“I’m moving out in two months.”









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A/N: KYUNGSOO GETS A BOYFRIEND. A BOYFRIEND, GUYS. HE IS NOT SINGLE ANYMORE.
LOL

And I don't know why I love stopping at cliffhanger part but I guess my fingers do it on their own, sometimes I don't even know what I write, sorry not sorry. Muahaha XD

Thanks for reading and shout out for the happiness, darlings! ^^

Comments

[mutantbic.livejournal.com]

/heart eyes/

[midoyotvxq.livejournal.com]

/heart eyes too/

[yun-fck-jae.livejournal.com]

I'VE GOT SO MANY FEELS IN THIS CHAPTER, HAAAALP. And whats with the ending, halmeoni dont tease me -_- where would he go?

[samo99ro.livejournal.com]

So, Jongin just needed a shock to admit he is in love with Soo. And now, Soo is moving. Is that University far? I hope there will not be a problem for them to meet.