Beautiful Butterfly Chap. 10
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kumo_is_kumoTitle: 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.
Jongin sighs again, sending the young boy sitting on the comfy chair a nice glare. Kyungsoo grins in apology at him while spinning around on his seat.
“You are moving and you don’t even tell anyone!” He hisses, pulling onto his hair. Kyungsoo pouts and scrunches up his nose. “I did! I told Minseok hyung!”
“And he didn’t tell me, for God’s sake!” Jongin throws his hands in the air. Kyungsoo scratches his nose. “Um, I told him just this morning though,”
At Jongin’s glare, Kyungsoo stops spinning around the chair and crosses his arms in front of his chest. “Don’t blame me, okay? You were the one who was being a jerk,”
“Hey! I’m not a jerk, mind you!” Jongin defends himself. Kyungsoo snorts at him and mutters a bored ‘yeah, says the bastard’. The CEO gasps. “You did not just call me a bastard.”
“I did.” Kyungsoo stares at his challengingly. Jongin fakes a gasp before sprinting over towards the sitting boy.
“Is that how you call your boyfriend?”
That seems to do the trick because Kyungsoo’s face regains its color back and he is glancing away. The word ‘boyfriend’ is still sounding so weird in his ears.
Jongin grins at his face and tilts his head. “Ah, ah. Where’s your answer? The cat gets your tongue?”
Kyungsoo huffs at him before playfully pushing him away, attempting on climbing down the chair. Jongin holds onto both sides of the armrests and traps him in.
“No, you are not getting anywhere.”
“Hyung! L-Let me see Minseokie hyung!” He screeches. Jongin clicks his tongue.
“No, can’t do. Wait, we are getting far from the topic. Are you really moving?” Jongin questions again. Kyungsoo sighs and leans on the chair, nodding his head.
“Yes. I turned the papers in just this morning...”
Jongin frowns. “You should have talked to me about this—wait, you couldn’t.” He grins guiltily. Kyungsoo sends him one dirty look, muttering, “Shitty bastard.”
“Control your mouth! How could you say those words?” Jongin shrieks. Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, “Please. I’m eighteen. I can say anything that I want, I know about sex and other things, so stop treating me like a kid!”
Jongin chokes on his saliva at the mention of it. Kyungsoo slaps a palm over his mouth. Well, maybe talking about sex with your new boyfriend is not appropriate yet.
“I have to do something with your mouth. Can’t have you sprouting nonsense everywhere.” Jongin mutters, eyeing those plump lips. Kyungsoo watches his gaze and he flicks his own eyes to train on Jongin’s lips.
“What are you going to do, hyung?” He whispers softly, encouraging Jongin to get closer. The older male simply tilts his head and leans forward. “I’m going to kiss you.”
Kyungsoo just needs to arches his back a bit before their lips met. God, this must be a dream. For those years imagining himself in this situation, Kyungsoo finds himself not be able to think about anything. All he can focus is the feel of Jongin’s lips on his.
Finally.
Jongin groans softly, relishing the fluffiness of the younger boy’s lips. He leans back, eyes staring dreamily and all before deciding to dive in for another one. Hey, he deserves it, doesn’t he?
Just as he is about to press another one, Jongin hears the rattles on his door and the muffled angry voice from the outside.
“I swear, Jongin, if you didn’t open the door in five seconds, I’m going to break the door down and burn you in front of your puppies!”
Kyungsoo shrieks, pushing Jongin away and ushers him to open the door. Angry Minseok is hell. But angry Kyungsoo is the scariest.
Jongin hurriedly unlocks the door and finds himself getting pushed away by hands, before Minseok is cradling his brother in a tight embrace.
“Soo baby, are you okay? Did he harass you? Hyung will kill him if he did so! Are you alright?”
Kyungsoo laughs at his brother’s worried face and he nods to tell him that nothing’s wrong. Minseok leans back, glancing at the now-standing Jongin behind him and snorts.
“Explain, you little piece of shit.”
Jongin ignores the insult, glaring at Kyungsoo’s muffled laugh before sighing. “Can’t you wait like a few more moment, Seok? You are ruining my private time.”
“What private time? I don’t care, you explain or I’m going to—”
“Burn me, yeah. Don’t need it. So... how do I say it?” He glances at Kyungsoo, asking for help. The younger boy puts a straight face and blinks his round eyes, feigning innocence. Jongin grits his teeth at him.
“I, no, we kind of got together.”
Minseok’s blank face is back and Jongin sighs, massaging his temple. Kyungsoo watches in amusement, counting with his fingers, lips soundlessly mouthing of three, two, one—
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. YOU AND WHO. I DON’T FUCKING GET IT.”
Jongin wails silently at that outburst, he should have seen that one coming. Kyungsoo stifles a laugh before deciding to help him. “Minseokie hyung. It’s about us.”
Minseok sends his brother one offended look. “Do Kyungsoo, what the fuck are you talking about?!”
Kyungsoo blushes and fiddles with his index fingers shyly, tapping the tips together. Minseok seems to get the shy gesture and he holds the back of his neck, muttering ‘my high pressure blood, oh no’.
Let’s just say Minseok can’t take the news too well.
Kyungsoo writes down his homework, all cuddled up under his comforter while leaning down over the coffee table. His lips murmur the calculating before he halts and a smile blooms on his lips.
“We are boyfriends...” He whispers into his comforter, face warming too quick to his liking. Screaming out loud in happiness, Kyungsoo then laughs loudly before there is thumping of feet coming closer towards his room.
Oops.
“Soo, what’s wrong?!” Minseok asks, spatula in his hand.
Kyungsoo sends him an apologetic smile and shakes his head. “Nothing, hyung~ just too happy!”
Minseok frowns, sighing before telling him to get down for dinner. Kyungsoo drops his pencil and comforter, following his brother from behind.
They sit and eat the dinner in silence, both occupied with their own thought. Kyungsoo can’t stop squealing on each five minutes before biting his chopsticks, eyes staring into the air with dreamy look. Minseok is watching him with a frown.
“Soo,”
“Mm?” He hums in delight.
“Are you sure about being with Jongin?” He asks quietly. Kyungsoo drops his smile and bites his bottom lip. “Why, hyung? Do you not like it?”
Minseok shakes his head, “No, that’s not it. It’s just,” he sighs and rubs his temple; “You are moving out soon, don’t you? How are you two going to last? I mean,”
“I know, hyung. I understand,” Kyungsoo mutters, putting down his chopsticks and frowns. He inwardly curses Jongin for being such a coward and not saying it quicker.
“What did Jongin say about it?” Minseok asks. Kyungsoo shrugs and lets out a small smile. “He was mad, of course. But he said that he would find a way to deal with this. I don’t know what he was talking about, so don’t ask me.”
The older brother sighs and smiles. “I’m happy that you are happy, Soo. Are you really that in love with Jongin, huh?”
Kyungsoo feels warmth creeping on his cheeks. “You don’t know, hyung. Ever since you brought him here with Joonmyun hyung and Yixing ge, all I could think about is only him. God, now that he has accepted me, the feeling is indescribable!”
Minseok chuckles. “You seem to love him more than you love me.”
Kyungsoo shakes his head, pouting. “No! Hyung is still the best for me!”
Minseok seems to be touched by the sentence and fakes a sob, wiping the invisible tear away from his eyes. Kyungsoo laughs at that.
“One more thing, Soo.”
“Yeah, hyung?” He drinks his soup. Minseok sends him one weird glance.
“How about Chanyeol?”
Kyungsoo chokes on his soup and he gasps.
That’s right. What to do with Chanyeol now?
“Soo, you didn’t reply my message last night,” Sehun hisses, knocking the shorter boy’s head with his book. Kyungsoo whines at that, pushing the other way on his shoulder and burying his head into his locker. He can’t sleep for the whole night of thinking how to break the news to Chanyeol that he is practically already ‘taken’ by someone else.
“Kyungsoo?” Sehun calls worriedly at his friend’s silence and tugs his shoulder. The shortest boy pouts at Sehun and sighs.
“Hun, I have big news for you. And I also, kind of, need your help.”
Sehun furrows his eyebrows and nods hesitantly. Kyungsoo bites his bottom lip, grabbing the boy on his shoulder and cupping his palms over his ear to whisper. Sehun frowns at the weird gesture of telling the news, but when Kyungsoo’s words leaving his mouth, Sehun finds himself gasping, choking on the air.
“The fuck, Soo? How did it happen?”
Kyungsoo scrunches up his nose and shrugs in defeat. “I don’t know, okay? It just happened. And I don’t know how to break the news to Chan now.”
“What news?” That low voice speaks and Kyungsoo shrieks in surprise, along with Sehun who is jolting up and hitting his head on Kyungsoo’s locker door.
“What the fuck, Park Chanyeol!” Sehun hisses, rubbing his head. Kyungsoo places a hand over his chest to calm himself.
“What are you two talking about? What news?” The tallest boy asks, glancing in between the two of them. Kyungsoo sends Sehun a helpless stare and the pale boy could only shake his head, because they haven’t come up with a plan yet.
“Let’s talk after school, Chan,” Kyungsoo murmurs. Chanyeol nods his head, muttering a ‘sure’ before opening his own locker. Sehun sighs, grabbing his things and Kyungsoo sticks his head inside his metal locker.
So much for a calm morning.
“What’s up?” Chanyeol asks as soon the teacher is out of the class. Kyungsoo wants to cry from the burden. Sehun comes up to his side, bag on his shoulder.
“Chan-ah, what I’m going to tell you is something really, really important and you may be disappointed or even worse, you may hate me, but,” Kyungsoo holds up a palm to stop Chanyeol from cutting him, “but I need to tell you.”
“Okay?” Chanyeol glances in curiosity and confusion. Sehun pats his shoulder, as if silently telling to prepare his heart.
“Chan, I,” Kyungsoo gulps, eyes watering because this is so nerve-wrecking, “Chanyeol-ah, I’m… we can’t go on anymore…”
The smile falls off Chanyeol’s face and he tilts his head. “What… do you mean?”
Kyungsoo whines lowly in his throat, because this is making him nervous and making him feels bad towards his best friend. Chanyeol, the sweet boy; he has to break his heart at the very moment.
“Chanyeol-ah, Kyungsoo has a boyfriend.” Sehun breaks the news, helping the shortest boy. Kyungsoo squeezes his eyes shut and hears the deafening silence filling the now empty classroom.
“Excuse me?”
“I’m sorry, Chanyeol.” Kyungsoo mutters, wiping his tears away. He feels really bad and guilty towards him. He feels like a player for doing this.
“Why, I mean… how? When?” Chanyeol’s weak voice speaks.
“Yesterday. I’m sorry for doing this to you, Chan, but I really love him and I never want to play around with you. I thought this won’t work between me and him that’s why I want to try it with you, but he, he just- I’m sorry, Chan!”
Sehun watches his two friends; one is crying and the other one is trying to digest the words. It’s hard to be in the situation like this, moreover when they are your friends. He can’t side with one person only.
They get silent for a quite long time, save for the occasional sniffing from Kyungsoo and the ticking from the clock. Chanyeol’s face is so blank, Sehun is worried with him.
“Uh, I, well, I- I can do nothing about it, right?” Chanyeol speaks softly, lips forcing a smile. Kyungsoo lifts his head and stares at him, watching his shaky eyes trying to lie. He bursts out in tears before hugging the tallest boy around his waist.
“Chanyeol-ah, I’m so sorry, really! I never want to do this to you, but I can’t—”
“Hey, it’s okay, buddy. At least you are happy.” Chanyeol says, voice weak and all but he still tries to cheer him up. Sehun watches the disappointment in his eyes and the sadness in them, but he tries to put up a thick wall to hide them all.
Sehun can’t help but to walk towards them and envelopes them in his arms. “It’s okay to cry. Sometimes crying is a good way to relieve stress.” He says, patting both Chanyeol’s and Kyungsoo’s back.
His words trigger something in Chanyeol and he starts to cry silently. Sehun sighs and sends him an encouraging smile.
It’s going to be okay.
They spend an hour crying in the classroom, before Sehun pulls out the pack of tissues from the front pocket of Kyungsoo’s backpack, ordering them to clean their face. Kyungsoo is avoiding Chanyeol’s eyes.
“Soo, it’s okay. I’m not mad at you, seriously. I could never be mad at you.” Chanyeol speaks, patting Kyungsoo’s head gently.
“Really? But I’m doing something so horrible to you,”
“No. It just means that we are not meant to be together and that I will find someone new soon. Sehun is the wise one here, you should ask him,” he tries to joke. Kyungsoo cracks a small smile and glances at Sehun.
The pale-faced boy seems to remember something and he gasps, rummaging in his bag.
“Chanyeol-ah, someone asks me to give this to you!” He mutters, cursing himself for forgetting. He shoves a violet-colored envelope into Chanyeol’s hands and urges him to open it.
It takes less than a few seconds for Chanyeol to unfold the paper in it before he gasps in surprise and his face reddens.
“Sehun! Who gave this to you?” He asks. Sehun blinks.
“It’s from the next class’ president.”
“What is it, Chan?” Kyungsoo asks curiously, still wiping his eyes. Chanyeol gapes at him, showing him the paper.
“It’s a love letter…”
The three of them walk out from the school building, heading towards the front gate. Chanyeol is blushing, mind still thinking about the sudden love letter he gets from the class president next room. Kyungsoo and Sehun are watching him in amusement.
They have come up to an agreement that whatever happens today won’t be out from that classroom. It’s a secret between the three of them only, and that nothing will change their friendship, be it someone’s broken heart or someone’s new found love interest.
Kyungsoo loops both his elbows around Chanyeol’s and Sehun’s.
“You know what? I’m so lucky to have you two.” He whispers. The two tall boys glance at him with an amused smile, before Kyungsoo finds Chanyeol’s fingers pinching his cheek and Sehun’s palm ruffling his hair.
“Stop it, you two! Or I’m going to—”
“Kyungsoo-ya.”
There’s a familiar low voice calling and the three of them stop. Kyungsoo yelps in surprise when he sees his Jongin hyung by the front gate, leaning against his car.
“H-Hyung?”
“Are you done? You take time a bit long. Something happens?” Jongin asks, glaring at the other two boys who still have their hand on his Kyungsoo, though his glare lingers on the tallest boy a bit longer.
Kyungsoo shrugs both his friends’ hands away and skips to Jongin, still amazed to see him there.
“What are you doing here, hyung? Shouldn’t you be working right now?” He questions curiously. Jongin smiles and grabs him closer by his shoulder, pressing a kiss on the crown of his head. Kyungsoo yelps in pure surprise at the sudden public display of affection. Woah, something’s playing with Jongin’s brain.
Sehun snickers behind his palm and Chanyeol glances away, still feeling a bit heartbroken. Kyungsoo whines and backs away from the older male, sending him a half-glare (even though he secretly likes it).
“Hyung!”
“Alright, alright. I’m taking you out, are you done with your friends?” He presses the tone on the word ‘friends’, and Kyungsoo sighs, nodding with a ‘yeah, yeah, wait for a moment’. He runs back to his friends and sends them an apologetic stare.
Sehun waves him off and Chanyeol nods his head. “It’s okay, Soo. You can go first.”
Kyungsoo pouts at the lack of answer and he sighs. “Sorry that you have to see that. I don’t know he is coming, I swear.”
“It’s fine, silly,” Chanyeol knocks his head and Kyungsoo winces at the slight pain, eyes shutting, “Though I can’t say the same for the PDA.” He jokes.
Kyungsoo huffs, muttering that he will kill them for teasing him, before he pats both his friends’ arm and tells them to take care. He runs back to his waiting boyfriend and whines when Jongin pulls him close.
When the car is driving away from the school ground, Chanyeol tugs at Sehun’s arm.
“Hun-ah, are you free right now?”
“Sure. What’s up?”
Chanyeol sends him a small smile. “Come with me to karaoke. I need to relieve my depression.”
Sehun laughs loudly before tackling him on his shoulder.
A/N: Hello to everybody, it's been quite a time since the last update. Okay, so, to conclude everything, my life has been so hectic and I don't know whether I could hold it up or not. Assignments are everywhere and people just seem to know how to tick me off. Seriously, shitty people.
Anyway, let's talk about the chapter. Poor Chanyeol gets his heart broken by his first love but worry not, he gets a love letter so it's even for them. lol
More Kaisoo in the next chapter and I hope you can wait patiently, I guess I will just update whenever I'm free later.
Thanks for reading and do tell me what you think about this chapter!
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