Black Rose Chap. 9 : Reverse

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Black Rose

Pairing: Kaisoo

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

Length: Series

Summary: Do Kyungsoo, the well-known journalist for his blunt comments and writing, is getting involved with the famous and arrogant high-class business man Kim Jongin. Things go into the wrong way for the both of them because of one simple deal at the beginning. Or, is it on the right way?


















Kim household.



Master Kim stares down at his grandson lying sick and pale in the bed, with the family doctor checking on his condition.

“Lee.” The old man calls for his butler who comes almost immediately to his side.

“Yes, Master.”

“What happened to my grandson?”

Butler Lee bows, “Young Master Jongin is driven back home by Driver Song this early morning with condition of drenched from the rain. He has high fever and he loses his consciousness.”

The look on the old man’s face hardens.

“Where did he go?”

“Should I find out for you, Master?”

The old man stares at his sick grandson, “Find out and do not leave anything.”



The butler comes knocking into the old man’s room at night, bringing a file and handing it while speaking.

“Young Master Jongin went to the Do’s household. He was waiting out in the rain for Do Kyungsoo’s appearance before going back home.”

“Do?” The old man asks to confirm that he does not hear that wrong.

“Yes, Master.”

He chuckles while staring at the information of Do Kyungsoo. So, his grandson has met another Do.

“This is ridiculous.” He mutters, fingers trailing over the picture of Do Kyungsoo, who is the perfect copy of his father.



“Lee.” He calls.

The butler bows, “Yes, Master?”

“Make a call for Do Kyungsoo. I need to pay a visit as an old friend.”



Kyungsoo steps into the office of his enemy, the one who takes everything away from him and his family, the one who ruins everything.

Kim Jonghoon.

The old man is still as wicked and mean as he remembers him from years ago.

“You have grown up so much, kid.” Kim Jonghoon says with his gruff voice and Kyungsoo hisses lowly.

“Do not act like you know me.”

The old man laughs.

“But I do know you. After all, I was once your father’s business partner, wasn’t I?”

Kyungsoo grips onto his fists.

“And then you went ruining everything.” He counters back.

Kim Jonghoon stops laughing and sits straight on his seat.

“What do you want?” Kyungsoo hisses in anger.

The old man chuckles, shaking his head. “Such an impatient young man.”

All Kyungsoo can feel is anger and disgust towards the old man. The man sitting right in front of him right now is the same man he despises for his whole life. He is the cause of what happens to his family.

“I heard that you are getting close to my grandson, Jongin.” The old man grabs the wine glass and takes a sip from it.

At the mention of the name, Kyungsoo digs his nails into his palm. Where is this going to?

“And I wonder what’s good for you to be close to Jongin, and vice versa. I keep thinking, kid, before finally I come to a conclusion.” Kim Jonghoon stares at him straight in his eyes and Kyungsoo stands still on his ground. He won’t let this man intimidates him.

“Lee.” The old man calls, motioning for the butler, who nods and moves forward. He puts a suitcase on top of the desk and opens it.

Kyungsoo stares at the stack of money inside of the suitcase.

“You are poor, kid. And you are in need of money. That’s why, right?”

It’s like his pride is being taken away from him and being stepped onto the ground. Kyungsoo swallows back the urge to scream in anger.

“What do you mean with that?” He whispers, voice unbelievably low and dangerous. He is offended. This is offending.

“You want money, I want peace. That’s easy. My and Jongin’s life don’t need poor things like you. Take the money and get away. You ruin my sight.”

Kyungsoo stares at the old man in disbelief, his face red in anger and the open insult being thrown to him.



He steps forward, towards the desk and towards where the open suitcase containing money is. The old man Kim’s eyes are trained expectantly at him, his old wrinkly face is smirking so wickedly at his every movement.

Kyungsoo lifts his hand up, reaching for the suitcase.

Everyone in the room expects him to grab the suitcase of money—

But Kyungsoo pushes it down from the desk and hears it clatter down onto the ground, the stack of money spilling out.

“You may have the most money in this world,” he starts, staring right into the old man’s raging eyes, the emotion mirroring his own, “But you will not look down on me or my family.”

Kim Jonghoon glares at him, but Kyungsoo will not back down.



“I will take Kim Jongin from you.” He whispers, just loud enough for the old man to hear.

With a final smile, Kyungsoo makes his way out of the place.



The crest of roses in the color of black hanging high on the wall greets him as he makes his way out.

Kyungsoo chuckles bitterly, no wonder he remembers this crest even from Kim Jongin’s house.











Jongin opens his eyes as he finally comes back to consciousness. He feels disoriented and confused on what happens with him, before finally he remembers that he waits in the rain for Kyungsoo to come out and let him explain but then he doesn’t remember what happens next.

Oh. Kyungsoo.

He jolts up to sit and winces at the sudden throb of pain in his head. But there’s no time for that. He needs to make sure that Kyungsoo doesn’t think the wrong way and he has to believe him. He needs to let Kyungsoo know that he loves him. He really does.



“Jongin.”



At the call of his name from the voice he doesn’t expect, Jongin glances to his side and finds that Kyungsoo is sitting on the chair just beside his bed, in his dark room, and he is here.

Kyungsoo is here. With him.



“K-Kyungsoo!” He exclaims, still not believing that Kyungsoo is here with him in person.

The male sits up and stares right into his eyes.

“What do you think you are doing with waiting under the rain like that?” Kyungsoo asks. He sounds worried and angry, Jongin can’t help but to feel happy that Kyungsoo is worried about him.

“I-I need to explain everything to you! Please hear me out, Soo!” Jongin begs, grabbing Kyungsoo’s hand and gripping it tightly.

“Jongin.”

“Please don’t shut me out again! I don’t know about it at first! I’m not lying.” Jongin keeps rambling, now pushing the covers away from his body as he crawls onto the center of his bed to reach a proper gap between him and Kyungsoo.

“Jongin.”

“Soo, I don’t know about it and I have just known it at that day! I’m telling you the truth. I don’t know!”

“Jongin, shut it.”

“Soo, I love you. I’m not lying about it as well.”



Kyungsoo gets up to sit onto the edge of his bed and Jongin pulls him closer to him.



“I love you, Kyungsoo. I really do. I lov –”

Kyungsoo shuts him up with a soft kiss.

Jongin holds his breath as he sees Kyungsoo being so close to him. He can count every lash of his eyes and he can trace the faint freckles on his face.

When Kyungsoo lifts his eyes up to stare into his, Jongin is unable to believe that Kyungsoo has just kissed him willingly.

“Jongin, let me talk.”

He nods his head to what Kyungsoo says. He waits patiently, unable to believe that it’s Kyungsoo’s hand that is holding onto his cheek so dearly and so gently.

“I know you love me. You said it so many times.” Kyungsoo murmurs.

Jongin holds Kyungsoo close to him.

“I love you, too. Just so you know.”



It’s like every burden is being lifted away from his shoulder and Jongin finds himself holding onto Kyungsoo’s cheeks, staring hopefully into his eyes.

“Really, Soo?” He asks breathlessly.

Kyungsoo nods and offers him a tiny smile.

“Yeah.”

“Do you want to be together with me, Kyungsoo?” He asks, heart thudding painfully fast in his chest.

Kyungsoo gives him another soft kiss.

“Yeah.”



Jongin brings himself close and seals everything with a kiss. He has Kyungsoo in his arms now, safe and sound and lovely. That’s enough for him.

Kyungsoo replies to his kiss with much want and Jongin groans when Kyungsoo pushes him down to lie onto the bed. He hovers on top of Jongin and stares down at him through clouded eyes.

Jongin lifts his hand and touches Kyungsoo on his cheek, relishing on the sight of the male closing his eyes and leaning into his touch. It pulls a smile on his own lips and Jongin drags the male above him to kiss his mouth again.

Kyungsoo settles uncomfortably above him because of the position, so Jongin flips them over and traps the shorter male under him.

“I love you so much.” He whispers and starts kissing his now-lover with more passion. Kyungsoo reaches his hands up and tangles his fingers in between his messy locks, dragging him lower.

Jongin feels his chest bursting in happiness as Kyungsoo is here with him and they love each other.

Kyungsoo parts his mouth for him and lets Jongin dominates the kiss they are having. It means so much for Jongin that Kyungsoo is letting him do what he wants. It shows him that Kyungsoo trusts him enough to let him do this.

There’s a soft moan leaves Kyungsoo’s mouth as Jongin drags his tongue along every nook and every corner in his mouth, making him feeling hot and bothered and the feeling to be closer to Kyungsoo more is nagging in his mind.

He leans back and peppers kisses along Kyungsoo’s jaw and neck, leaving occasional marks on each bite.

Kyungsoo’s hands trace his shoulder then down to his chest, before his fingers pop the button on his shirt one by one. Jongin leans back to stare into his eyes, finding the very same lust in his eyes.

With another strong kiss, Jongin lets Kyungsoo releases him from his shirt and when he feels cold fingers tracing his bare skin, Jongin loses his control.

He has Kyungsoo under him, all pliant and willing and bare, waiting for him to ravish him.

That’s enough for Jongin.








A/N: Birthday celebration update. Enjoy. ^^

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Double satisfaction for Soo. First he will have his revenge on the old man. Second, he will be happy with Jongin.
I hope nothing bad will happen because of that old monster.