Hello Chap. 12 [M]

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Hello

Pairing: Jongkey

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

Length: Series

Summary: They were young when it all happened; the young love, the separation, the sadness, the fake hurting words. They are matured now when it all happens; the second meeting, the hesitation, the fear of getting hurt, and… the bit of remaining love inside.

Chapter 12



“Kibum!”

Fuck him. Fuck that guy. Fuck everything.

He keeps speed-walking as he ignores the repeated calls of his name.

“Wait! Kibum!”

There is no way he is going to wait and stay and listen to that bullshit. He has enough of this.

“I said wait!”

There is a hand gripping onto his wrist and Kibum finds himself being forcefully spun around. His eyes meet Jonghyun’s pleading ones and God knows how much he wants to kiss that sadness away from his face.

But Kibum knows that he feels more sadness right now than him.

“What is it now?”

Jonghyun sends him a look to please hear him out but Kibum is blinded with jealously and anger to even think rationally.

“Please, just listen to me. I will explain everything to you.”

Kibum yanks his hand out of his grip and hisses, “I don’t need any explanation from you.”

He leaves Jonghyun as he walks again.

A part of him wants Jonghyun to leave him alone so he could think properly, but another part of him wants Jonghyun to run after him and never let him go so easily.

As he doesn’t hear the footsteps following after him, Kibum feels dejected and disappointed. He should have known better that there is nothing in between him and Jonghyun.

As much as they have nothing between them, Kibum knows he is so fucking jealous over that rich guy who is going to be wed to Jonghyun.

It’s ridiculous but clearly visible that his whole heart still belongs to his ex spouse.











Jonghyun sighs as he watches Kibum walks further away from him. Should he really give him some space or run after him?

But, seeing that Kibum doesn’t even want to listen to him, Jonghyun decides to give him some space for a while.

As he walks back into his office, he finds Minho glaring at the guy sitting on the opposite of the couch.

“You are back. Who is that?”

“What do you want?” Jonghyun ignores his question and walks straight to his desk to finish some works. He is kind of glad that Minho is still there with him.

“You are so cold. We are going to get married, you know.”

“I am not marrying you. That is final.” He points it out.

The male clicks his tongue, “Oh, please.” He says in a sarcastic tone, “I don’t want to marry you as well, you shitty dino.”

“What the fuck?” Jonghyun grunts at him.

“Both you and I know that this is because of deal. The marriage off, then the deal is off. Nothing too complicated.”

Jonghyun rubs his temple, “Get out.”

“Sure.” The male gives him a sweet smile before he turns on his heels and heads towards the door, not forgetting to blow kisses to both men in the room.

Minho grimaces at that before he glances to his friend. As soon as the door is closed, he springs out of his seat.

“What the hell is that? What engagement? What marriage?”

“I don’t know. Fuck, I don’t know anymore.” He slams his hands down to the desk.

“What kind of deal that consists of you marrying the heir of Lee Construction?”

“I don’t fucking know. Ask my old man.” Jonghyun grumbles.

Minho shakes his head, “You can’t marry him. He looks crazy.”

Jonghyun huffs, throwing down the pen and grabs his coat.

“I can’t work anymore. Screw this shit.”

“Where are you going?” Minho stops him.

“Find something else to do. Or talk to Kibum maybe.”

Minho nods.

“Just make sure you explain everything to him. Make sure that he won’t misunderstand this whole marriage thing.”

Jonghyun stares at him before he manages to give him a weak smile.

“Thanks, buddy. You have always been supportive of us.”

There is a glint of pure happiness in Minho’s eyes.

“Of course! Who won’t support the two of you being together?”

Jonghyun gives him a somber smile, “You know who and look what happens now.”

The smile drops off Minho’s face and he sighs apologetically.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t talk about it.”

“It’s not your fault,” Jonghyun pats him on his arm, “I need to talk to Kibum though.”

“Yeah, go ahead- But, wait, Jonghyun,”

“What’s up?”

Minho stutters before he asks,

“What’s your relationship with Kibum right now?”

Jonghyun stills at the question and he goes silent for a moment. Minho thinks he has crossed the line with his question and he is about to apologize when suddenly Jonghyun sends him a smile and answers him.











“Stupid Jonghyun. Fuck him. Dumb. Idiot. Argh, fuck you!”

Kibum huffs hitting his pillow to his bed repeatedly. It takes him a few hours until he finally can calm down, but with one unanswered call from Jonghyun, he goes angry and mad again.

“Who does he think he is? Fucking me and then getting married to someone else? Does he think I’m that easy? I won’t let him step on my pride anymore!”

He grumbles and roars, like a child getting annoyed that his favorite toy is being taken away.

But wait, it seems similar-

“Fuck no! He is not my favorite! He is just- just-”

Ding dong. The bell to his apartment rings and rings and rings again. Kibum should have known who it is but he still stomps his way to open it.

“Who is it-” He barks aggressively as he opens the door, only to yelp loudly when the visitor pushes past him and pressing him against the now closed door.

Kibum blinks at the sudden quick movement, not being able to comprehend the situation or about who the hell is pressing onto his back.







“Kibum, listen to me.”

Fuck, it’s him.

As he struggles to break free, Kibum grunts and tries his best to spin around and it is really hard because Jonghyun has those guns in his arms and gosh the feeling when he clutches onto them-

Stop, stop.

Kibum manages to turn around and glares at the sad looking Jonghyun.

“Get out or-”

“Baby, listen to me. Please.” Jonghyun hugs him tight, muttering the words into his neck.

Kibum huffs as the embrace gets tighter and tighter on each second. Jonghyun doesn’t seem to want to let him go anytime soon.

So he goes slack and sighs.

“What game are you playing? I’m tired with this.” Kibum mutters into the air.

Jonghyun shakes his head, “I’m not playing any game, baby. Trust me. I won’t do anything to hurt you.”

“Is it funny to see your fiancé and me being in the same room?”

“He is not my fiancé. I have no fiancé.” Jonghyun growls.

Kibum sighs as he feels the soft lips mumbling words against his skin and hell, it feels so good to be hug this tight by Jonghyun. He is so warm and he smells so good, he can spend forever nestled in his arms.

“You know... My father is the one behind this.” Jonghyun whispers tiredly into his neck and Kibum stills at the mention of it.

His father. Yeah, should have seen it coming.

That man is always coming so strong, so dictating, and so scary.

“And you have no say in this?” Kibum whispers back.

Jonghyun snuggles into his neck.

“I have just found it out a few days ago. Apparently he has been planning this for months.”

Kibum stares ahead as Jonghyun keeps snuggling into him. He wants to lift his arms and hug Jonghyun back, telling him that everything will be okay and that he should not worry about anything.

But he knows that nothing is going to be okay because he has no control over this. He is no one.

He was no one at that time.

And he still is no one right now.

There is nothing he can do.

“What are you going to do now?” He whispers the question.

Jonghyun shakes his head, “Just hug me. Please.”

The request sounds so broken and Kibum fulfills it in an instant.











As Jonghyun intertwines their fingers together, Kibum locks his gaze on the male on top of him.

He is still as handsome as he first sees him years ago.

Jonghyun dips down lowly to give him a soft kiss on his lips and Kibum closes his eyes.

The kiss is so sweet, Kibum notes, as it is only a simple press of their mouths together, relishing on the contact. Jonghyun breathes into his mouth, whispering a breathless call of his name and Kibum arches his back off the bed.

Jonghyun bucks his hips forward, pushing a few slow thrusts into him and Kibum lets out a low whine. He tightens the grips between their hands.

As he throws his head back, Jonghyun presses kisses after kisses all over his neck, chanting his name again and again.

Kibum nods, as if telling him that it is not his fault. Because, really, nothing is his fault. Even the separation from years ago, nothing is his fault. Nothing was their fault.

“It’s okay,” Kibum whispers against Jonghyun’s mouth as they meet to kiss again, this time Kibum being the one to eagerly press for more.

Jonghyun gives him thrusts, hips delivering mind-blowing pushes that make Kibum lets out a long moan and his toes curl in pleasure.

“It’s okay. It’s really okay. Everything’s okay, Jong.” He says to him, more like reassuring himself rather than Jonghyun.

The other male nods against his chest, pressing a kiss just on top of his beating heart and Kibum watches him fondly.

Damn it. What is going on between them? How come they end up like this?

Can’t they just... be happy for at least once?

Kibum chokes out the word of ‘okay’ when Jonghyun comes into him, surprisingly so powerful and quick and leaving Kibum more breathless than he should have been.

As the orgasm hits him, Kibum blinks the sweat out of his eyes and he finds Jonghyun staring at him with so much affection in his round eyes.

He says nothing and he keeps staring with those sorrowful eyes of his, making Kibum feels his heart wrenches in unbearable pain.

What will be the end of them?

Jonghyun snuggles into his neck, panting and just simply breathing in his scent. Kibum closes his eyes to at least calm his heartbeat but they open up again in surprise as Jonghyun mouths some words into his skin.

Three words and eight letters.

It has been so long.

Kibum closes his eyes, feeling the bile rising up his throat and he can’t find himself to reply back. He knows that Jonghyun is not waiting for him to answer him. Their relationship is too complicated right now.

They say nothing and Jonghyun doesn’t even let go of their fingers.











As the morning comes, Kibum wakes up alone in his bed. The other side is still warm and Kibum curls against it in hopes to calm his heart.

Jonghyun is gone by the time he wakes up. It’s nothing new but surprisingly, Kibum feels like crying for not telling him the same words at the previous night.







I love you.











“What’s your relationship with Kibum right now?”

Jonghyun stills at the question and he goes silent for a moment. Minho thinks he has crossed the line with his question and he is about to apologize when suddenly Jonghyun sends him a smile and answers him.

“Why do you ask?”

“I just… I thought that you two get back together or what. I mean, I really hope you can get back with Kibum. I’m sorry but I still think the both of you belong together.”

Jonghyun lets out a chuckle, one that sounds so strained and sorrow.

“Thank you… for still thinking that way. Not everyone thinks that we can be together. I know you understand.”

Minho nods, unable to look into Jonghyun’s eyes for any longer because they look so sad and he can just see the pain in them.

“Kibum said,” the taller male starts again, “that the both of you are only friends. Is that true?”

There is a flash of hurt conflicts in Jonghyun’s eyes and Minho gulps back the guilt for saying it. Maybe he should not tell him after all.

“I don’t know how we end up like this. One talk turns into ten, one meeting turns into ten. He might just see me as… friend, but,”

Minho stares back as Jonghyun sighs before continuing with,

“I’m trying to make him mine again. God knows how much in love I am still with him. I just hope he still feels the same. If not… then it might be the end of us.”









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A/N: Actually, I feel so into the chapter and plan to make it sadder but I don't think I can write it without crying my eyes out. lol I can't cry or my headache will be worse than this. x_x

What do you think about this chapter? Any clue about the new guy? Any clue about what will happen next?