kumo_is_kumo | Black Rose Chap. 11 : I'm Sorry

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?

“J-Jongin-ah,”

Seeing at the male lying there helplessly, face contorted in pain, makes Kyungsoo’s mind goes blank. He reaches for his hand and holds it tight, muttering his name over and over again.

In a swift move, Jongin is being lifted up by someone he barely knows but nothing could stop him from getting Jongin moved and to have that blood wiped away from him. Kyungsoo absentmindedly follows into the man’s car and the vehicle speeds up towards the nearest hospital.

Everything is a blur because Kyungsoo waits alone just outside of the room where Jongin is admitted and then not for too long, he is being permitted to enter the room.

Kyungsoo wakes up with a gasp and he pants. Finding his hand clutching onto Jongin’s, he watches the male lying there in the hospital bed and he can’t help but to feel very guilty.

The doctor has told him about what happened with Jongin. Even though he hears everything with blanked face, at least he knows that nothing serious happens to Jongin. He has only gotten his head bumped against the cement road and the blood came from the small gash on his head and there will be a bruise forming on him soon. Jongin has his right arm and right leg bandaged because apparently they were cracked from the quite hard hit, but not hard enough to fracture.

“Won’t you wake up, Jongin?” Kyungsoo whispers softly, trailing a finger over his cheek.

It’s as if a miracle, because Jongin’s fingers shift and he grunts in pain. Kyungsoo jolts up and holds onto his face.

“Jongin? Can you hear me?”

The male blinks his eyes open and he looks around the room before his gaze lands on Kyungsoo. A tiny smile creeps onto his lips upon seeing Kyungsoo there.

“Soo, you are okay,” he says, voice croaking.

Kyungsoo feels his lip tremble before the first drop of tears rolls down his cheek.

“How could you do that? That was dangerous! What if something had happened to you? Do you know how worried I am?” He hisses. Jongin grins weakly.

“I’m happy that you are still worrying about me.”

“Stupid!” Kyungsoo grunts.

Jongin takes his hand, “Please, Soo. Please give me a chance. I won’t care that my company is falling down or people see me differently now. But I just want you. Please give me another chance to prove myself to you.”

Kyungsoo sobs, landing a punch on Jongin’s chest. It’s not even hurt but Jongin winces slightly. The sobbing male utters a soft sorry while rubbing the hit spot. Jongin grins, pulling him into his arms as he lets Kyungsoo cries on him.

“I was so scared,” Kyungsoo chokes, gripping onto his hospital gown.

Jongin hums, shifting so that he could hug Kyungsoo better with one arm only. Kyungsoo snuggles into his chest, crying like a child.

“I’m okay now, am I not?”

“But that was so dangerous! You have just let me got the hit or at least warned me or what!”

“I can’t let you get hurt, Soo. I would not like it to see you in this position and to have bandages all over you.”

Kyungsoo leans back, wiping his tears away and mutters a soft ‘it’s wet’ as he pats the damp hospital gown. Jongin grins widely, watching the new side of his lover which is so adorable to him. Kyungsoo sniffs and trails his fingers over Jongin’s face.

“I’m sorry for everything. I was too blinded with revenge that I did that. I didn’t think straight and I was… I’m sorry.” He mutters, bending his head down.

Jongin pats his head. “You can do anything to me, I won’t mind. As long as you won’t leave me.”

Kyungsoo looks up with eyes full of tears. He leans closer and pecks Jongin’s on his dry lips, muttering another series of apology. Jongin presses their lips together to silence him from keep apologizing.

There is a knock on the door and the both of them glance at the sudden guest.

“Butler Lee.” Jongin breathes out, holding back his anger and letting out in confusion as to why the most trusted helper in the Kim Household could do something so low.

“How do you feel, Young Master?” He bows down politely.

“As you can see, I’m doing quite fine, save for a few scratches.”

The butler gives a ninety degree bow lowly. “I’m truly sorry for what I have caused, Young Master. I have never thought that it would cause more harm to you than to Mr. Do.”

“Why would you do something like that? What have gotten into your mind?” Jongin questions, holding a tighter hold around his lover who stays so silent.

It takes a moment of hesitation from the butler to answer.

“It was… I was ordered to do that.”

Jongin keeps a hard gaze on him. “Who ordered you to do it?”

“It was… Master.”

Kyungsoo takes a sharp intake of breathe and he glances away. Jongin holds him close.

“Grandfather ordered you to hit him? Why would he do that?”

“I provoked him.” Kyungsoo mutters lowly. Jongin pats his back and waits for the butler to answer.

“Master Kim offered money for Mr. Do before but he refused it. Then he was angered because of the article that was published.”

Jongin nods his head. “It’s okay. You can leave. Just… don’t tell anything to grandfather about me staying here. I trust you on this one, Uncle.”

Butler Lee bows down. “Your wish is my command, Young Master.”

Jongin watches the door closed as the butler leaves the room before he glances at the silent Kyungsoo beside him.

“Why don’t you tell me he offered you money?”

Kyungsoo shrugs. “Why should I tell you? You can’t even do anything about that.”

Jongin hums, “I can’t let him step on your pride, Soo. He needs to know that he has crossed line.” He pulls him closer, “Scoot more and lay down with me.”

Kyungsoo looks at him. “But you are hurt.”

“My right arm is. My left is not.” He grins and Kyungsoo lets out a small smile, before he cuddles into his shoulder.

Jongin relishes in the feeling of having his lover all safe and sound in his arm. He can’t wish for more.

“Can I ask something, Soo?”

“Yeah? Go on.” Kyungsoo looks up to him with his round eyes.

Jongin keeps their gaze connected as he asks, “Do you really love me?”

Kyungsoo blinks, freezing for a second, before the palest blush covers his cheeks. Jongin thinks he has already known the answer but it’s better to hear it from Kyungsoo’s mouth.

“Soo?”

“I…” Kyungsoo mumbles, glancing away. There’s a very tiny pout forming on his mouth. “I… do.”

Jongin feels the widest grin stretches his face into half.

“What? I can’t hear you.”

Kyungsoo chooses to nod his head.

“I don’t understand, Soo?” Jongin tries again.

Kyungsoo huffs, looking up and taking a hold onto Jongin’s face before he plants a soft kiss on his mouth. He mouths the words of ‘I love you, stupid’. Jongin feels like soaring up to the sky.

“Okay.” He hugs him close. Kyungsoo buries his warm face into his chest.

“Feed me?” Jongin begs, feigning an innocent smile. Kyungsoo freezes and glances away, before he finally sighs in the end.

Kyungsoo has gone back to his house to grab some spare clothes and to cook. Jongin protests about how not delicious hospital food is. And now he is being a whiny kid.

“Open up.” Kyungsoo says flatly, holding a spoon in front of his mouth. Jongin grins as he munches onto the delicious food that is made by no other than his lover.

“Delicious.”

Kyungsoo ignores the will to blush and keeps shoving more food into the male’s mouth. Jongin chokes on some rice and Kyungsoo scrambles to pat his back and gives him a glass of water.

“I’m sorry! Are you okay?”

Jongin smiles as Kyungsoo wipes his wet lips with his hand. Such caring lover he has.

“Yeah. I’m fine. I just need something though.”

“What is it?”

“My lips hurt. Kiss the booboo away.”

Kyungsoo grunts in embarrassment at his request, but he complies nonetheless. Jongin laughs when his lover leans close to give the softest kiss ever on his mouth, yet he drops his good arm around Kyungsoo’s neck to pull him closer for a proper kiss.

“You smear all over the food on me.” Kyungsoo grunts, feeling the warmth is creeping his neck up to his face.

Jongin hums. “It’s okay. You like it anyway.”

Kyungsoo pinches his waist. Jongin winces.

“I can’t wait to get out of here. It’s boring.”

The journalist glances at him, “What are you going to do… about work?”

Jongin shrugs. “I can think about it later. For now, I want to spend every second with you.”

Kyungsoo palms his cheeks, huffing. “Stop sprouting nonsense and take your medication. Or I won’t cook for you again.”

“You hurt me.” Jongin pouts.

Surprisingly, Kyungsoo leans very close to him, their lips an inch away.

“Where does it hurt?” He asks, warm breathe hitting Jongin’s cheek.

“You know where.” Jongin whispers, eyes locked onto his mouth.

Kyungsoo smiles before tilting his head to kiss him on the lips.

“We don’t leave anything, right?” Kyungsoo asks for the fifth time and Jongin groans.

“No. Soo, stop it, okay? Everything is in the bag. Your laptop at the back and my phone on the side pocket. Your wallet is in your jeans pocket.”

Kyungsoo sends him a small smile. “Well, forgive me for being too cautious.”

Jongin cradles him close with his now-good arm. “I can forgive you when you give me another kiss.”

Kyungsoo hums, tapping his lower lip as he thinks. Jongin’s eyes are glued at it.

“I will… but at home.”

As they take taxi ride to go back to Kyungsoo’s home, Jongin can’t help but to hold onto his lover’s hand and play with his fingers. Kyungsoo glances at him in amusement.

“What are you doing?”

“Just want to hold your hand. It’s pretty.”

Kyungsoo furrows his eyebrows teasingly. “Are you trying to sweet talk so you can get into my pants?”

Jongin hums. “Maybe.”

His lover scoffs.

Kyungsoo gets down from the taxi and grabs the bag he is bringing. Jongin glances around at the house displayed in front of his eyes and smiles. This house seems better than his own.

“Soo, should we –”

“Hyung.” Kyungsoo stumbles on his steps as he sees someone standing beside the gate.

Jongin tries connecting the dots of his memories because he remembers he had seen this man before. His lover blinks and takes a step closer to the man.

“Hyung, you are back.” Kyungsoo says breathlessly.

The man chuckles, the tone is full of something that makes Kyungsoo stops from getting closer to him.

“What is this? You are fucking with him?” The man asks, throwing his head back as he laughs loudly.

Kyungsoo’s smile drops.

“H-Hyung –”

“I left for a very long time and the moment I’m back,” the man’s smile vanishes completely, “you are fucking him. How great.”

“Hyung, that’s not it,” Kyungsoo reaches to the man to grab his arm but the man swats his hand away. Jongin takes a step closer to defend his lover. The man sees him and glares.

Kyungsoo stays still on his spot.

The man towers over him and hisses, “Traitor.” Then he walks away.

Kyungsoo’s sad eyes are locked onto him as he calls out softly, “Joonmyeon hyung…”

Jongin holds his lover’s hand and gives it a comforting squeeze.

“I’m sorry.”

Kyungsoo glances at him and gives him a small smile. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.” He glances back at his older brother who is walking further away from him.

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A/N: Four chapters left, everyone! No one dies! Don't you love me? Heheh
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Black Rose Chap. 11 : I'm Sorry

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