I'm with you Chap. 4

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: I'm with you

Pairing: Jongkey

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Drama, Angst

Length: Mini-Series

Summary: Kibum has never thought that his life will be turned over like this, by the young Prince that this country still has. But this is what’s exactly happening and he doesn’t even know how to escape from that.

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Jonghyun trashes around on his bed. The quarrel with the older boy just now is still echoing in his brain. Does he really see Kibum from the wrong way? Sure, he is the one who started to enter the young boy’s life without knowing every single thing about him. But Jonghyun is still a kid and he knows nothing about world. His brother has more experiences about life and he knows which one is good and which one is bad.

The next day, Jonghyun decided to ride his own respective car to school since he doesn’t want to be in the same car with his brother whom he just has a quarrel with. He drives his own car, mind still filled with every thought of the young boy—Kibum—yet he doesn’t know what to believe.

The classes go up like usual and Jonghyun won’t be surprised to not seeing Kibum on the third floor since he remembered that he takes the low noble level for his classes. He also doesn’t get to see his brother that often that day since he knows Jinki must be avoiding him as well. Not like he wants to see him this fast though.

But when Jonghyun goes down from the third floor, he has made up his decision. If his brother is siding with Kibum, now he would like to see whether Kibum is worth it. If he finds out that Kibum is nothing but like the greedy people around them, who wants nothing but for money only, then he would like his brother to turn back to the right path.

He steps down from the third floor and his eyes accidentally find where Kibum is walking that time. He locks his eyes on the sight of Kibum’s hunched back and watches how that boy is acting in his usual life.

He knows that Kibum gets no presence and people ignored him. But when he sees how people are rudely pushing him around like he is some kind of invisible thing makes Jonghyun goes up in rage. In the crowd, he can see how those rude girls are pushing each other teasingly, seemingly not aware of Kibum who gets to be the victim of them, dropping down to the ground, and how Kibum lands with his palms against the rocky ground. That must be hurt. Those girls don’t seem to realize that they cause someone to fall.

Kibum stands up by himself and Jonghyun can see how red his palms are. Kibum seems like to ignore the pain and just dusts the dirt from his palms on his pants. He then walks away again and Jonghyun quickly steps up his pace to not losing his tracks. He can see some boys on the front gate who are playing random pushing and one of them has their elbow hitting Kibum, on his arm, who happens to be walking beside them. They don’t seem to realize it and Kibum doesn’t seem to mind it.

Jonghyun winces at the thought about how hurt it is.

He watches how Kibum walks by himself, alone, along the path under the trees. He knows that Kibum is always alone but he doesn’t think he will be this lonely. It stirs some strings in his chest and resulting an uncomfortable feeling.

The wind suddenly blows and Jonghyun realizes how Kibum seems to forget to wear his glove. His pale skin gets paler when the coldness of the wind hits him. He sees how Kibum will rub his palms against each other to keep himself warm before stuffing his hands into the pockets of his thin coat. Jonghyun has a sudden urge to walk there and put his own coat over the fragile boy in order to make him stay warm.

Jonghyun shakes his head from the thought. He is here not to do things like that. He is here for observation. He will not be deceived by some simple things until he really finds out whether Kibum is worth his time or not. He darts his eyes back towards Kibum who has now stopped by the side of the alley which leads to the dirty place where people with no money are living their life. What is Kibum doing there?

He sees how Kibum stops in the middle of the empty road, reaching backwards into his bag and pulls out a medium-sized paper bag. Kibum then begins to walk towards the direction of people who is lying down on the dirty cement ground. He pulls out a small plastic from the paper bag and gives it to them. They smile brightly despite the dirty appearance that they have on their face and Jonghyun can see how they keep saying ‘thank you’ before ripping open the small plastic that Kibum has just given to them. It is bread.

Those homeless people send Kibum wide smiles as they get the bread and more foods from the boy. Jonghyun frowns. He is a Prince, this country’s Prince, yet he doesn’t know that there are so many homeless people in his country. He fights with his own mind about this thing and he finds no answer to his unknown question.

Kibum stops in front of a group of kids who then come to hug his legs. Those kids are calling his name like they love him so much and Kibum slowly scoots down to their eye level. He watches Kibum reaches a hand forward and thumbs the dirt away from one of kids’ face, cleaning him tenderly.

The kids crowd around him, blabbering words and stories to him, while Kibum nods his head to every single one of them. He can’t understand what those kids are talking about but seeing from their face, it seems like they are telling Kibum about how much they miss him whenever he is not here.

Jonghyun can’t help but to think and wonder. What is Kibum doing here and when did he start doing this charity? This is some kind of charity, right? There’s no way Kibum would be friends with those homeless people.

Kibum stands up, waving by to the kids and they thank him again for coming and for the food. Jonghyun steps back to hide behind the wall and keeps his eyes on the sight of Kibum’s back as he walks out of the place.











Jonghyun keeps ten steps away from Kibum.

When Kibum steps forward with his right foot, Jonghyun follows.

When Kibum steps forward with his left foot, Jonghyun does the same.

Funny; because even by not doing anything, Kibum manages to intrigue him.

Amazing; because even with Kibum not staring at him, he could still feel as if Kibum is aware of his presence.

Shocked; because Jonghyun is left confused and dumbfounded.

Kibum is one weird but intriguing person. He left Jonghyun wondering on what he is feeling right now.

At one side, it feels wrong because Kibum might be a high class liar and that he is fake.

But at the other side, it feels right because when Jonghyun locks his eyes at the mere sight of Kibum, he feels this warmth fluttering in his chest. There are many more right than the wrong whenever he as much as remembers about Kibum.

Jonghyun ponders over the moment he first met Kibum. It was when he was panting after his run, he found Kibum sitting on one of the rusty wooden chairs, reading a book gracefully with a slight lighting.

Then he remembers about the time he spent chatting together with Kibum. The boy might not show any expression on his face, but Jonghyun remembers every single detail of his gestures. When Kibum is happy, his fingers fidget. When Kibum is sad, his fingers curl. When Kibum is upset, his hands tensed. When Kibum is surprised, his toes curl up in his shoes.

Cute. Adorable. Refreshing. Jonghyun can’t help but to take notes on every little detail that is Kibum.

Just like now; when Kibum is walking ten steps away in front of him. His fluffy hair, his frail arms, his long legs; everything is intriguing.

Jonghyun feels a small smile curls on his lips when Kibum stops in front of a pet shop to greet the puppy pawing at the glass.

It’s pretty. It’s beautiful.











Kibum walks into the cemetery ground and Jonghyun stops by the gate.

Cemetery? Why would Kibum come here? Could it be…?

He watches as Kibum kneels down in front of two identical stones and gives his bow. He says nothing. He trails his fingers over the writing on the stones while dusting the dried leaves away. Then he stands in front of it, just staring and not talking.

It takes a while before Kibum gives another bow before he leaves the cemetery.

Jonghyun walks closer to look at the stone and he gives a respective bow to Kibum’s parents.











Kibum walks away again and Jonghyun follows after him, ten steps away.

This time, it’s a hill. A grassy hill where you can see the whole city under your feet with the breeze blowing gently to ruffle your hair.

Jonghyun watches as Kibum stands by the edge of the hill, watching the busy city and the twinkle of city lights in the orange evening. Kibum lifts a hand up; opening his palm to feel the breeze tickles his hand.







Ten steps away from Kibum and Jonghyun feels like he has never seen a more beautiful sight than this.







Kibum’s house is enormously big for someone who is living alone. Jonghyun watches as Kibum unlocks the door and goes inside, closing the door behind his back. The light is switched on in a few seconds and he can see the shadow of Kibum walking away from the window.

Jonghyun spins on his heels and walks away.







As he walks back, Jonghyun wonders where things have gone wrong.

With his hands deep in his coat, he walks back home, with his head spins from confusion, amazement, and affection.

And everything relates back to Kibum.







***







“Surprise!” Jinki hyung says as soon as Kibum opens the knocked door.

“Hyung, what can I help you with?”

Jinki hyung smiles while welcoming himself inside. He lifts two bags of food and puts them down onto the dining table.

“I want to eat with someone else. It’s boring to eat alone in an empty dining room. I need someone I can talk to while munching onto these dumplings!”

Kibum feels a tiny smile curls up on his lips as he pads away to the cabinet to take out plates and chopsticks. Jinki hyung grins at his attempt to cheer the boy up.

The chopsticks clink against the plate and spoons dip into the wonton soup.

Kibum hums softly at the taste of the delicious food on his tongue and Jinki hyung puts more dumplings into his plate.

It’s a simple meal yet Kibum can’t wish for a better one. This is perfect.

“Thank you, Jinki hyung.”

The older boy smiles at him.







***







A bark.

That’s what Kibum hears when he has just finished taking a bath at this Sunday morning.

With a confused tilt of his head, Kibum walks towards the window to see what the commotion just outside of his house is. There is a white dog barking in front of his gate, weakly pawing at the gate, then letting out a whine.

Kibum blinks his eyes.

As soon as he opens the door, the dog paws the gate in excitement upon seeing him. Kibum walks towards the gate and unlocks it, only to have the dog snuggling against his calf. The dog acts as if it knows Kibum.

He gets down onto his knees, hesitantly reaching forward to ruffle the dog. It whines softly then leans into his touch.

Kibum smiles. The dog acts so familiar with him.

A soft laugh bubbles out of his mouth when the dog makes a gesture of playing with him.





“Fluffy!”





There’s a voice calling and the dog spins around to walk out of the gate, barking towards the person running closer.

Kibum stands up and locks his gaze onto the running person.

It feels like every single memory comes back into his head. It feels like every single scene is repeating itself in front of his eyes.







The person stops on his track as he finds Kibum is staring at him. No one says anything, save for their ragged breathing.

The same hair color, the same eyes, the same nose, the same lips, the same face.

A broken sob breaks out of Kibum’s mouth before he has an armful of person crushing into his arms.

“Hyung,” the person chokes, crying into his shoulder.

Kibum laughs in between his crying, hugging the person back as tight as possible, because God knows how long he has longed to be doing this.

Tears are rolling down and choked words are spoken incoherently.

Kibum nods to every single word, patting the person’s back gently to ease him into breathing because he has been choking on his tears. He himself is no better than this.

In between the whispers and chokes of his name, Kibum nods with a smile. He leans back to wipe the fat tears away from the person’s face, thumbing his cheeks gently.

Words of apologies come spilling out, along with the mentions of ‘I miss you’.

Kibum nods his head, smiling to him gently.





“It’s okay. I miss you, too, Taemin.”









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A/N: One more chapter left! Hehe, hope you enjoy this chapter. Comments will be very much appreciated and will make me very happy! Thanks for reading!