Black Rose Chap. 13 : Restart

[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?


















Jongin reads through the documents in his hands. Work has gone back stable after a while. His clients crawl back to him.

Kyungsoo is at home. He forbids him from going out. He needs to rest and hold back from tiring himself.

At the thought of his lover, a wide grin spreads on his face and Jongin throws the documents down onto the desk. Oh, he is going to be a father now. Should he start looking for babies things? Ah, he can give it as surprise for Kyungsoo! But, what if his lover wants to choose too? Okay, he will have to wait from buying things then.

The intercom suddenly beeps. “There’s a guest for you, Mr. Kim. It’s Mr. Lee.”

Jongin blinks. Butler Lee? What’s he doing here?

The old butler enters his office and gives him a polite bow.

“How are you, Young Master?”

Jongin stands up. “Uncle? What are you doing here? What’s wrong?”

The butler has a difficult frown on his old face. Jongin doesn’t seem to like where this is going.

“Master Kim, he… he is planning something.”

“Is it bad?” Jongin asks breathlessly, thankful that the butler is siding with him.

“Yes. You better run now to save him, Young Master.”











“Bastard’s child.” Master Kim smirks as he sits on his seat, watching the wounded male is being hit again and again by his men. It’s satisfying to watch such scene. Ah, it’s a nice day.

The male coughs as he can’t do anything except to accept the hits being delivered to him. The rope tied tightly around him prevents him from fighting back. He glares at the old man in front of him.

“Still have the power to glare with those disgusting eyes of yours? You should be begging to save your life by now.”

The male spits. “Never.”

“Hit.”

The men start hitting him again, making sure to torture him.

“You and your shitty little brother should know by now that there’s no use in challenging me, Do Joonmyeon. You have no power against me.”

The male glares. “Don’t ever talk about my brother with that mouth of yours, you old hag!”

He grunts when he drops onto the ground from a kick to his stomach.

“Such a loving brother. But it’s time for the both of you to go down. He will meet you soon, don’t you worry.”

Men start hitting him again and again, making sure that he no longer has the power to even move a single finger of his. When he is about to lose his consciousness, the door is opened.

“Grandfather, stop this!”

Jongin storms inside and looks at the barely conscious male on the ground.

“Jongin.” Master Kim calls, eyebrow twitching.

“Grandfather, what do you think you are doing? What kind of sick plan you are planning now?”

“You do not talk with that kind of language towards me, young man. Pay respect to me.”

Jongin chuckles sourly, “Respect? You want me to respect you when you go around pulling dirty tricks like this?”

“You should not side with them, Jongin. I raised you better than this!” Master Kim roars out.

Jongin stands still in front of the old man, not moving an inch. “You might be the one who raised me, grandfather, but I’m my own person and I can see which one is good and bad. I don’t and can’t have any respect towards someone so manipulating like you.”

“Watch your mouth!”

“I can choose my own way, grandfather. I choose them.”

“You choose them then I won’t consider you as my family member.” Master Kim threatens.

Jongin stands still on his decision.

“Thank you for raising me, Mr. Kim, but it’s time for me to go on my own way.” He says before bowing down to him.

Master Kim says nothing and watches as Jongin helps the barely conscious male up and out of the place.











Kyungsoo gasps in surprise.

“What… What happened?!” He watches as Jongin brings his brother inside and onto the couch.

“Ah, this,” Jongin stutters, unable to come up with an excuse.

“I got into a street fight.” Joonmyeon mutters, “And he happened to drive pass me. So I asked for help.”

Kyungsoo winces at the numerous wounds on his brother’s face and scrambles to grab medicine to treat them. Jongin gets a glare from the male, “Don’t tell him about this.”

Jongin nods. Kyungsoo comes back with so many things and he starts complaining about having street fight when having weak limbs. On each press of the towel to clean each wound, he nags so loudly.

“Stop being so stubborn and take care of yourself better,” Kyungsoo grits his teeth while dabbing the wound in annoyance. Joonmyeon winces and glares at him.

“Don’t act like you are the older one here.” He banters back.

Kyungsoo scoffs, “Excuse you! I’m clearly the matured one here!”

“I’m still older than you!” Joonmyeon grunts.

“But you don’t act like one!” The younger hisses.

“Kyung, you little shit! Argh! Be gentler, would you?” The older brother groans in pain.

“No way. This is your punishment. You think I could clean every dust in this house all by myself? Ha! From now on, it’s your duty!” Kyungsoo sends a glare at him.

“What the hell? Cleaning is yours!” Joonmyeon protests.

“It’s yours now! Be thankful that Jongin didn’t leave you alone to desert somewhere!”







Jongin watches in amusement at the bickering between the two brothers. It’s really refreshing and entertaining to see such brothers with cold outer appearance bickering like little kids.

Kyungsoo nags about the many wounds he needs to treat. Joonmyeon says he can do it alone, but the younger says nothing other than continuing to clean every inch of him.

“Don’t get into fights anymore. I don’t like it.” Kyungsoo says silently, dabbing the dried blood clean from Joonmyeon’s back.

The older male nods. “I’ll try. Sorry.”

“And no alcohol as well.”

“Okay.”

“And no wasting money!”

“I know.”











As Kyungsoo leaves with an excuse of cooking into the kitchen (while Jongin thinks that maybe he just wants to cry in relief at the comeback of his older brother), Jongin clears his throat and succeed in grabbing the older male’s attention on him.

“Um, I don’t think I have properly introduced myself. I’m Jongin, uh, Kyungsoo’s… lover?”

Joonmyeon narrows his eyes on him. “I don’t remember giving any blessing to you to have my Kyungie.”

Jongin stutters. “Um, hello, uh, Joonmyeon-nim, I… can we talk about something very important?”

The older male seems to notice the serious turn of the conversation. “What is it?”

“About the companies, I mean… my grandfather took over Do’s Empire, the shares are now under my name.”

Joonmyeon nods silently. Jongin takes it as a cue to continue.

“I might have cut every tie with my grandfather but the company is under my name and I can proudly say that I’m the sole owner of it. Including Do’s shares, too.”

“Why are you telling me this?” Joonmyeon asks silently, looking into his eyes.

Jongin fumbles with his fingers. “I’m still young and I need someone who can help me in doing this business. My grandfather and the late Mr. Do once had been business partners and as far as I know, two companies were great working together.”

Silent fills the living room.

“I want to propose that we make a join companies. I will take the Do’s shares out from Kim’s and you are free to lead the Do’s Empire once again.”

The older male stares at him. “Why would you do this? That old bastard had done all his might to take everything away from our family.”

“I don’t think it’s fair. I’m working and doing business that I barely understand about and with other people’s shares under my name, I can’t do that. I’m offering you a join and we can work together for a better future.”

“How do I know you are not going to betray me like what your old man did to my father?”

Jongin keeps a strong gaze. “I promise you I won’t. I love Kyungsoo and I respect you, Joonmyeon-nim. I will do anything in my might to make Kyungsoo happy, and the first step is to have you back in his life.”

Joonmyeon ponders for a moment, hesitation still clouding his mind.

“Please think and consider my offer, Joonmyeon-nim.” Jongin literally begs.

“Just… just call me hyung. It sounds weird to hear you call me that.” Joonmyeon grumbles.

Jongin nods and waits.

After quite a moment, Joonmyeon sighs. “Alright. But you better keep your promise. I can end you if you ever back out.”

Jongin smiles and thanks him again and again.

Joonmyeon smirks, despite having his lips split, and offers his hand.

“I’m looking forward to work with you, Mr. Kim.”

Jongin stares at the offered hand and grins. “I hope for your guidance, Mr. Do.”

Kyungsoo’s voice comes breaking their business talk. “Nini, help me prepare the table! Hyung, you start your cleaning duty today!”

Jongin runs almost immediately to cater to his lover, while Joonmyeon groans.











“How’s baby today?” Jongin asks as he is sitting onto the carpeted floor while Kyungsoo is on the couch.

Kyungsoo smiles. “The baby misses you.”

“I miss you, too, baby. Dad misses you, always.” Jongin says while nuzzling against the already-swollen tummy. Kyungsoo laughs at him.

“How’s work?” The little journalist asks, carding his fingers through Jongin’s hair. The male closes his eyes and hums.

“Nothing new. But I gain back the clients and I will have a new project soon.”

Kyungsoo bends down to kiss his head. “I’m glad.”

Jongin looks up. “But it’s boring without you in my office. I can’t steal glances at you.” He pouts. Kyungsoo pinches his pouting lips.

“So you admit that you stare at me a lot?”

“What do I say? You are too pretty to be ignored.”

Kyungsoo pinches his cheek and Jongin whines.

“How come someone so childish is having a kid on the way?” Kyungsoo asks, playing with the male’s cheeks. Jongin swats his hands away before hugging Kyungsoo’s waist and burying his face into his thighs, eliciting a squeak from the other.

“At least the other father is a mature one.” He grins up. Kyungsoo scoffs in disbelief.

“I’m afraid of my kid’s future.” He says while rubbing his tummy.

Jongin pouts, before he talks to his tummy. “Baby, you daddy is mean. He teases dad a lot.”

Kyungsoo laughs. “The baby can’t hear you yet, silly!”

“I don’t care! Baby listens to me better.”

“What do you say?”

“Ah, baby replies me! Yes? What did you say, baby?” Jongin feigns in listening as he presses his head against the tummy. Kyungsoo laughs at his act.

“Jongin, stop that!”











Joonmyeon dries his hands after finishing his cleaning duty. As he walks into the living room, he sees such sight of Jongin talking and pressing his ear on his brother’s stomach.





“The baby can’t hear you yet, silly!”

“I don’t care! Baby listens to me better.”

“What do you say?”

“Ah, baby replies me! Yes? What did you say, baby?”

“Jongin, stop that!”





He is surprised to know that his brother is expecting and from the look of it, Jongin seems to be the other father. Dread fills him for knowing that his brother is tainted and no longer pure, but relief fills him because Kyungsoo looks very happy now.

As he watches the couple laughing and stealing kisses, Joonmyeon leans against the wall for a moment to watch such precious sight.

It brings a smile on his lips, before he turns on his heels to leave the two lovebirds alone.









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A/N: Two chapters left! No more angst~ hehe
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