Beautiful Butterfly Chap. 23

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Beautiful Butterfly

Pairing: Kaisoo

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

Length: Series

Summary: Because sometimes, all Jongin has to do is just following the clumsy Kyungsoo and lets the boy breaks the ignorant demeanor he has. Just like when he sees a butterfly. Just stares and follows, and it will show you its beauty and gracefulness.

















Chapter 23



“Are you… are you doing fine? Do you work too hard? You don’t forget your lunch, don’t you? Are you tired? Hyung, answer me, I just –”

A broken sob leaves his mouth.

“Jongin hyung, do you want to… break up with me?” Kyungsoo chokes out the question he avoids the most, his eyes squeezing shut.

He misses the way Jongin hyung’s eyes widening in shock or the way his mouth parts to say something. He could only focus on the way his heart feels like it’s going to burst out in pain. He wants to scream at Jongin hyung for being a jerk and for hurting him like this.

“Ky –”

“You do, hyung? You want to break up?” He says in between his sobbing as he wipes his tears away with his sleeve. He couldn’t even look at Jongin hyung. He is afraid that if he as much as looks into his eyes, he would be begging on his knees for him to take him back.

Kyungsoo clears his throat, sniffling his nose. “Okay. Let’s break up, hyung.”

His heart is thundering in his chest. Half of him is hoping that Jongin hyung would say something like disagreement, but when none comes, he is sure as fuck that Jongin hyung and him are over.

“Thank you… for everything. This is- this is going to be the last time, I hope… I hope we could be happy after this. I… I love you, Jongin hyung. I’m sorry.”

He fights himself to not cry again. Enough of humiliating himself in front of this man. He needs to regain back his pride.

“I will pack my things away and, and I will be gone as soon as possible. T-Thanks for being so kind to me. I will just… just excuse myself.”

Kyungsoo turns on his heels, speed walking to the door and reaching for the knob, until he stops.

“Oh.” He mutters, “Your girlfriend is pretty, hyung, the one with you at the jewelry shop.”

Kyungsoo walks out, whispering a soft, “Goodbye,” before he closes the door tightly.

“Hyung,” he calls for his brother, choking on his tears. Minseok hyung pulls him close to his chest as Kyungsoo cries, gasping for air.

“Soo, what’s wrong?!”

“T-Take me- o-o-out of he-here.” He begs, choking on his breathe and in the verge of hyperventilating. Minseok hyung helps him walks and they goes down, back to his car.

Kyungsoo’s whole body shakes as he cries. Just for this last time, he promises to himself, no more crying after this.











Minseok hyung drives him back to the apartment and Kyungsoo begs to be left alone. His brother insists to stay with him but Kyungsoo pushes him out of the place. He ignores the knocking onto the door and slides down to his knees, sobbing.

It’s over. End. Done.

Kyungsoo stands up, sniffing his runny nose and wiping his tears away. He walks away from the door, stumbling over the couch and the coffee table, yet he ignores the pain as he stalks into the bedroom.

He grabs his suitcases and folds his clothes one by one, stuffing them in. His books, his necessities, stuffing them all, throwing the cute and lovely post-it notes into the bin. He grabs his shampoo, toothbrush, grabbing everything he owns into his suitcases to make sure he doesn’t leave anything.

Halfway in folding his clothes, Kyungsoo stops when he finds Jongin hyung’s shirt in between his clothes. Unwanted memories and feelings come creeping back and Kyungsoo finds himself crying again.

He clutches the shirt into his chest and he promises, really promises, to himself that this will be the real last time for him to cry.





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“…wait!” Jongin mutters when the door closes, his voice echoing in the empty office room. He can hear his heart is beating so fast in his ears.

What have he done? Did Kyungsoo just break up with him?

“Fuck, what have I done?” Jongin clutches onto his head, groaning in anger to himself.

No, he can’t—

Jongin stumbles out of his chair, almost falling over onto the floor, but he finally reaches for the door and slams it open. No Kyungsoo.

Does that mean he is late?





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Minseok stops knocking onto the door when Kyungsoo won’t even let him in. He doesn’t even want to leave his little brother alone but he needs to beat the shit of a certain bastard.

With his fists tight on the steering wheel, Minseok drives back to his office with his head is filled in thousands of different ideas in murdering someone. No one in the building dares to greet him as his face is red in anger.

He stomps his way into the office, slamming the door open and closing it behind his back. There he is; the bastard.

“You fucker!” Minseok roars, grabbing Jongin by his collar and throwing a punch over his face. All morals be damned, he is not going to stop. He won’t let anyone hurting his brother off that easily. So what if he loses the job, at least he could do something useful.

“How dare you?! And you call yourself a man?! Fuck you!” He shouts, straddling Jongin over and landing another punch.

“This is for making my brother cried! This is for breaking his heart! This is for lying to him!”

He couldn’t even remember how many hits he has landed onto Jongin’s, Minseok can’t even stop himself. His head is filled with rage and anger. He can’t stop.

“This is from Kyungsoo, you fucktard!”

Minseok feels hands holding him back and he is breathing heavily when the employees are pulling him back from killing the boss. Jongin is hardly breathing, his face is bleeding, but his eyes scream apology towards Minseok.

“Mr. Do! Please calm down!”

Minseok can’t even feel his hand. His fist is bleeding and throbbing. He is so mad, he could kill Jongin.

“Fuck off!” He screams, struggling to be let go.

No one wants to let him go and Minseok takes breathes in to calm himself. That’s when he realizes what he has done. It’s scary because he doesn’t even realize it, but he doesn’t regret it. Jongin needs a few beatings.

“Let me go. I’m okay.” Jongin’s cracking voice says to the employees. They obey him and help him sit back up on his seat. Minseok glares hard at him.

“Let him go and leave us alone.”

“But Mr. Kim –”

“It’s an order.” Jongin presses and the employees walk out of the room, leaving the two of them alone again.

Minseok grips onto his fists to hold himself back from attacking him again. Jongin says nothing as he wipes his blood with his sleeve.

“I don’t have the right to be forgiven, but still, I’m sorry.” Jongin mutters, looking up into Minseok’s eyes.

“You don’t know how much you made my brother suffered.” Minseok says silently.

Jongin bends his head down. “I know. I know now. I’m such a jerk.”

“You are.”

“Do you… Kyungsoo would listen to me?” He asks, hopeful. Minseok takes a deep breathe to calm himself down.

“I don’t know. I won’t, if I were him.”

Jongin nods. “I won’t too, if I were him.” He agrees.

Minseok’s breathing has gradually back to normal before he sighs and he rubs his face. “Fuck. What have you done, Jongin? You promise love to my brother and then you go breaking him just because of a misunderstanding!”

The wounded male shuts his mouth.

“I wonder too… why I was so mad.” Jongin says softly, “I knew it was just a misunderstanding but I just… I couldn’t stop myself from being angry. I don’t like it… when I saw someone else with him, I just… I don’t know what the fuck is happening with me.”

Minseok closes his eyes, his fingers come up to massage his temple.

“Kyungsoo loves you, Jongin. You should have known this better than anyone else.”

Jongin winces. “Yeah.”

“My brother had been very clingy to you ever since he was thirteen.”

“I know. Fuck, I’m sorry.” Jongin groans, “Everything’s my fault.”

“I’m sorry, too,” Minseok says, “for beating you up. I just can’t hold myself back.”

Jongin gives a strained smile. “It’s okay. You help me realize everything.”

Minseok sends him a tight lipped smile. Jongin glances at him. “Seok, can I know where Kyungsoo is right now?”

Minseok clamps his mouth shut. He doesn’t want to tell Jongin about his brother but Jongin needs to clean his mess.

“Your apartment. This is the last chance, Kim Jongin. If Kyungsoo doesn’t want you back, I’m not going to let you see him again.”

“Okay. Thank you.” Jongin says, grabbing his car key.

Minseok watches his long time friend rushes out of the room. He sighs, “Good luck, friend.”











Jongin parks his car in the parking lot and rushes up to his apartment floor. He really hopes Kyungsoo would let him explain. He kows he fucked up but he really needs to apologize and to explain himself.

The lift goes up and Jongin feels his heart is beating so heart in his chest. If he lost Kyungsoo because of his stupidity, well fuck, everything is his fault.

As he punches the code into his apartment, Jongin imagines Kyungsoo greeting him with his cute smile and a soft kiss on his mouth. Oh, it is just his imagination because as soon as he gets inside, he is greeted with two boxes and a suitcase.

He gulps down nervously, walking towards the bedroom, where he hears soft noises.

Kyungsoo is there, sitting in the middle of the bed, crying into his knees. Jongin’s heart wrenches in pain and he hears his own voice telling him stupid, dumb, fool, idiot, and every word fits for him.

He stands by the bed, staring down at Kyungsoo who is still crying pitifully. Jongin wets his dry lip.

“Soo,” he calls.

Kyungsoo looks up, his face flushed, his eyes swollen and red. The boy scrambles away, giving his back to him, “I-I’m sorry I will go out right now. I’m d-done with my things, I will –”

“Don’t go.” Jongin mutters, scooping the boy into his arms and burying his face into the back of the boy’s neck.

Kyungsoo stiffens under his touch. Jongin can’t blame him.

“E-Excuse me I just –”

“I’m sorry, please let me explain,” Jongin chokes out, feeling his tears spilling out. Kyungsoo goes slack in his arms and he hears soft sniffs again.

“What e-else do you want? We are over.” Kyungsoo mutters pitifully. Jongin shakes his head, tightening his arms around the boy.

“No, I don’t agree in breaking up.”

“You ignore me. You don’t want to listen to me. You don’t answer to my call. You want to break up.” Kyungsoo points out, gripping onto the bed sheet. Jongin sniffs, pecking his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, I just… I was just so angry with that boy. I don’t like it when someone else touched you, I’m just being an idiot.” He admits, by now crying heavily. He can’t imagine how much he had hurt Kyungsoo.

“You don’t want to listen to me. You said I’m just flirting around.” Kyungsoo says again.

Jongin shakes his head. “I’m sorry, I was blinded by anger I don’t even know what I was saying.”

“You don’t answer to my calls. You don’t come back. You leave me alone.”

“I… I was so angry that I slammed my phone and it broke into pieces. I just… I could get a new phone but I was just so scared. I’m scared that you will hate me and, and you will leave me I don’t want that, Soo. I- fuck, I just don’t know how to face you.” He sobs, his whole body shakes as he cries into Kyungsoo’s shoulder.

The younger boy says nothing. Jongin lets him be.

“And you have a girlfriend, hyung.” Kyungsoo whispers sadly, his voice coming out so soft.

Jongin clutches him tightly. “That’s not my girlfriend. You won’t believe me but she is my oldest sister. I’m sorry that you have to see that. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Kyungsoo.”

The boy struggles to be let go but Jongin won’t let him. Kyungsoo makes a move to turn around and Jongin loosens his hold on him, but not letting him go.

Kyungsoo turns around, his eyes bloodshot and Jongin feels so sorry towards him.

The younger boy lifts his hand and slaps him on his cheek. Jongin closes his eyes, his tears roll down onto his stinging cheek.

“You hurt me so bad.” Kyungsoo chokes out, sobbing.

Then he slaps him again on his other cheek. Jongin stays silent, keeping his eyes closed. If this is how Kyungsoo would vent out his anger and frustration, he would let him. He would let Kyungsoo hit him over and over again.

“You told me you love me but you accused me of flirting around.” Kyungsoo says, his tone growing hard on each second.

Another slap. “You ignored my calls. You ran away from the problem. You are a coward.”

Another slap. “You made me missed you like crazy, you made me cry in my sleep.”

Then another slap. “You made me thought you don’t want me anymore. You made me thought you have a girlfriend.”

And another slap. “Yet I still love you so fucking much.”

Jongin opens his eyes, finding Kyungsoo’s crying face scrunching up. The boy lifts his hand again and Jongin squeezes his eyes close. No slap comes to him and he can only hear Kyungsoo’s sobs.

“I love you so much. I hate you for that.” Kyungsoo says, before he cups the male’s face and kisses his lips. Jongin cries, his tears rolling down and they collide with Kyungsoo’s. He tightens his hold around Kyungsoo as they kiss after such a long time.









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A/N: Two more chapters left! Enough slaps for him? :')