Hello Chap. 18

[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 18



Kibum worries his lip as he chews down on it. People might be wondering why there is a guy standing in the middle of the walk street, looking all nervous and panicky, but Kibum could care less for now.

Okay, so now he is running out of idea.

A shadow looms in front of him and Kibum looks up, lifting his gaze off of his fidgeting shoes. There is someone standing there in front of him and Kibum wonders where he had seen this person before because the person seems oddly familiar. There is a smile sent to him and Kibum tilts his head aside questioningly.

“Um,” he stutters for a second.

“It’s been a long time, Kibummie… Don’t tell me you have forgotten about this old man?” The person asks with a warm smile and Kibum chokes on his saliva.

“G-Grandpa?”

“That’s right. Look at you. You have grown into a fine young man.”

Kibum still can’t believe his own eyes. Grandpa is here? Right in front of him? Standing there with a smile and looking so healthy?

“Grandpa- but- how- I mean –”

Grandpa laughs at him. The old man reaches for his hand and holds it. Kibum shudders because oh he misses Grandpa so much. He hasn’t seen him for so many years and he hasn’t changed at all! Except of getting old but he still looks so kind and lovely.

“Do you have time, Kibummie? How about a cup of warm tea with this old man?

“O-Okay,” Kibum mutters, forgetting everything and he gets ushered into the car he himself doesn’t realize has been parked right behind him.

Grandpa talks to him while the driver drives the car away. They arrive at a private tea house and Kibum still can’t get over the fact about how rich some people are.

“Kibummie, how are you?” The old man asks with a smile right after a cup of tea is served for each of them.

“I-I’m good, Grandpa.” Kibum stutters. “How about you? When did you get back?”

“Oh, I got back here just a few hours ago.”

“You should have rested.”

“How can I rest when I know that my grandson’s life is about to be ruined?”

Kibum locks his lips at the mention of the grandson. Oh, right. Jonghyun. He needs to stop the engagement.

“Grandpa –”

“What were you doing standing in front of the building just a while ago?” The old man cuts him, looking too serious for his liking. Kibum gulps the saliva down his dry throat and he glances away.

“I- I was just… just trying to meet Jonghyun.”

“You are still in contact with Jonghyun?” Grandpa looks interested as a tiny smile is playing on his lips.

Kibum nods. “Yeah, we… we met a while back.”

“How come?”

“I… Grandpa, you are really curious, aren’t you?” He teases to break the tension and the old man laughs softly; his hoarse voice sends Kibum a sense of calm.

“Of course! You don’t know how long I have been wondering about the people. During my treatment, I can’t help but to worry about you young people.”

“But you are now healthy, right, Grandpa?”

“Yes, yes. Don’t try to change the topic, Kibummie.”

“Oops.” Kibum snickers. “Um, well, the school I’m working for is having some kind of cooperation with Kim Media Group so that’s how we met again.”

“And are you still in goof term with Jonghyun?”

Kibum’s breathe hitches and it doesn’t go unnoticed by the old man.

“Kibum? Tell me everything.”

“Grandpa –”

“I need to know everything if you want this to work, Kibum.” Grandpa presses and Kibum blinks. What does he mean?

“I- We went out together and a few meetings turned into a habit and… and old wounds and feelings were reopened again and- Grandpa, it hurts.” He whispers softly.

The old man watches him with a soft gaze. “You still have feelings for him.”

“O-Of course I do!” Kibum admits. It’s easier now after he had admitted it to himself. “I could never… forget him.”

Grandpa says nothing as Kibum fiddles with the cup of the tea. The drink has gone cold for the whole time they are talking.

“Jonghyun, he… he wanted to get back with me but I, the dumbest person ever, didn’t give him an answer. And now he is about to be engaged to someone else.”

“Jonghyun has never stopped loving you.”

Kibum lifts his head up in surprise. Grandpa sends him an amused look. “What? I might be old and sick, but I remember every single thing my grandson told me.”

“I… I still love him, too.” He mutters lowly.

“I know.” Grandpa smiles at him. “And that’s why I’m here, Kibum.”

Kibum stares at him questioningly.

“I’m truly sorry for what my son had done to you and your family. He didn’t only bring misfortune to you, but towards his own son, too. Jonghyun is suffering a lot because of his father’s greed. But this is my turn to take care of this.”

“Grandpa…?”

“I ask you once again. You love Jonghyun, don’t you, Kibum?”

Yeah. Who is he kidding with?

“Yes. Yes, I love him.” He answers with certainty.

The old man smiles proudly. “Then let’s begin the game.”

“Game? W-What game?”

Grandpa grins. “The engagement game.”











Kibum is puzzled by the time he is dropped onto his own place. Grandpa has given him subtle hints about what he is about to do.

The only thing that Grandpa keeps repeating to him is that: “Get ready tomorrow. My driver will come pick you up and that’s when our game will begin.”

“What the hell, Grandpa? I don’t understand!” Kibum grunts, throwing himself to his bed.

He sighs.

He didn’t get to see Jonghyun again today. He picks his phone and dials the numbers he has been dialing for the last few days. He gets connected to voicemail again and Kibum groans in annoyance.

“When will I get to see or hear from him?”

Soon, Kibum. Soon.











Kibum gulps as a limousine stops right in front of him. The driver comes down and gives him a polite bow.

“Master Kim has ordered me to drive you to the place.”

He could only nod as the door is opened for him and Kibum yelps when he sees the wide interior of the car. Can he really sit here? He won’t break anything, right?

The car drives and Kibum watches the outside world through the window. Where is he heading? The driver doesn’t say anything earlier so it’s still a secret place.

He sighs. Today’s the engagement party. It’s in less than three hours, in exact. He can’t really do anything to stop it, doesn’t he? With a hand supporting his chin against the window, Kibum leans his head aside and watches the passing and blurred lights of the other vehicles.

The sky is colored in dark orange in this evening and Kibum smiles up at the sight.

If Jonghyun is really his to have, then he will get him back. If not, then it means they are not destined to be together. Yeah, that’s more like it.

At least he had once had the chance to be with Jonghyun for quite a time. He doesn’t regret the time they had spent the time together. The only regret he has is he didn’t get to tell Jonghyun that he loves him too. He always has. He never stops.

The car stops and the driver opens the door for him. Kibum thanks him and stops as he realizes that the ballroom party is the place he has arrived at. What does Grandpa mean with this?

A woman comes to escort him and with a soft sigh, Kibum follows after her.





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Jonghyun stands in front of the mirror. He has been practicing his speech for the whole day. He doesn’t need to ruin the engagement party and even to anger his father. He has had enough.

He stares at his fake smile on his reflection on the mirror. It’s good.

The smile slips off of his face without he even realizes and Jonghyun sighs. He can’t do this. He doesn’t want to do this. But he needs to.

There is a knock on the door and Jonghyun snaps his head around, finding himself shocked at the presence of his grandpa.

“…g-grandpa?” He calls, unsure whether he is imagining because of stress or this is really happening.

The old man smiles at him. “Yes, Jonghyunnie.”

“You are real? I’m not… not imagining things?”

He gets a pat on his head and Jonghyun is taken aback because it feels real. The warmth is real on his head. He looks up in shock.

“I’m here. You don’t have to worry about anything now.”

Jonghyun blinks, his eyes slowly blurred with tears.

“Grandpa.” He calls again to make sure that he is not dreaming. The old man coos at him, his wrinkled thumbs wipe the unshed tears away. Jonghyun’s face scrunches up and he is trying his best to not spill his tears.

“You have grown so big. I’m so proud of you.”

Jonghyun chuckles breathlessly, a smile slowly widening across his face and he can’t even hold himself back from crying. Grandpa wipes his tears and pats his cheeks, giving him a smile to assure him that it’s okay now.

“I’m sure you have so many questions to me, but it’s not the right time for it. I want to ask about this engagement. Are you sure, Jonghyun?”

“No,” he answers almost immediately without having to think, “I’m not sure, but I can’t do anything.”

The old man caresses his perfectly slicked hair. “I know you all too well, dear. I don’t want you to regret this. Before you are too late, I want you to make a choice.”

“What choice, Grandpa?” Jonghyun wipes his tears away.

“I want you to make the right choice. Be happy, this is your life. When you have chosen the right choice, the car is at the back.” Grandpa says, stepping back. He walks away towards the door and Jonghyun is left in confusion.

“Oh, Jonghyun,” Grandpa calls before he gets out, “I hope you choose what I want you to choose.”

Grandpa walks out and then enters Kibum.

“Hi.” Kibum calls softly, feeling so nervous. Jonghyun’s eyes widen in surprise.

“W-What are you… doing here?”

“Grandpa brought me here.”

“Oh.” Jonghyun wets his lips, feeling them drying up for being so nervous upon seeing Kibum standing right in front of his very own eyes.

“How- How are you?” He croaks out, trying his best to avoid Kibum’s eyes.

“I’m fine- no, I’m not fine.” Kibum says, finally deciding to be honest. This is the chance for him to make everything right.

Jonghyun blinks at his answer and when he looks up, Kibum is sporting a look that he can’t tear his gaze away from. The look seems so sad and regretful and Jonghyun can’t even glance away. He feels as if being pulled into it.

“I’m not okay. I’m- I miss you.” Kibum mutters, gripping onto his coat. “I’m sorry for that last time but I… I miss you, Jjong.”

Jonghyun feels his self slowly crumbles down and he takes a step forward. Kibum follows him; two steps, three steps, four steps, five steps, until they are only a few inches away.

“Don’t do this, Jonghyun. Please, I… I don’t want to see you with someone else.”

Jonghyun bends his head down. “Why?”

“I’m,” Kibum whispers, pausing, “I love you. Please take me back.”

Jonghyun lifts his head and he sees so many emotions flashing in Kibum’s teary eyes. With a hesitant hand, he tries touching Kibum’s face to wipe the unshed tears.

Kibum looks up, sending him a pleading gaze, and that’s when Jonghyun’s walls crumble completely. He cups his face and tilts his head, slowly pulling him in for a kiss. Kibum closes his eyes when their lips met and he lifts his arms to tug Jonghyun close.

Their lips slide eagerly, tears slipping down to the slope of their face, arms clutching each other closer, ruining the perfectly slicked hair as fingers slip in, but no one could care less.

They are finally okay now.









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A/N: Finally they meet! Two more chapters left!
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