Pairing: KyuMin, slight!EunHae
Genre: Angst, Romance, Friendship, Dark, Smut, Yaoi, AU
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters and the plot. This is inspired by the novel 'Fifty Shades of Grey'
Warning: boy-to-boy relationships, language
Summary: Behind every beautiful face lie very dark secrets.
Prologue 1 2 3
"Yes, I am gay, Sungmin-ssi."
I try walking as fast as I can just to be away from Kyuhyun. I just rejected his offer of staying at his hotel for a while to calm myself down since I almost got bumped by a truck due to my carelessness. I can't even look at him in the eye for everything that is happening right is too much for me to handle. Everything is alien to me. It makes me confused... he makes me confused. His presence is too overwhelming that it hurts.
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"I don't do the boyfriend thing, Sungmin-ssi."
I run towards behind the nearest wall where Kyuhyun couldn't see me. I lean on it as I hug myself, trying to stop my tears from falling. The feeling of his strong arms wrapped around my waist and his warm body pressed onto my back when he pulled me away from the road still linger on my body.
"For the photoshoot, the tea, and for saving me. I have to go."
"...Good luck with your exams."
He dismissed me just like that. What do I expect from someone like him? I knew from the start that he's the type who will never commit - and that's one thing I most wanted. Who am I, the male version of Cinderella? An ordinary guy who makes a prince fall in love with him? Come on, Sungmin, fairytales are so not true, especially if you're both males!
Thanks to my undying love of reading romantic novels, here I am crying my heart out, with my face buried on my folded knees. I tighten my hug on my legs as my chest clenches that I find it hard to breathe.
I never knew how it feels to be rejected because I'm always the one who does it. Though I am an unattractive man - pale-skinned, slightly chubby and small for an average Korean male - I do have some admirers, boys and girls. However, none of them, with the exception of the opposite sex since I am gay, caught my interest. Come to think of it, I can always go for Kim Kibum or Kim Jongwoon, but they have never made me cry alone on a dark corner of an alley.
This is so not me. I have to stand up and get on with life. I just won't let this Cho Kyuhyun hinder my success. I will focus on my final exams and graduate. Lee Sungmin, forget him now. Just like what he said, he's not the man for you. Stop aiming for what's impossible.
Donghae smiles at me as I hop in his Audi. I grin back at him.
"So, how are the exams?" he asks while he starts the engine.
I sigh and lean on the backrest, raising my arms to stretch it. I moan in satisfaction. "I think I did good. Hell week is finally over! All we have to do now is wait for the results and the graduation day!"
He nods and chuckles, the veins on his arm becomes visible as he turns the steering wheel. Hae is really attractive as a man, and to be honest, if we weren't best friends, we might end up being a couple. Fortunately, we only see each other as brothers. Now, that's a joke.
I divert my gaze to the view outside, my thoughts suddenly wander to that unbelievably young CEO of one of the biggest companies in Asia. I remember that disturbed look on his face when I snapped at him before I walked away. It bothers me. He looks so lost like a baby searching for his mommy.
What is he doing right now? Is he okay? Does he think of me? Oh god, Sungmin, though you survived hell week without thinking of Kyuhyun, you shouldn't still think of him right now!
But... I can't help it... he drives me crazy.
We enter the dormitory building and the ahjumma at the front desk calls us. She hands us a brown paper bag while saying, "Careful, Min-ah, it will break."
Curious, I grab the bag and to my shock, I discover that inside it is a bottle.
"Who sent this?"
The ahjumma tapped the tip of her pen on her chin. "A big guy who looks like a bodyguard of a tycoon... I forgot his name, sorry."
Shindong-ssi? I nod. "Okay, thanks."
I am quiet the whole time Hae and I are heading to our room, trying to figure out why Cho sent me something, more importantly, why a wine? I'm a hundred percent sure that this is wine; after seeing his collection on his office. Is this one of it?
Hae opens the door, throws his bag on the sofa and faces me, his gaze landing on the paper bag I am holding. "Open it, Min."
I fight the urge to roll my eyes for my roommate is being in his bossy self again, but I open the package, anyways. I am correct. It is a wine. However, one thing I didn't expect is a small card with the bottle. I pick it as I place the bottle on the side table near me, reading what's written on it.
What? I recognize this one being quoted by an English writer named Samuel Johnson, but what is he trying to say? I grab the wine bottle, and... oh my god, this is a 1787 Chateau d'Yquem! This is one of the rarest wines in the world! Geez, he is extremely rich!
"Do you know who gave you that?"
Hae snaps me out from my admiring of the wine. I sigh a bit exasperatedly. "Who else?"
He raises an eyebrow. "Cho?" I nod.
Hae then grabs my shoulders and looks at me straight in the eye, his face showing seriousness. "Min, he's totally in to you! I mean, why would he give you that? Even so, I am still convinced that he is a bad guy."
I didn't speak. I am still preoccupied in finding for the meaning behind the quote. Is he talking about me or him? Oh Cho Kyuhyun... you are such a complicated man.
"You know what, Min, Jongwoon-hyung invites us to go to the bar, are you in?"
Without any hesitation, I nod. Maybe, just maybe, I can forget Cho Kyuhyun again through this.
Together, we gulp our margaritas. We are here to celebrate the end of our school life and welcome the real world, which will bring us harder and more complex problems, so we're enjoying ourselves now that we aren't still thinking of anything.
We drink and drink continuously until our minds are already fuzzy. It's been long since I last experienced having fun with my friends like this.
I turn the faucet off and stare at my reflection on the large mirror. My face is wet and worn out... I'm such an ugly duckling. I snort. Why did I ever think that Cho Kyuhyun likes me? We're obviously total opposites, both inside and out. We won't get along. He's not into commitment, while I am. He does not believe in love, while I do. What will happen to us if we are together?
And then I remember that wine he sent me. I hate him; he's so mysterious.
I bring my phone out and browse through my call history. The last one I called is an unregistered number, but I know it is Cho's. I press the call button and lean on the cold tiled wall as I listen to the ringing sound. I don't know why I am grinning.
"Sungmin?" he answers in a sleepy voice, and my heart skips a beat. How did he know that it's me?
"Are you drunk?"
"How's your day, Kyu? Is it fine? Because mine's reeeeaaaalllyyy fine~!" I can't stop my mouth from babbling.
"Where are you?" he sounds angry now.
"What is it to you?"
"I'm just... curious. Tell me where you are ri-"
"Why did you send me the wine, Kyuhyun?"
"Sungmin, I want to know where are you."
I giggle. I find an angry Kyuhyun somewhat cute. "Somewheerreee~"
"What the fuck, Sungmin?!" Oohh... Cho Kyuhyun is swearing at me.
"God, you sound so sexy swearing..."
"Nighty night, Kyuhyunnie~"
And so I end the call. He didn't tell me the reason for giving me that wine, though. I once again look at the mirror blankly, trying to clear my drunken mind.'
Crap, did I just call Cho Kyuhyun?! Why on earth did I do that?! And what the fuck is Kyuhyunnie? I yelp as my phone rang.
"H-Hey..." I say while facepalming. I am now mentally cursing myself for being so stupid.
"I am coming to get you." And then he hangs up. Shit, he's coming to get me. But... but I didn't tell him where I am, so he wouldn't be able to find me unless he searches for every bar in Seoul. We'll be surely gone by the time he reaches this place.
Hurriedly, I go back to our table and I see Hae giggling at what Minho, his photographer for the school paper, whispered to him. I think he is not aware that Minho's arm is draped around his neck.
"Hae," I shout, and he looks at me, his eyes half-lidded. "I'll just go out. I need fresh air." He nods and waves his hand at me. Great, he's out of it. Minho might take advantage of him, knowing that the guy likes him.
I try to make my way to the wild crowd. I want to get out as soon as possible because my vision starts to spin and I don't want to faint here. I know I cannot handle too much alcohol, but I took more than what I can. And now, I feel like everything I see is doubled and it's like the floor is slanted. I think I'm gonna be sick, ugh.
Then, someone patted my shoulder. It is Jongwoon-hyung.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asks, his eyebrows furrowed whilst he moves closer to wrap an arm around my waist.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I try to push him away, but my arms are too weak to even make him move an inch.
"Min, please..." he says, his voice lowering. Even though my vision's a bit blurry, I could see the darkening of his eyes as he inches towards me, pressing his body with mine. His body is warm, but it doesn't feel good unlike the way Kyuhyun's warmth embraces me.
"You know I like you, Min..." he whispers, his hand cups my nape as he leans his face closer, while his other hand grips my waist to stop me from moving. Oh fuck, he's going to kiss me!
"No, hyung... please stop..." I can already feel his breath on my lips. I shiver when he starts trailing kisses on my cheeks to my jaw. But, I really don't want this. I only see you as a brother, and it will never be more than that.
"I think he already said no." Holy bunny, Cho Kyuhyun is really here! But how...?
"Cho," Jongwoon-hyung says as he lets go of me. Kyuhyun is throwing death glares at Jongwoon-hyung. Disrespectful brat. Does he know that Jongwoon is older than me and I am older than him? But then, I feel something churn in my stomach, and before I knew it, I vomit on the ground.
Jongwoon-hyung skips away from me due to shock, while Kyuhyun pushes me to a flowerbed and there he strokes my back to let me throw up. As much as I want to push him away, my body betrays me and continues making me feel sick, so I'll stay clutching onto his arm like it's my life line. I will never, ever, ever drink again.
He tightens his grip on my hand and my waist as he helps me to stand up, but in spite of my emptied stomach, I still feel hazy that I can't stand on my own. I hear Jongwoon-hyung saying that he'll go inside first and wait for me there.
"Come, let me take you home..." he offers me.
"I need to tell Hae."
"My brother can do that."
I narrow my eyes at him. He shrugs. "My brother, Eunhyuk, is here with me. And he's now talking to Donghae-ssi."
But insist that I tell Hae. He denies again, but gives in after a good pleading. We enter the noisy place and search for my best friend. Apparently, a grumpy Minho tells us that he's on the dance floor with a guy named Eunhyuk, who is Kyuhyun's brother.
Suddenly, he leads me to the dance floor. Since I'm still feeling light, I didn't try stopping him though I am not confident in my dancing skills. Yeah, I am once part of the dance troupe, but I stopped six years ago.
He stops and faces me, pushing me to him by holding my waist. My hands automatically land on his defined chest. That's the only time I notice his outfit. I nearly drooled at the sight of his fitted shirt that has its first three buttons undone, exposing his chest. He looks so yummy... and he smells so fresh... I want to bury my face on his neck and just inhale his scent all night. You're being a pervert again, Sungmin.
I bite my lips and he seems to have noticed my discomfort, so he takes my hands and places it on his nape before moving. Oh my god, he can dance. He presses my closer while he moves his body to the beat of the music, his gray eyes staring down at me like he's hypnotizing me.
Still not letting go of me, he shifts us to the other side of the dance floor, and I now find ourselves beside Eunhyuk and Donghae. Holy shit, Donghae is so close to Kyuhyun's brother that their crotches are already grinding with each other! Donghae is only like that to someone he likes.
Then, Kyuhyun leans over to the lanky black-haired and shouts something to him. Eunhyuk nods and grins widely that his gums can already be seen. I watch Eunhyuk abruptly pull Hae to him and say something to him, and my best friend just nods before grinning at me and wave me goodbye.
As I let Kyuhyun pull me out of the noisy, hot place, my head spins again, and the last thing I hear before everything turns black is Kyuhyun's cursing.
I wake up at the smell of pancakes. Slowly, I raise my body to sit, only to clutch on my head because of the sudden pain I feel in my head. I swear I won't drink again anymore.
I look around the unfamiliar place. Damn it, I can't remember anything. I only know that I went out with Hae, Minho and Jongwoon-hyung to drink, and...
My eyes fall on my lap which was covered by a white blanket. I peek on what's under it, but I hastily put it down because... because I'm just in my boxers! I am not wearing any shirt and the only thing covering my body is my boxers and this blanket!
"Oh, you're finally awake." I hear someone say.
I snap my head towards the door, and there is Cho Kyuhyun leaning on the doorframe, smirking.
-I updated this before Battle of Pride, I know. It's just that I'm in the mood to write this, while my mind isn't giving me the feels to write BOP lol I'm sorry. Don't worry, I'll find a way to update BOP within the week
-I'll be on a two-week hiatus after this week due to my upcoming final exams. So, there won't be any fics from me for two weeks. I apologize. Please bear with me... I need to focus on my studies for now... we have lots of quizzes, reportings and projects :(
-Anyways, Eunhyuk is already in the scene and there goes EunHae! :)))
-Tell me your thoughts? :)))