Author : freedomthisway
Rating : Various, up to NC-17. It's PG-13 for now.
Character/Pairing : Siwon, Hankyung, Kangin, Hyukjae, Heechul, other made up characters/SiHan, KangHyuk, very minor SiChul.
Word Count : 866 words for now
Genre : AU and angst like whoa!
Warning: Underage, rape/non-con, younger!Hankyung, a lot of swearing.
Summary : When Hankyung was 7, his mother was remarried to Choi Min Woo, the head of the rich and famous Choi family. The marriage brings Hankyung to the position of Siwon's younger stepbrother.
Their closeness as child changed after they grew older and Siwon found out his feelings toward Hankyung. Not wanting to ruin the family, Siwon chose to keep his love for Hankyung inside and avoid him like crazy instead.
While Hankyung was struggling to bear his own misery, he too realized his feelings for Siwon, but didn't act on it because he assumed Siwon hated him.
After 3 years of escaping from the family, hearing Choi Min Woo's death, Hankyung decided to come back, only to face Siwon's hatred towards him.
All Hankyung wants is a happiness and love with Siwon by his side. Can he reach it eventually?
Author’s note: I’m bored so I’m trying to see how this story of mine will be viewed in characters of different fandom. If I keep this up and the motivation fits, this’ll be a very long series. T.T
Hope you guys like it
Hankyung knows there is something not right about today.
There have been a series of unfortunate events since he woke up with his shirt drenched in sweat after having a nightmare about a thing in his past he desperately tries to forget.
He was so disoriented by his dream that he burnt his omelet which means no breakfast for him today since that was the last egg he had. When he went to take a shower, his shower decided it was time to take a break and refused to spill even a single drop of water. So, he must use Kangin’s shower instead.
Kangin and Hyukjae are his best friends who live right next door.
Initially they were cramped in the same small apartment where Kangin and Hyukjae live now. But because of the fact that those two friends of his are a couple and on many occasions they can’t hold their desire towards each other regardless of the time and place, Hankyung decided to move out into the apartment next door after saving some money, in order to give them their privacy.
Of course it was also because it was getting increasingly difficult to keep acting as though he was sleeping while the other two engaged in their… nightly… activities.
So now here he is, wondering what else can go wrong today while perusing through yesterday’s newspaper that he had grabbed from another tenant’s garbage this morning, scanning for another job vacancy besides the one he has in the bar.
He will need it if he wants to fill his refrigerator with some decent food. And a second later, he finds it.
The peak of his misery.
It is written in a tiny font, the whole passage informing the reader about the death of Choi Min Woo. Apparently, the day of death was a week ago.
Hankyung stares at the article for a very long time, trying to find his breath. The past hit him with full force when he read the name of the dead person and it left him in a state of shock.
No, it can’t be him. But the address is the same. It is that house’s address. It is the same Choi family. Holy shit.
Kangin loves this kind of moments the most.
It’s when his lover Hyukjae is asleep, snuggled in his arms.
He looks so innocent and vulnerable, lying next to him as if he trusts Kangin completely to protect him from any kind of harm.
At moments like these, Kangin will stay still, unmoving, trying to memorize every line, contour and shadow of the piece of beauty that lay below him in the form of his lover.
Hyukjae looks so angelic when he is asleep, although if Kangin looks closely enough, those lips were quite certainly a devilish creation. So red and so full, and Hyukjae often pouts in his sleep, like he is now, probably dreaming about Kangin pulling another prank on him.
Kangin gulps hard, trying to repress a sudden urge to ravish Hyukjae right there and then.
His lover will be annoyed, for sure, although Kangin is confident that he can persuade him to get into it.
So when he hears the sound of loud knocking on his door, he feels really pissed. He mutters several threats of grave bodily harm to the person daring to disturb his morning bliss, all the while carefully slipping off Hyukjae and getting off the bed, walking to the door to open it. Hyukjae mumbles a little at the sudden loss of warmth, but to Kangin’s relief, returns again into his peaceful pouting sleep.
“What is it?!” Kangin growls after the door opens but then he recognizes who standing in front of him instantly and changes his tone.
“Hankyung-hyung? I thought you’re up to work? What are you doing here?” Kangin says in a softer tone. All annoyance drained from him at the sight of his best friend, replaced with a slightly surprised look.
Hankyung doesn’t answer directly. His eyes seem confused for a while, but then Hankyung looks up to Kangin. “I…, I think I must come back to that house, Kangin-ah.”
Kangin tries to digest the meaning of Hankyung’s short, rather random announcement, and when it gets to him, he frowns. “Hyung, have you been drinking or something? Suddenly talking about going back to that house…, you said it yourself that you’ll start a new life and will never look back?”
Hankyung nods gloomily. “I know. But… something happened. Shit! I know it sounds crazy but I have to go back, Kangin, no matter what.”
“What? What happened? I mean, c’mon, what is it, really, that matters enough to make you come back to that hell house once again?” There’s concern in Kangin’s voice and Hankyung notices it.
Hankyung swallows hard; fidgeting for a while before finally says it.
“My stepfather… Choi Min Woo.” Hankyung winces at the sight of Kangin’s face becoming dark at the mention of his stepfather. Inhaling a deep breath, Hankyung spills the news, “Min Woo, he…, he died a week ago.”
Kangin’s mouth slowly curves into a wild grin at that piece of news. “Oh, praise the Lord.”
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