| Fan Fiction |
by Micah
Changmin whacked Yoochun’s arm away from Kibum’s waist and supported the shorter man by himself. “Are you okay? Did they hit you? Those sons of a…”
“Changmin,” Jaejoong cut in.
“I’m okay,” Kibum smiled. “Just in need of some of Jaejoong’s cooking.”
Jaejoong smiled and moved to hug Kibum. Changmin cut that short though. Jaejoong had to mumble something about ‘Possessive jerk’ and stepped back to stand with Yunho.
“What the hell was that?” Kangin demanded as he walked over to the group of six.
“That was called doing your job for you,” Junsu retorted.
“I hate your sharp tongue, Kim,” the sergeant frowned.
“Right, I love you too,” Junsu spoke in a sarcastic voice.
Yoochun couldn’t understand that so he frowned. Junsu loved Kangin? He didn’t like that…even if it was said in a sarcastic tone.
In the background, his crew was taking the kidnappers away. Others prepared to take Kibum to the hospital, with Changmin refusing to leave his side.
“Not bad; you moved faster than any of us could follow with our eyes,” Kangin said to Yunho after Kibum and Changmin were driven away in the emergency vehicle.
“Thank you,” Yunho bowed politely.
“Ever thought about joining the police force? We could always use your skills.”
Yunho blinked as he looked at Junsu, then Yoochun, and finally Jaejoong.
“You’d be able to save many people,” Yoochun smiled encouragingly. Junsu turned his eyes to steal a glance at Yoochun.
“What do you think?” Yunho asked Jaejoong.
“Well, I can make enough to support both of us, but we can’t have you lounging around the house all the time. Besides, if you get a job, then we’ll have extra money to go on vacations and maybe even support kids,” Jaejoong replied.
Yoochun and Yunho’s eyes turned into large circles.
“What? You’re going to tell me that men can have children in this era too?” Yunho blurted out.
“What?” Kangin was confused.
Jaejoong started to laugh. Yoochun still looked confused while Junsu was still eyeing him.
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Kibum slowly opened his eyes and felt like something was missing. He moved his sore arm to touch his wrist and panicked when he couldn’t feel the watch around his wrist. Ignoring the pain in his body, he shot up from his lying position.
He had apparently frightened the man who had been sleeping in the chair next to his hospital bed.
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?” Changmin exclaimed.
“Nothing, nothing!” Kibum tried to calm him. “I’m sorry for waking you.”
“Did you need something? Water? Food?”
Kibum felt his heart flutter at the worry and care in Changmin’s eyes. “No, I’m fine. I just…what happened to the watch?”
“They had to take it off you when they were doing the x-rays. I demanded they check your whole body for broken bones. The watch is right here,” he uncovered the watch from his pocket.
Kibum recalled being slightly conscious during the examination. He took the watch from Changmin and cradled it in his hands.
“Kibum, it worries me when you look at the watch like that.”
Kibum looked up at Changmin, liking the way the taller man said his name. “Why? This watch saved my life, didn’t it?”
“Yeah, but the watch belongs to Jaejoong. Here, stare at this,” Changmin took the lime green watch from Kibum and replaced it with his own expensive, silver watch.
“But I like lime green.”
“I’ll go buy a green one for myself later then.”
A smile graced Kibum’s lips and Changmin became less worried about the bruises.
“Thank you,” the injured man whispered.
“It’s good to see your smile,” Changmin tilted his head cutely as he continued to stare shamelessly.
“It’ll be nice to see you smile too.”
Changmin smiled. He sat back down in the chair, but pulled it closer to the bed. “Are you hungry? I can go get you some food. Those bastards didn’t feed you, did they?”
“I’m sure these tubes are giving me back the nutrients I need,” Kibum replied. He felt guilty when Changmin stared sadly at the tubes connected to his arm.
“Go back to sleep, you need the rest.”
“It was my uncle,” Kibum blurted out. Changmin blinked and stared at him in shock.
“What?”
Kibum took a deep breath and stared down at the silver watch in his hands. “The kidnapper was my uncle, my last family member. He…he was part of the group who had tried to take my parents’ properties from me when my parents died. I fought back and sent him into bankruptcy. He was put in jail for embezzlement and fraud. When he got out of the jail, his first thought was to hurt me. He’s my last family member.”
Changmin felt his heart clench at the pain in Kibum’s tone. He stood up and wrapped his arms around the shorter man. “It’s okay.”
“They planned to kill me after they got the money because I’d found out their identities. My own uncle,” Kibum laughed bitterly.
Changmin recalled the last time he had seen Kibum, when they had fought. If Kibum had died, that would have been their last moment together. A fight. A lifetime regret.
“It’s okay,” Changmin murmured again, except he was saying it to comfort himself more than to comfort Kibum.
“I even found out that it was my chauffer who had betrayed me. He’d been working for my parents since I was born. He watched me grow up and would play with me when I was a child. But he betrayed me too, believing that my uncle would share the ransom money with him.”
“Never again. No more betrayals,” Changmin whispered, hugging tighter, but was careful not to hurt him. He was like a fragile piece of glass that Changmin was afraid to break.
“It’s okay,” Kibum rested his bruised chin against the front of Changmin’s suit. “I told myself that it’s okay. My last family member kidnapped me and my chauffer betrayed me, but I told myself that it’s okay. I told myself that I still have Jaejoong, Yoochun, Yunho, Jun…”
Changmin released a loud ‘Ahem’ and Kibum smiled against the material of his jacket.
“I told myself that I still have you, Jaejoong, Yoochun, Yunho, and Junsu,” Kibum rephrased.
Changmin smiled satisfyingly. “Yes, you still have all of us.”
“I’m sorry for making you worry.”
“It’s okay. Just rest now.”
Kibum nodded and Changmin reluctantly released him. The taller man gently tucked the injured man back under the blanket. The fatigue was still evident.
Kibum closed his eyes and Changmin knew that he’d never get sick of staring at this angel. With a bit of hesitation, he laid a kiss on Kibum’s forehead.
The tired man did not open his eyes, but he still smiled. For the first time in a long time, he fell asleep with a smile on his lips and feeling like he possessed all the love in the world.
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“Hi.”
“Hi.”
Silence.
“Are you…um…here alone?”
“Yeah, Jaejoong took Yunho to register for a job as a police. They said they’d come visit Kibum later today.”
Junsu nodded.
Awkward silence.
“Are you two going to keep standing out there?” Changmin’s voice came from inside the hospital room.
Feeling embarrassed, the two walked in, freezing for a moment when their shoulders touched.
“Kibum, how are you doing?” Junsu stammered.
“I’m feeling well. I owe my life to all of you,” Kibum replied with a smile.
“I should thank you. I enjoyed seeing Changmin freak out,” Junsu joked. Changmin glared. Yoochun stared at Junsu’s grin.
“Kangin was in here this morning for a testimony. There’s no question about where those kidnappers will end up,” Changmin informed.
“Good,” Yoochun and Junsu said at the same time. They glanced awkwardly at each other. It’d obviously been another sleepless night last night.
“I’m sorry. I need to get going to my next job. I’ll come visit again later.”
“It’s okay. Thank you for stopping by,” Kibum spoke genuinely.
Junsu smiled and was about to leave. He ran back in to give Kibum a quick hug before departing again.
Changmin and Kibum saw the longing in Yoochun’s expression as Junsu disappeared around the corner.
Changmin glanced back at Kibum. He had an important question to ask Yoochun, but he still wasn’t sure if it should be discussed in front of Kibum. They’d talked about a lot this morning, but they had both purposely avoided the topic about Yoochun and Kibum’s experiment.
Changmin still wasn’t sure…