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Born under a bad song: Chapter # 08 - Even a stopped clock tells the time right twice a day

TITLE: Born under a bad song.
AUTHOR: StoryGirl.
GENRE: LongFiction. Au. Angst. Melancholy. Romantic. Presence of violent scenes.
RATINGS: R. Disclaimers
: No character is mine, unfortunately.
PAIRING: Kim Kibum, Kim Jonghyun JjongKey {}; Lee Taemin MinhoTaemin {}.
SUMMARY: That father, the man who should define it that way, it was really a monster. Beat him, made him evil because he thought Kibum was a monster. The man who had ended the life of his beloved wife. But what happens if someone is going to change the course of events?
NOTE: This fanfiction, again, is a sensitive issue. There is a bit 'of violence. Do not read it if you are not prepared.
THANKS: A yuya_lovah that encouraged me while writing. A
mauve_amethyst because he betata.
WORDS: For this chapter: 2041, with the count of word.
Previous chapter: Chapter # 01 - No exit ; Chapter # 02 - "C'est a révolte?" Non, Sire, c'est une révolution " ; Chapter # 03 - The night is always darkest just before dawn ; Chapter # 04 - The oldest and most powerful human emotion is fear ; Chapter # 05 - To be without hope does not mean despair ; Chapter # 06 - Dodge the concrete is one of the most disturbing phenomena in the history of the human spirit ; Chapter # 07 - Perhaps what makes it unique is that his elusive love die and revive at any moment

Chapter # 08 - Even a stopped clock tells the time right twice a day

The father began to scream, waking.
"I can not believe the devil! I come to seek and find you here with this guy! Damn you've forgotten what I told you? You are a devil. You can not afford to be happy, all you do is foul and goes against nature. You should only burn! Burn! "
And while Kibum did not understand what was going on, can not remember ever having gone to the home of Jonghyun, it was the latter to stand in front of the boy's body with protecting her.
"You no longer touches with a finger on my Kibum"
The man raised his fist to be able to hit, but was interrupted by cries of Taemin who had just entered the room followed by Minho.
"What do you think you do, sir! Huh?! She really wants to continue this farce? We know the truth, we know that was not the fault of Kibum if his wife is dead. We know everything about her. Really want to continue? You want me to call the police? You know that crimes such as murder should never be a statute of limitations, right? "
Jonghyun had never seen his friend so serious, he had never seen a look in his eyes so hard, even when protected with Taemin his own body from those who accused them of being beasts.
"What you're saying, boy?! Kibum Do you want to protect with your body? You do not understand that this is a worst kind of hell? "While
Kibum tried to rise, certainly to be punished, to calm his father, Jonghyun hugged him without allowing it to move.
"I'm with you, love. Let me help you, please, "
" We know that the mother of Kibum did not die in childbirth! It 'died of cardiac arrest due to lack of oxygen in his lungs! It 's true, because the birth was still a bit' weak, but did not die for that! He was still alive when Kibum was born! He even fed before being forced to breathe with machines! "
Minho And while he repeated what was written in that of newspaper, the man fell to the ground holding his head, screaming with all the breath in his throat because he was remembering what had for so long tried to forget distorting reality.
The face of his wife, the life insurance policy that hung over his head, the legacy of her parents now dead, all that money that would have allowed him to live his life without having to think about work, the same work which had been fired.
That dismissal of which she had spoken with the family, quell'alcool flowing by the gallon and that he was drowning in debt.
At the time that had seemed the only way, after his wife was still weak from childbirth, and that was the best opportunity to simulate an accident and kill her so you can earn all their money.
was why he had removed the mask of breath, a last kiss on the lips before she died and to alert doctors, first putting in place the respirator.
The doctors were shocked because they could not understand that it was not because the respirator is turned off, but due to an external factor that the woman was dead.
His death was classified as an accident.
Only later, while watching their only child cry with all his strength he felt a worm, a bastard for doing such a thing for the money and it was at this period that he began drinking even more than before: it brought home the baby, brought him up and as soon as he was old enough to understand it, had screamed at her that it was because his mother had died because they simply could not bear to be he was the real cause of his death.
And while the man began to sob punched the floor, Kibum began to tremble.
"I'm sorry. Excuse me. Forgive me my wife. I did not know what I was doing. I was afraid for the debt, did not want to talk about it because it was my pride. I did not want to be thought an idiot with no balls just when you were about to give birth to our son. I'm sorry, I'm sorry "It was there that
Minho looking man smiled.
"You know sir, much better able to make amends when it is in prison. For this I have already called the police, will be here soon, could you please repeat the same things when the cops will be here. Will not cause other problems to his only son, right? "
The man was now in a sorry state, so no one deigned more than a glance, they looked Kibum raised believing that by now all would.
"I would rather I continue to be the cause of everything. Now my father is even worse ... and I do not want is wrong. I want to be the cause of everything. I want to be the wrong one. Now Dad is suffering even more, "While
Kibum cried, hugged him Jonghyun trying to comfort him as best he could: yes, it was his angel. Lee was a
Jinka to arrest the father of Kibum in prison, and was a doctor named Lee Chansung heal wounds of his body of Kibum.
wounds of the soul, unfortunately, were more difficult to treat, but Jonghyun not known for sure to win.


twenty years passed before Kim Kibum could feel good himself, twenty years in which Taemin Minho and were always together.
Twenty years of struggle and love with Jonghyun trying to make him understand what he was perfect in his eyes, twenty years, but it was only ten years after his father died in prison, but he had not gone to the funeral , had not even wanted to see his grave.
She still felt responsible for what had happened and his mind could not face it all.
It was only after twenty years, however, that managed for the first time in his life, to visit her mother on her grave.
Jonghyun and he had brought a bouquet of red roses, Kibum chose this flower because it seemed he could make his mother understand how he had loved.
Upon arriving at the cemetery began to cry in silence, unable to do anything and Jonghyun him tight against him trying to infuse that he lacked courage.
"You know, this is the first time I come here. First we have never failed because I thought it was because of me that my mother had died and I did not think they have the right to come here, where he is buried, because a demon would not be able to enter the cemetery's Jonghyun
stroked her hair in silence knowing that Kibum was not that need to vent before I could start again his life in peace and at his side.
"You know, I wanted her to see how well I will. I wish he could see what I became, like ... I grew up. How I managed to become a social worker who deals with child abuse. I wish he could see the day when we went in together and also one in which, finally, Taemin Minho and were able to adopt a child of their own. I wish he could see "
Jonghyun just sat next to him, bowing.
"Hello ma'am. I am Kim Jonghyun, the boy is her son, now live together, you know? And I love him, love him with all my might as I never loved anyone else. It has a wonderful son, who knows how to take care of everyone despite everything that has happened. You know, her wounds are almost healed, but even if I were not so protected him forever because he is my Kibummie "
And while Kibum looked at him without understanding, a smile on his face at hearing his nickname, that only Jonghyun was allowed to ask him, Jonghyun looked at him gently, kissing his nose.
"You must never, ever think that your mother has seen you grow. She is up there watching you from above and I'm sure has been able to forgive your father, just as you did. She is always there and I had to submit to so well because even your mother will know that you're mine. You are my Kibummie, and will be forever, no? Why we love each other and I thought it only fair to point this out to your mom too, although I am pretty sure that you know this already "
Kibum shook his head, a sad look in his eyes.
"What are you saying Jonghyun? She is not alive, can not look down "Just
Jonghyun shook his head again taking Kibum's face, facendoglielo up into the sky where you saw, if only for a while, a mysterious light.
It could be a ray of sunshine that day because the sky was full of clouds that covered whatever, so that light could only be a sign of fate, as if the mother had heard the words of Kibum Jonghyun deciding to go to his aid.
"It's okay Kibummie. No need to be so strong, you can let go and realize that the world is not always as you see it, black or white. See? That light is a sign of fate, is that your mom wants you to know that she is and has always been there to watch over you. And 'she was brought us together, no? Because we are soulmates just like you always say you and nothing and nobody could ever divide us, "Kibum
While she let herself go against his body, tears and sobs are mixed to his words, Jonghyun could not help but think that his life was finally complete, because he and Kibum is completed as if they were both halves of the same soul, reconnecting, purest love that gave life could exist in the world. Just as
Taemin and Minho, and finally he, Jonghyun Kim, was not feeling jealous of his friends had been, because he already had, a feeling so strong can break even an entire mountain.
"Jjong, I love you" Just
Kibummie could call it that way, only he, because only he could bring a smile to make him spontaneously to hear that nickname so funny, he was only able to do so by shaking head to toe just because he repeats his name.
And the love between them had never been so sweet, it had nothing to do with the broom that had concluded before meeting him, Kibum, even during intercourse had been so innocent, wonderful for everything , scaring more and more times before he could complete it before we get a real orgasm.
Kibum had been to reveal how you touch at night thinking of him, and Jonghyun had felt the happiest girl in the world, because the way they had talked him her boyfriend was not something rude or vulgar, all ' another, was something that only a pure and chaste as Kibum could try.
Because even during those moments his malicious Kibum continued to remain an angel, a doll that Jonghyun crystal had to be more than careful, because if he had fallen out of the hands would have ended up breaking into a thousand pieces and that , the heart of Jonghyun, would be the end.
"I love you too, Kibummie, with all my heart, you know?"
Because even if he had become a professional footballer Kibum had never left alone even for one night, and if you really wanted to play in a posting, he always wore around her boyfriend.
Minho from that day became a lawyer, because he understood that protecting the innocent and unmask the criminals was his task, while Taemin had become a reporter hungry for news.
Yet all four continued to come by, laughing and joking together.
Yes, because when Kibum was with Jonghyun, she could smile, too.

40 Weeks Pregnant And My Poop Is Black

드라마 스페셜 - 피아니스트 - Pianist

I saw last night in one breath and hit me, of course.
For those who do not already know there is a film that is softsubbato hardusubbato in Italian and a link to download it here: Thanks to Bakagirls.
certainly already know the plot of this special, is not it? No? Very bad.

Oh Je Ro interpreted by our Minho Choi, is a musical genius who has never received despite the real lessons, you will be able to play piano like no other.
Unfortunately, due to the fact that his mother died when she was very small and that the father is sick, he had to leave school and start working in a factory as a restorer of pianos with his uncle.
His name, given to him by his father, it sounds like "Oh, Zero," thus making him believe that he was born alone, and having to go through life without anyone, but everything changes when she meets a music teacher of an elementary school, Yoon In Sa, which we love.

aside for a moment the plot, okay?
SPOILER big as a house to get some 'AROUND THE FILM!
Apart from the fact that, like any good Korean drama worthy of respect, the birth of love is the classic lightning . Who knows why, and who knows why the two come in the same shop.
One, to buy cigarettes to his uncle, the other to buy a new pair of socks that somehow and for some reason is wearing right in the store. A fall
Minho money hand because it pushes the girl. It lowers while sucking the ice cream enthusiast just opened and he sees her legs and puts his socks and was dazzled.
What kind of guy falls in love at first sight with a pair of legs bandaged from a knee? NO. But our good Oh Je Ro does.
We find then in the evening. The girl has just broken up with her boyfriend, with whom he was together for five years and the shoes breaks tirandogliele behind. Oh Je Ro will be his savior because ( What a coincidence) was passing from there with the van.
They talk a bit 'blah blah blah blah then she will call him the next day to place the class in which he plays piano. The fact is that
In this Sa Yoon, despite being a master degree in music, can not play the piano very well because he has now retired and therefore O Je Ro finds herself forced to play for her Chopin.
Yes, because the teacher must play Chopin to demonstrate that they can continue to teach and so, in the classroom closed Oh Je Ro is playing while everyone is surprised to hear it out. WHY 'HELL NO DEALS WHILE HE PLAYS AND' A MYSTERY! The nice
Oh Je Ro says, gives her a necklace with a ring promising that soon, he could wear the right thing and the two kiss. Oh, do not expect much given that, as in every Korean drama, the kiss is something that can not be more chaste.
The girl tries to go back to school Oh Je Ro, but it seems that everyone wants to reject it, which is not very understandable given how good he is. Then the ex-boyfriend of her back and her spring Ro Je Oh why, on balance, than you he's just a kid.
Oh Je Ro cries and tries to take her back to her playing a melody composed by him, the girl with the piano just repaired.
At the end she receives a marriage proposal from the former, but rejects it because Je Ro love Oh, but obviously not going to tell him, because he is stupid. Bring the song composed by him by a renowned professor and in so doing he has his chance and after two years will have a personal concert.
Just two years later they were back again in the same shop we had seen at first. One to buy cigarettes for his uncle, the other to take NEW a pair of socks. Why did not always come out is a mystery.
AND THE FILM ENDS HERE.

Obviously this is just to get some 'fun of the cliché Korean drama that every endeavor.
In fact, the film is very beautiful. It lasts an hour and twelve minutes and the story is never slow because of it. (Compared to the Korean dramas that are usually ending is a big step forward, no?). The background music
(only ever played the piano) accompanying so sublime scenes of the film.
Sure, the film could be treated a bit 'better, and some parts of the story depth, but I must say that it is a film worth seeing after all.
Grazioso, without much embroidery.
actors that compose it were perfect in their parts.
Obviously we are dealing with early experiences Minho as an actor, but he really has potential. I'm sure that will be able to use their best efforts to become a good actor if he wants.

If I felt like writing a review is because this film really deserves.
Watch it and let me know what you think.

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Born under a bad song: Chapter # 07 - Perhaps what makes it unique is the love that his elusive

TITLE: Born under a bad song.
AUTHOR: StoryGirl.
GENRE: LongFiction. Au. Angst. Melancholy. Romantic. Presence of violent scenes.
RATINGS: R. Disclaimers
: No character is mine, unfortunately.
PAIRING: Kim Kibum, Kim Jonghyun JjongKey {}; Lee Taemin MinhoTaemin {}.
SUMMARY: That father, the man who should define it that way, it was really a monster. Beat him, made him evil because he thought Kibum was a monster. The man who had ended the life of his beloved wife. But what happens if someone is going to change the course of events?
NOTE: This fanfiction, again, is a sensitive issue. There is a bit 'of violence. Do not read it if you are not prepared.
THANKS: A yuya_lovah that encouraged me while writing. A
mauve_amethyst because he betata.
WORDS: For this chapter: 2052, with the word count.
Previous chapter: Chapter # 01 - No exit ; Chapter # 02 - "C'est a révolte?" Non, Sire, c'est une révolution " ; Chapter # 03 - The night is always darkest just before dawn ; Chapter # 04 - The oldest and most powerful human emotion is fear ; Chapter # 05 - Being deprived of hope does not mean despair ; Chapter # 06 - Dodge the concrete is one of the most disturbing phenomena in the history of the human spirit

Chapter # 07 - Perhaps what is unique about the 'His love is this elusive die and live again at any moment when it looked

eyes, dry your tears, already had made his decision: he would reveal his love and then he would have kissed her tenderly.
Yes, it could go.
"Kibum. You know, first I thought you were a kid to stay away from, I did not like the way you behave, but now ... since I have seen a little deeper I knew I love you. I want to protect Kibum, I want to give you the life that your father has taken all this time. I want to make sure that you can do everything you private until now. I want to be your prince charming, the ray of sun that shines down on you smiling, I be the one who looks at you last night before you fall asleep, and I want to be what you observed first in the morning when you wake up. I want to be for you, Kibum. I want to allow it? "
He saw her eyes open by surprise mixed with fear as he approached to be able to kiss, after all, was the only way to seal that had that moment, to make him understand that what he had just said was only the truth, that he loved him seriously and do not pretend to, but did not really come to terms with what was coming.
was not able even to touch her lips tremble when she heard him even more violently, the rapid breathing, heart beating in rhythm as if it were a battery.
He left little that was enough to see his face tense, his lips apart, his breath that he could not get in his throat as he could see Kibum was trying to breathe, but did not succeed, he could see how his against his body trembled and Jonghyun literally went into a panic.
Kibum seemed to have a panic attack and he did not know what to do, had never paid attention in class of medicine, and certainly had no idea what hours would be more suitable to do, maybe he should apply mouth-to mouth? Kibum
If he could recover just enough to emit some faint words told him that the only solution was to give him a plastic bag in which to breathe, so he could resume normal breathing, but at that moment the little breath he could permeate the His lungs did not allow him to think of anything that was not the need for air. And while Jonghyun
dangerously approached him, Kibum closed his eyes, as if he knew what was going to happen soon.
Jonghyun put his kissing on the lips, blowing warm breath in the throat and resumed self-consciousness while Kibum could not help but think that this he was feeling went far beyond his imagination: even in his daydreams he had never felt so good.
could feel the breath of Jonghyun join his, her warm breath that pervaded his mouth, he could hear the language of Jonghyun trying to establish contact with her, so it moves to the other trying to figure out how he should move. He understood what was
Jonghyun expert on how you move, because he seemed to know exactly what to do while he second by second, Kibum, he had no idea what to do: just trying to follow the other, believing that it would be good.
Jonghyun stroked his shoulders just moving away from him, before kissing him again, only could say: "You're doing great." And while Kibum
turn off the brain, that kiss lasted an eternity, was a kind of magic that never seemed to want to turn off, it was a wonderful thing, something unique and fantastic at the same time.
Only when he departed from him, embracing him, Kibum knew what he had just done: he had kissed a boy, he had done something immoral, because only the devil did it and this would certainly say that he had just spotted the perfection of boy she loved.
really could not have done it, no?
"This means that you love me and spare me, right? After all, even before you tell me that I am the girl you're in love, so what do you say now come to my house, eh? We could relax on the couch, so you will calm down. Then ... you'll see that settle everything with your father, okay? "But
Kibum was not listening more and when he got up Jonghyun thought she was only to confirm what he had said, nothing more wrong .
Kibum began running under the astonished gaze of Jonghyun not for nothing that he understood what had happened and when he began to chase him again, now Kibum had disappeared from view.
Jonghyun dropped to the ground by punching the asphalt: how could he be so stupid?
Just when he had just conquered, had made him run away from his fingers, like a ball had rolled away from him, forever.
could not believe it has been such an idiot, because he had not understood what it was like that look? And while the
Jonghyun looked everywhere, Kibum did nothing but go on the same hill from which he fled, convinced that Jonghyun would never have tried there, the bottom had just escaped, what sense would come back? For
Kibum though there was a sense, because the hill was the witness of his deepest love, of his thoughts as he watched Jonghyun playing football, it was she who had witnessed the growth of that feeling, that he even assisted their first kiss, so he had to punish on that same hill, hoping somehow to be able to save Jonghyun that way.
took some elastic from his jeans pocket tying it around the most painful wounds: those already infected with pus, then He looked around for something that could help him and took him very little to find it.
was a sharp, pointed rock with which he cut in half by pressing the arm a little so that we can break the skin, the blood just put us to emerge even from the wound and Kibum fell back against the ground happy because ; Jonghyun doing so would undoubtedly have been saved.
could feel all his questions and fears go away, get away from his mind as he closed his eyes letting go of that dizziness that overtook him suddenly causing fainting. Thus
Jonghyun found him when he returned to the mound in order to recover at least his purse and the designs of which he had become extremely jealous, Jonghyun was to take him in her arms, make sure it was still alive and cuddle.
Jonghyun was to make the decision to take him to his house, after all, seemed the only plausible possibility given that they could not even go to the hospital because Kibum would have denied everything, and it was useless.
Fortunately, her parents had left just a few days earlier for their honeymoon again.
Kibum laid her down in her bed, gently stripping him of his clothes, moaning note of frustration in all those wounds that adorn this perfect body.
still could not believe that there was a man so blinded by the bastard and do not understand that he was desecrating an angel with its harsh and violent ways, no, still could not believe it, then what was worse was that the monster was just black Kibum's father, who would protect him and instead was turned into his own executioner.
He took a basin of warm water and a sponge with which he had set about cleaning up every wound, to disinfect them because they could not allow them to continue to hold up the white skin and perfect, no he could not afford. While each elastic
removed that pressed on the bloody wounds, his eyes filled with tears as his angel, his Kibum, self-punished because of petty items that were addressed in childhood probably not allow him to live a normal life , same as any other child.
Because her father did not love him, this was the harsh realities and Jonghyun when he noticed the pained expression on his face that Kibum had even slept when he could not but think that if he had his hands unclean that being the wanted to get exactly the same injuries as the body of Kibum, perhaps, would have understood the magnitude of what he had just done.
He noticed the long black lashes that hid the world those innocent eyes while cleaning the last injury and could not help but stop just to give him a kiss, chaste, because that kiss just wanted to reassure the little boy who in his He had seen too many lives to be able to be happy and Jonghyun now had promised to do whatever was possible to be able to help. And while
Jonghyun, exhausted, at dawn, she fell asleep next to the subtle body of Kibum, in another life in another way and in another house a man was waking up looking for her son.
Why could say all of that alcoholic father and heartless, but when it was morning and could not find exactly where her son had left him, a sense of abandonment pervades stir the heart.
Perhaps it was because of this feeling that the same man that fought the hangover had risen early in the morning looking for the child in the house, not finding it: he thought immediately when he found those drawings, love that his son seemed to feel for that guy and did the only logical thing that his mind still managed to get drunk devise.
took the school albums of his son, the boy found himself depicted so many times on his drawings, he read the name, took the list of addresses searched his home.
Only then decided to leave the house for the first time since his wife died: he was still in my pajamas, because there was a dirty bathroom for months but did not care as it moved in slow motion to succeed find quell'abitazione.
It took really long to see her, but when they had done began to hit hard on the door until it gave way allowing so going into the house, finding his son in bed, and the other guy sleeping next to him and there the seeds of hatred and despair was able to touch levels not seen before.
And while all this was going on in that house, from another part Taemin was letting out a yell of satisfaction starting to jump up and down the room while her boyfriend looked at him not understanding what had happened: it was all day Asked before the information sought by Jonghyun, but despite the use of the Internet so far had not found anything, well, at least until Taemin had not started shouting threatening to wake the whole house.
"I found it! I found it! I'm sure it is this that Jonghyun needs. Minho, was I all right? I was good? I was good? Minho! Minho! I found it, I found it! "And
Minho just could not help but hug her boyfriend close to her heart, slowly stroking her hair because when Taemin behaved in that way, he was always more willing to tighten it and fill it with kisses because it was way too cute. She kissed him on the lips
involving them in a slow and erotic dance and before he could realize they were both finished on the bed, their bodies twisted against each other.
Surely they would continue what they started thinking more urgent if it had not invaded their mind: there was certainly time to make love! Jonghyun
had to go to give him the good news and also to get the latest news and say what he had managed to combine the other.
Minho was not fully assured that Jonghyun was succeeded in his mission, but sought to have faith in his best friend and why at that moment, as they left the house Taemin hand in hand, trying to believe that they would find a home Jonghyun Kibum, or so he hoped.
"I'm sure everything will be marked with this information"
Taemin could have no more reason than that.