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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.