Wording For A Memorial Plaque

Born under a bad song: Chapter # 06 - Dodge the concrete

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: 2078, 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 - Have no hope does not mean despair

Chapter # 06 - Dodge the concrete is one of the most disturbing phenomena in the history of the human spirit

Jonghyun had left the task easier, but also more difficult to seek information and Taemin Minho, while he would be able to approach Kibum trying to shake him from that lethargy in which he was drowned.
It took a little while to find it was going to school, took his pulse and transported him without saying anything of weight in a park while Kibum tried to run away.
"Look, I'm sorry for what I'm about to tell you, but ... I know everything, you know what does your father, I saw with my own eyes. I know of your wounds, I saw them too. Okay, I've watched! But it's not because I wanted to hurt you, I just wanted to protect you from when I saw how you were hurt. Kibum! Your father is using violence against you! Why do not you rebel? "
Kibum looked at that boy con uno sguardo perso: sapeva tutto?
La sua stella più preziosa era venuta a conoscenza di cosa aveva fatto?
Allora Jonghyun sapeva tutto, dal fatto che lui avesse ucciso sua madre al fatto che faceva bruciare ogni cosa che toccava?
“Perché vorresti proteggermi? Io sono un demone che è capace solo di bruciare ciò che tocca. Chi sta con me finisce per farsi del male, perché vorresti starmi accanto? Vuoi davvero morire come è morta mia madre a causa mia? Sei uno scemo! Io non voglio che tu ti faccia del male! E’ per questo che mi sono rifiutato di darti ripetizioni! Sei un idiota! Io non voglio che tu stia male”
Kibum shook while yelling at those words and seeing Jonghyun his weakness could not help but get close to him, embracing him and hugging him strongly, as if that gesture had been able to clear all his wounds, even those deeper .
"Shhh. It's not your fault that your mother is dead. I'm sure your mother you loved him and that is why he wanted you were born. He fought with all his strength because he wanted his child could see the world through his eyes. He wanted you were born. We loved him, Kibum. Loved you. You are not wrong, it's not your fault. Your mother is was born to make you happy. It was happy because he loved you, Kibum. All mothers want their children well, because they grow in their bellies, you know? Your mother loved you "
Kibum shook violently in his arms and Jonghyun had the impression that if he pressed just a little stronger he could send him to pieces entirely.
"No. No. I ... I read when I was little! I went to the library! I have read of ... of ... how can it be the fault of the children if the mother dies in childbirth. If they move too may create complications. It 'my fault, I'm a devil ... "
Jonghyun did not know what to do if the string while gently stroking her hair.
"Even if it was your fault, but because of your movements of the complications were born, your father has no right to behave that way with you, feel me? And 'what you're doing wrong. Use violence. Violence can not be used under any circumstances. You also read in this library? You read about how violence is against the law? Have you read, Kibum? "
Kibum shook his head before forcing his hands on the chest of Jonghyun for letting go: it did not have the heart nor the strength to restrain him by force, it would have been equal to his father and he wanted to prove to Kibum that people can also be different.
"No! He does it for my own good! If punishing me then I purify gradually, thanks to those punishments one day I may not be a demon. You do not understand! He does so only to help me. My dad wants me so well, so I want to love my dad! He's not bad! Should behave in that way because of me, it's not his fault "
Jonghyun was blocked by the words, he had no doubt the Kibum her was an angel and yes, Jonghyun quell'esserino decided that now would be his, even at the cost of putting an entire life to it, sooner or later he could be loved by him.
"Kibum, you're too good"
He wanted to stop him when he saw him run away, but just did not make it, remained blocked for several seconds before he recovered and started to run after him.
Jonghyun followed one another in the minds of too many questions, foremost among which is more important: how could an angel like you did submit Kibum a devil like his father?
The fact that he continued to love the man despite what he had passed was absurd, but sweet at the same time, Jonghyun could not believe that a guy like Kibum there seriously.
He had seen many boys and girls, he could see their weaknesses as their strengths, he hated the fact that everyone seemed so attached to material things, but ultimately he was.
The first time I had seen Kim Kibum thought it was a nerd and that his clothes did suck, because they were patched in several places, because he wore always head down, because it almost never showed his face and his gaze, but now while trying to stop chasing him could not help but notice other details.
Kibum could see the hair that moved in the wind, could see what they were fine and smooth, just like those of the cherubim, could see his body moving quickly despite all the wounds that hid under their clothes, could see what was thin, too thin.
could see countless small details that made him love it even more, yes, because now he understood the love that kid
because ... Well, with simply because nobody else had ever got that feeling: wanting to protect at all costs, thinking of wanting to give his life just to make him feel happy, just to see her smile.
Jonghyun was weird to think that way, because usually the people he used and then thrown away or almost in every case when you wore to bed at her new beau was certainly not because he loved her, but only because he needed to vent.
Sure, in hindsight it was sleazy, but Jonghyun had always behaved in that way because she had never known the word love, and even if Taemin Minho and showed it to him all the time, that word, he had never found someone who would like to apply, at least not until that moment.
Now, as he looked at Kibum, he understood that his heart would stop if the other had increasingly moved away from him, now that I could see what looked Taemin Minho and tried to make him understand by too many years .
Now yes, he could now understand what love was, what that feeling was so strong that fills you from inside making you decide to go against everyone and everything for it, because there is nothing more important love.
Kibum its part ran as hard as he could because he did not want to hurt Jonghyun, she would not make him feel bad because of him: so that Jonghyun was perfect, he decided to help someone like him, but did not have Jonghyun do so.
not had to protect someone like him, one as Kim Kibum, because his perfection could be affected, because maybe it would be protected if he had been sick too, and Kibum could not allow that.
He always did everything to stay away from others, not to hurt him, but Jonghyun had upset his whole life, since she had seen for the first time he had to Long asked about his feelings, he had even read many books about it.
He had read of how two boys were making love, bought the comics called yaoi just to be able to see the drawings, just to dream it would be like making love with Jonghyun, but now that the other was so a few feet away from him, Kibum knew he had to run farther and farther away from his sight, if only because it had stopped, if only Jonghyun was able to catch it all would end.
everything he had fought in those years would have been smashed because he would hurt the one of which the person really cared, the one person that would give his life.
knew that Jonghyun was more trained him, he would be able to run after hours, so he tried an extreme gesture: he walked down the hill where he stopped to draw always running as he was leaving the life of Jonghyun, and end for Kibum was.
think that in a ground floor Jonghyun he would be unprepared, but did not suspect that he was training in that way has always been to increase his strength and his speed and sure enough it took very little to block it, shaking the arms around the body on upstream of the small hill and Kibum too busy with his sad thoughts he did not notice either of the block designs that fell to the ground revealing the representations that had drawn with so much minutia.
Jonghyun looked at them from all the white sheets, depicted in various poses. Jonghyun
While collecting the drawings without being able to believe his eyes, Kibum dropped to the ground, thinking that now would be the end, that his love would be dead because of him: one believed so blindly in the words of his father not even be able to use rationality. From
fail to understand that it was impossible Jonghyun only remaining die next to him, that even in films science fiction such a thing could happen.
"Kibum. You like me? 'S why I've drawn so many times? I really ... you like me? Then why did you refuse me damn that day? Why do not you agreed to give me reps? Would you be able to stay close to me, even if only for a few hours. Kibum Why, why? "
And while Kibum raised his eyes toward him, Jonghyun repented of having asked that question: her eyes were suffused with a feeling of pain that would never have believed it possible to see in his life.
"Why if I were near you, you'd be dead. I could not let the guy who was my sweetheart died because of me. If fate had decreed that we were soul mates, then we would meet again when I had not been more than a demon, when the punishment would have finally taken effect. I told you before, did not you heard? "And Jonghyun
knelt beside him, taking her shoulders shaking slightly from quell'intorpidimento in which it seemed to have fallen.
"You're not wrong, Kibum. You're not a demon! You're not gonna hurt me just because you want to stay close to me, feel me? Not it's your fault, Kibum. Not your fault, believe me. I will not die just because I'm here now and I'm going to embrace. I will not die, Kibum "
Jonghyun held her body as she felt Kibum hoarse sobs coming from his chest, he was happy that the other was crying, because it meant that in some ways was reacting, perhaps not exactly like Jonghyun would have liked, but it was better than nothing. When Kibum
put his hands around his back, pressing his shirt as he was leaving of his own life, Jonghyun felt his heart stop, stop beating, and then begin again suddenly, hitting hard inside his chest.
Yes, now I was pretty sure, that feeling that was pervading the soul could only be love and now that he knew that Kibum was not so reluctant to it might prove her love for him.
did not know how the other would have taken, but since he had drawn with so much love for so long, doubts would have rejected him as before.
After all, Kibum had just confessed her love for him, now he only did we, Jonghyun Kim, did the next move.