Finally, the last chapter of MTO. I’m seriously gonna miss Young Master Hyunnie and Mrs.Cho, like seriously. But hey… that means more stories to come! ^^
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Snapshot!
Mrs. Cho smiles bitterly. “Oh and Siwon… before I go, could you please give a message for Hyunnie?”
“Sure.”
“Tell him I love him so much, tell him that I love him the most in this entire universe and if he fails to call me three times a day then I’m gonna hire an assassin to chop his poor boyfriend’s head off.”
Choi Siwon smirks, apparently the war is still on. “Don’t worry, Ahjumma. I’m gonna take care of your son. In fact, I’m gonna teach him new stuffs only adult would know. This and that, I’m sure we’re gonna make cute babies.”
“Whh… wha… what!! Don’t you dare to touch my Hyunnie!”
“It’s my Hyunnie now.”
“Youu!! If you were my son, I would put rat poison in your milk!”
“If I were your son, I’d drink it myself!”
“Okh!!”
Ignore the fact that I made Secretary Cho looks like Woody Woodpecker up there :/ I’m not good at cover making. Dedicated to all readers, thank you for holding on to this series, it’s been a long year. When you finish reading this part and about to judge with the question of “WHY”, remember that I don’t make sad-ending. So… please bear of the sad part just for a moment? Love you guys! ^^
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Kyuhyun doesn’t have any choice but to bring Siwon to his room, it would be too difficult to handle Siwon in the man’s large bedroom. “Sajangnim, stop dragging your feet… you’re heavy.”
Siwon moans. “Is it… Kyuhyun-ssi… is it you?”
“Of course it’s me. Now hang on, we almost reach the door.”
“Kyuhyun-ssi…”
“Stop talking, you’re heavily drunk.”
“I don’t care, I have to do it now! Now now cow cow wow wow…!” The drunken man grabs Kyuhyun’s shoulders and then bumps him onto the wall. Although he is drunk, he still have the strength to overpower his Secretary.
Kyuhyun frowns. “Sa… Sajangnim, what are you doing?”
“Kyuhyun-ssi… I… I wanna say that I…”
“You’re drunk.”
“No!” Siwon shouts. “I swear to Drunk, I’m not God!”
The man then breathes hard, before finally moving his head onto Kyuhyun’s shoulder. He is resting there for a moment, forgetting about what he wanted to say before. Secretary Cho cannot do anything but sigh. This is absolutely not an official duty of a Secretary.
winter wonderland. by lucy.rogers on Flickr.
If you won’t fall you won’t learn
Cho Kyuhyun has the money and also reason, he only has to the collect the confidence to actually do it.
During classes, he cannot concentrate at all. He keeps on looking at the windows, hoping time could move faster. That day, right after class, he will have to help his Professor with library work before visiting his parents. And by the end of the day, he will eventually have the time to go to Crux.
Kyuhyun, really wants to go there. Even for a while, even though he’s scared and awkward… he really wants to go where those peaceful paintings are.
***
Professor Lim mumbles while arranging books based on its title, the library is surprisingly quiet that day after hours. “I supposed you’ve received the payment for your latest article, Kyuhyun-ssi. Use the money wisely, you’ve worked hard for it. Maybe one day, you can write your own book.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Ah~ To Kill a Mockingbird, this one is precious… you know who wrote this?”
“Harper Lee?”
Professor smiles. “I knew you would be my favorite student from the moment I laid my eyes on you. You memorize and absorb every word out of any book. You may not realize the function now, but trust me… it will help you later. Words… could overcome pain and sorrow, even at its oddest moment.”
Really? Do words have that kind of power?
Kyuhyun wouldn’t know, especially now- since his head is full of thoughts. He spent two hours helping Professor and now he’s heading to his parents’ home. Earlier that day, his Mother called him to stop by to discuss an important matter. Not sure what, hopefully it won’t take that long because it’s almost 7 and he knows Crux is usually closed before 9.
But… can it be as smooth as he planned to be? His family has wicked way to control his life, almost seems impossible to let go of Kyuhyun that easily.
***
“Kyuhyun! You came…” His Mother greets him as soon as he walks in. Kyuhyun takes his shoes off, puts his bag on the front couch, before finally enters the family room. Everyone is there. His sick Father, his helpless Mother, his materialistic sister and his naughty twin little brothers.
While his brothers are chasing each others and joking around, Kyuhyun decides to sit next to his Mother. “Omunim, is there something wrong?”
“Han Eul… is pregnant.”
“What??”
“Yohan overheard her fighting with her boyfriend.” The Mother cries. “He didn’t wanna take responsibility! And she was going to abort it! Kyuhyun-Ah… you have to do something about it, talk to your sister.”
Kyuhyun glances to Shim Han Eul, his younger sister in the separate age of five years gap. “Han Eul-Ah, this is serious. You sure you’re pregnant?”
Han Eul squints. “Of course I’m sure, I’m not an idiot!”
“Then I’ll go to your boyfriend’s house. I’ll ask him and his family nicely…”
“No use, he won’t marry me. That’s why I was gonna do abortion.”
“Don’t abort the baby!”
“Then Oppa, tell me…” The pretty Han Eul suddenly smiles. “If you won’t allow me to kill this damn baby, will you give me more money? Your monthly money only enough for clothes and make-up. I need more. In fact, if you give me some money now, I promise to go to a doctor tomorrow.”
Kyu mumbles softly. “I just sent you three days ago, right now- I don’t have anymore money…”
Han Eul sighs. She did receive the transfer, but she already spent half of it for party and new shoes. Her sick Father and her whiny Mother are useless, so the only way to get easy money is only from his big brother.
When the moment is still awkward for a while, suddenly Yohan shouts loud from the living room. “Hyung is lying! Look, I found his money here!” The 13 years old boy holds an envelope of money he just took from Kyu’s bag on the couch. He shows the money to his twin brother and also the rest of the family. “Hyung is a liar! Liar liar liaaar…” The twin mock their own brother.
***
“Yah, you! Put it back!” Kyuhyun is about to scold the boy for ransacking his bag, but suddenly his old Father… coughs. “So it’s like that. You choose to keep the money to yourself instead of giving it to your pregnant sister. No matter how important the money is for, I thought you would put us… your family, as priority.”
“Ahbuji, don’t say like that. Of course I care about this family.”
“Then why did you hide the money?!”
“It’s not…”
“We adopted you from that crappy foster house, paid for your school, gave you food- and this is how you repay us?” His Father coughs again. “If you care enough for this family, then act like a good older brother and give the money to your sister so she can go to the doctor uggh uggghh…!!”
Whether Kyu agrees or not, his brothers already take the money and give it to Han Eul anyway. The money, of his left over saving and those he borrowed from Minho. The money… which is supposed to be his reason to enter Crux.
Everything is a mess. Kyuhyun feels so depressed that he keeps his head down all the time. His Mother tries to calm his coughing Father, his brothers giggle and his sister seems so happy counting the amount of the money. The usual family time, and once again… they win.
Tick tock tick tock… finally 8.13. Everyone is moving to the dining room for the late dinner and only Kyuhyun stays in his previous spot. Even if…
“Kyu-Ah, why still here? Let’s have dinner together.” Says his Mother.
“I’m going.”
“What? Where? But the food is rea… Kyuhyun! Kyuhyun-Ah!”
The boy already walks out of the house in hurry, carrying his bag and his left over confidence. Even if he doesn’t have anymore money, anymore reason… he has to go to Crux tonight. Even if.
***to be continued***
Early morning when Choi Siwon parks his car in front of his small shop. He wears thick jacket to overcome the Autumn’s cold, and a plastic glass of hot coffee he bought from a nearby stall. The handsome man who looks a bit messy that day, keeps on drinking while opening his closed shop.
There’s someone walking toward him. An ugly man around his 40s with ridiculous Hawaiian shirt and stupid pony tail. “Morning! So Siwon-ssi… have you thought about my boss’ offer last week? He really wanna own this place. Your store is behind his building. We need to expand.”
“So build higher.”
“He wants it wider.”
Jang Il, the ugly man, follows Siwon to enter Crux. “Don’t be stupid, the deal is good for you. You can get full money to buy another place which will be more profitable for your… gallery.”
Siwon sighs. “I don’t want another place. You’re wasting your time and mine.”
“You know I’m making it easy, do not… make my boss angry.”
“I’m not selling Crux.”
“There must be something that bonds you with this place. Either something, or someone. You better take care of your issue and sign the deal fast, coz I don’t think my boss would wanna wait any longer. Okay?” The man grins, showing his two golden front teeth before finally walks lazily to the door.
He runs lightly where his old Ford Mustang is parked. Leaning to his car, he makes an important message to someone with his cellphone. ”Boss, it’s me. I just talked to Choi Siwon and he turned down your offer once again. I’m thinking maybe I could give him a fair warning, you know… to scare him a bit so that he can change his mind. I’m gonna do it tomorrow night.
Don’t worry boss, Crux will be yours.” Jang Il smirks. “I can guarantee that…”
***
Why would anyone bother? Siwon won’t sell Crux no matter how much they offer. It’s not about the money anymore, it’s about a comfortable place where he can paint anything he wants- while waiting for Cho Kyuhyun to walk by.
Routine things to do. Siwon cleans the shop, arranges some messy tools, checks on the display paintings, turns door’s closed sign into open, prepares his painting equipment, drags the wooden chair, sits there, and… nothing.
He usually would start to paint some objects or imagine a place, but recently there’s no mood or inspiration at all. His brain is numb because he keeps witnessing Kyuhyun walks home almost everyday with that girl. For these couple of days, all Siwon can do- is only staring empty on his canvas without even have the spirit to paint. Customers come, customers go, and Siwon is unmoved from his spot. The pain inside of his chest, it gets deeper each second.
Kyuhyun… is the only thing that matters.
***
Seoul’s National Hospital…
There room smells odd, it’s the mixture of drugs and amount of frozen corpses. However, Minho seems to be enjoying the situation much. He is taking a syringe from the glass cabinet and brings it near to the deceased on the table- right in front of him. “I don’t understand why you came all over here just to borrow me some money. Why don’t you ask Changmin or Ryeowook instead?”
“Changmin is out of town and Ryeowook is having a picnic with Tae Yeon.”
“What for anyway? The money-“
“For… Seo Hyun’s painting.”
Cho Kyuhyun mumbles softly, almost like a whispering. “I wanna take Seo Hyun to Crux, to be painted by that painter- Choi Siwon. I was supposed to come to Crux last week, but I didn’t have enough money. So I hope I can borrow you some, so I can go there tomorrow…”
Minho sighs. ”Yea whatever. Just help me to open her eyes first.”
A bit awkward, Kyuhyun moves closer to the corpse. He opens one of it’s eyes and watches as Minho- carefully inject the pale colored eyes and draws amount of liquid from it. “Minho-Ah, are you even allowed to do this?” Kyu squints.
“No, but the coroner had an emergency call. This corpse was already embalmed when she got here. Best way to cover up a crime, she was poisoned.” Minho points at the eyes. “Embalming would have destroyed any trace of toxin in her system, but some… may still be found in the vitreous humor of the eye.”
“You know? You remind me of a crazy creepy doctor who eats his own pa…”
“You want the money or not?”
“You are ADORABLE!”
“Tehehe…” Minho giggles. “You really like that girl, don’t you?”
Kyu decides not to answer, no one would understand anyway. He can’t even explain his own strange feeling and the concerns about Siwon’s paintings lately. This week, he saw only one painting displayed. There are usually five or six, but there’s only one this week. What happen to the man? Is he sick? Kyuhyun has to know, and to know, he must enter Crux as soon as possible.
The husky voice Minho puts the syringe at it’s previous position, before he takes a brown wallet out of his pocket. “Dealing with corpses everyday, makes me think about death all the time. Maybe I’ll die laughing, or getting heart attack during sex. What do you think? What is the best way to die?”
Kyuhyun finally receives the money. It’s one of the weirdest questions he ever heard, but still he opens his lips and answers. “Drowned maybe, lost in the deep green sea. I’m always a big fan of water…”
***to be continued***
wonkyufanfic: OBS for the weekend, as I promised. Can’t believe it’s been more than a year since I wrote this short stories series, it’s like a time travel don’t you think? Anyway… three updates for today, hope you pretty readers enjoy them all ^^
- Welcome Home.
- Hello Doctor!
- There Lost The Gentleman.
