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Sehun’s heart was beating so hard that he felt breathless, his hands trembled as he sat outside the operation theatre. The red light above the door made his throat constrict whenever he looked at it. With shaking fingers, he opened his sister’s purse, it had a some receipts, cosmetics and money, twenty thousand won he counted, her sister’s boss had fired her after knocking her up, all of the money she had saved was spent on the pregnancy, his sister loved the man, she had thought that he would accept her after the baby was born, it was a boy, she was going to give him an heir.
His sister had a complicated labor, they had been in hospital for last two days and now the doctor had told him to pray for her, He tried to stand up but his knees give away. He opened the small pocket in the purse, there was a folded picture of two people her sister and her boss, Kim Jongin, the man behind their misery, the man who had destroyed their lives. He was the same man who had taken away Sehun’s virginity, Sehun hated that man.
He shredded the picture and threw it on the floor and the door opened, Sehun stumbled when he stood up to rush towards the doctor. The doctor shook his head, “We couldn’t save the mother and the child, I am sorry.” After pressing a hand on his shoulder the doctor walked away, his ears rang and he fell on the floor as his world crumpled around him.
*
Strong hands held his waist, as the thrusts became harder, it was like he was being ripped open but soon the pleasure overtook the pain and he moaned, there was a pair of lips pressed against his and a tongue entered his mouth tracing the back of his teeth, saliva trickled down his chin, his back arched off and his toes curled when the man’s shaft touched the bundle of nerves inside him.
He looked at the man above him, he looked ethereal with the moon light falling over his tan body glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, the room filled with their groans and moans.
Sehun’s eyes shot open, he had dreamt of the night, the night he had spent with the man who had taken away his sister, his gut twisted and he rushed to the toiled to puke, he felt abhorrent.
It had been a month since his sister died, he had spent the days coped up in their apartment. His parents had died in a car accident when he was thirteen, his sister was six years older than him, she had worked part time jobs and finished college, Sehun too started doing part time jobs in high school. Their living condition had improved two years back when his sister had started to work for Kim Holdings as the P.A to the CEO, Kim Jongin. Now his sister had died and Sehun had no family left.
He flushed the toilet before leaving, a man sat in his room on the dingy couch, Kim Joonmyeon, his sister’s friend from high school, he was the one who had gotten her a job in Kim Holdings.
“It’s your high school graduation ceremony tomorrow.” Joonmyeon spoke softly. Sehun ignored him and laid on the bed with his back facing Joonmyeon.
“It would be weird if the student of the year didn’t show up, wouldn’t it be.” He was right Sehun would be the student of the year, he excelled in both curricular and extracurricular activities, student of the year of Kwanghee High School was not just a tile it was a golden ticket to future, it was like winning a beauty pageant or more than that. Kwnanghee high school was the most prestigious high school in Korea, he had studied on a scholarship, all the other students in his class were pretentious rich pimps.
“I’ll pick you up at 8.” Joonmyeon stood up to leave after having a one sided conversation.
“I am not going.”
“She would have wanted you to go. Be ready.” Joonmyeon walked out and Sehun sobbed in the pillows.
*
Sehun shifted uncomfortably in the passenger seat, Joonmyeon chuckled beside him. Joonmyeon came from a good family, his family had shares in Kim Holdings and ran their shopping mall chain. Sehun’s sister had met him in High school, they had been best friends since then, Joonmyeon had been the one to arrange her funeral, Sehun didn’t have any money, his sister should have fallen in love with him.
They were three hours late because Sehun had refused to come, he wished the ceremony will be over when they get there. They entered the auditorium and made their way through students to find their seats.
“Don’t you have any work to do?”
“I took off some time, besides our CEO will be here.”
“WHAT?”
Right then the he heard the principle announcing, “…….And the student of the year goes to Oh Sehun!” Sehun froze in his place when he saw Kim Jongin standing at the stage, they were still standing in the middle of the aisle.
“Where are you Mr. Oh?” his principle said again and all the eyes turned towards him murmuring he is here, he is here.
Sehun took steps towards the stage robotically, and this time Jongin’s eyes widened but he fixed his expressions quickly, what a professional that bastard, he had recognized him.
Jongin flashed him a toothy smile before putting a medal on him, Sehun wanted to break his teeth, He lowered his eyes so he wouldn’t have to look at him.
“Good Job Sehun-ah.” He extended his hand still smiling.
Sehun’s gut twisted at the informality, he eyed the hand for a while before shaking it and left the stage without making a thank you speech, He ignored the concerned frown on Jongin’s face or the way his face wilted when Sehun rushed out.
*
“What’s got you smiling? It’s hideous.” Baekhyun said with a poker face.
“Shut up.” Jongin rolled his eyes before breaking into a grin, “I found him.”
“You mean him as in the him, your Cinderella.” Baekhyun’s jaw hung open, Jongin nodded amused.
“But how? I thought he had vanished a year ago after giving you a night of your dreams.” Baekhyun spinned his head in an exaggerated motion at the word dreams and it was Jongin’s turn to roll his eyes.
“Remember I told you I was going to attend this year’s graduation ceremony of our old high school, he was there.” Jongin couldn’t help the smile that bloomed on his face, but the boy had acted weirdly, he hadn’t looked at Jongin and had left immediately.
“A teacher.”
“A student.”
“Jongin you fucking pedophile!”
“What? I am not that older than him, just by six years maybe.” He whispered the last part.
“Tell me about him.” Baekhyun rolled his eyes, Jongin wondered why hadn’t his eyes rolled back to his brain given the amount of eye roll Baekhyun did on daily basis.
“His name is Oh Sehun, he looks like an angel and he is the most beautiful person in the world, and guess what he was the student of the year.” Jongin said it in one breath.
“Let me correct you right there, my Kyungsoo is the most beautiful person in the world, alright and he too was the student of the year.” Baekhyun’s finger tapped the table repeatedly to make a point.
“So was I.” Jongin scoffed, “And what about you, you were the resident campus playboy bully who couldn’t even confess his feelings, I can’t believe Kyungsoo fell for you.”
His best friend had instantly fallen for the Do boy, the heir to Do Telecommunication, the moment he had first laid his eyes on him, eventually Jongin had become sick of his 5.7ft tall faced friend taking shy glances at the wide eyed looking freshman. Baekhyun’s shy glances were actually, Baekhyun winking at the boy of his affection with an exaggerated smirk after every five minutes making the said boy flee at the sight of him and then sighing the whole day, needless to say his friend had zero talent when it came to romance, his reputation of a playboy bully wasn’t helping his case either.
Jongin had taken matters in his hands after six month of pinning and confessed Baekhyun’s feeling in front of both of them, Kyungsoo’s eyes had rounded like saucers and Baekhyun ran away faster than a leopard. They had come around eventually and were together ever since and to this day Jongin likes to rub in Baekhyun’s face that he had brought them together,
“Whatever, What are you going to do about your Cinderella?”
“I have invited him to a lunch, a professional lunch by CEO of Kim Holdings’.”
“A disguise of a pathetic professional lunch, why not invite him to dinner, you can get him drunk and get in his pants like you want.” Baekhyun wiggled his eyebrows.
“Shut up, I don’t want to do that, actually I do but he is not just a fuck for me.” Jongin smacked Baekhyun’s head, “I like him Baekhyun, for the first time I like someone, it has been a year but I still remember that night when I close my eyes.”
“Spare me the details of your passionate love making, I know you have never fucked anyone ever since then Jongin, I was just joking.” A woman’s dress on the hotel floor, and manicured nailed digging in his back flashed his mind and Jongin frowned.
“I gotta go Kyungsoo must be back by now, Good luck with your lunch date” Baekhyun left and Jongin didn’t smile the whole day after that.
Later in the evening his P.A told him that Oh Sehun had declined the lunch invitation.
*
“You are holding the line.” The boy’s beautiful face was contorted in annoyance. Jongin was dreaming, wasn’t he? Oh Sehun stood at the counter in his company’s cafeteria. He knew he had been staring at him for some minutes now. People started whispering behind him.
“How dare you take to the boss like this? Apologize.” The manager hurried to the counter.
“It’s fine, he is right I was holding the line.” Jongin flashed an apologetic smile, what a pretender Sehun scowled.
“But still…” The manager said again.
“I said it’s fine. Do you mind joining me for lunch Sehun?”
“Yes.”
“What is wrong with you brat.” The manager looked ready to pull his hair out.
“Get us whatever you like, I’ll be waiting.” Jongin replied and took a seat in a booth. He ate in company’s café once a month to check the quality of the food, and now Sehun was working here. Why wasn’t he going to college? His inner monologue was broken by Sehun smashing two plates of broccoli on table. He took a seat across him, and took the plate with two florets and slid the full plate towards Jongin.
Sehun’s lips were quirking in a smile, serves the fucker right.
“Thank you.” Sehun wanted to punch his face. After Jongin had left the counter everyone had started praising how kind and humble he was and what a disrespectful jerk, Sehun was, only if they knew who the bastard was.
“Do you go to university?” Jongin said before pushing a floret in his mouth.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Not everyone is born with daddy’s money in his wallet.” Sehun was given scholarship by university but he had bills to pay, so he had taken a semester off to earn some money and Joonmyeon had helped him get a job here.
If his words had hurt Jongin’s pride, he didn’t show any sign of it, “I can help you.”
“And fuck me in return.” Sehun scoffed.
“That’s not what I meant, my family gives need based scholarships to students, why don’t you apply for it?”
“I am not a charity case, I can take a care of myself.” Sehun spat.
“Do you have a problem with me?”
“Why would I, you are no one important to me.” Yes he had a problem with him he had wronged his sister and now she was dead. He had bared Sehun of everything, but he still dreamt of the drunken night they had spent together, he made him resent himself for harboring feelings he should not.
“You can leave if you want.” Jongin said softly, Jongin knew he had been the boy’s first time, he could tell, he wanted to ask if Sehun was angry because he had a lover, but Jongin hadn’t forced him, but he chose not to, there was no use making the boy sit with him if he hated him.
*
Jongin sat in a bar alone, Baekhyun had stood up on him because Kyungsoo was feeling under the weather, but he knew what it really meant was that his best friend has suddenly felt horny and wanted to fuck his fiancé, Jongin was happy for his friend but sometimes the sight of the small world Baekhyun and Kyungsoo had built for themselves, made him feel lonely.
“Hi, there.” A tall woman sat next to him and Jongin drowned his fifth glass.
“Hello.”
“It’s cramped in here wanna get out.” She smiled prettily at him.
“No, I have someone I love.” A year back Jongin would have never declined a good fuck but now he wanted just one boy, the boy who hated him.
“A lover?”
“No I love him, he doesn’t love me.”
“it’s his loss.” She ruffled his hair when she left. No, It was just Jongin who was lost.