13 Chapter 12
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Jooheon slowly began his trudge back home.
It had been 10 years since Changkyun was arrested, he should be getting out this year, actually.
Why does Jooheon care though? Didn't Changkyun manipulate him into murdering his teachers fiancee?
The answer's simple.
He doesn't.
Jooheon was manipulated, hurt, a broken by Changkyun. That was all too much for his teenage heart and mind to handle.
Jooheons phone rang, pulling him out of his highschool memories.
He looked at the caller ID and answered.
"Hyung? What's up?" He asked, slowly walking up the steps to his apartment.
"Hyunwoo and I were wondering if you wanted to come over! The other three are coming and they're bringing the kids!!" Kihyuns excited voice shouted into the phone, causing Jooheon to flinch and pull the phone away from his ear.
"I'd love to hyung...I adore your guys' kids, as well as Hyungwons and Hoseoks...but I haven't been energized today and I think I'll just end up bringing the mood down..I'm sorry" Jooheon unlocked his door and stepped inside, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his jacket, switching hands with his phone.
"Oh right, you had another therapy session today...sorry" Kihyun muttered into the phone, excitement long gone from his voice.
"Don't be..hey maybe if I feel a little better I'll come over, sounds good?" Jooheon asked, not wanting to make his hyung sad.
"Of cour- HYUNWOO WHY DOES HE HAVE A KNIFE!-" The line went dead.
"Ki-kihyun? Kihyun please dont6tell me you were stabbed by the four year old-" Jooheon started panicking.
Then he got a text from Kihyun.
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Kihyun 🐹:
Everythings good! Hyun-yi just grabbed a knife from the counter and I almost went into cardiac arrest 😅😅
Me:
S' all good hyung, enjoy your night!
Kihyun 🐹:
Will do, come over if you feel like it!
Me:
Of course
Read, 8:15 p.m.
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Jooheon had put his phone down to go get changed and make some sort of instant food.
He really didn't feel like trying on dinner tonight.
Why? He had a weird feeling in his gut, causing him to be paranoid.
Once he decided on dumplings and placed them in the microwave, he returned to the living room to watch t.v.
His phone buzzed again but he thought nothing of it, so he ignored it.
The microwave beeped and he quickly found a t.v. station playing older movies.
The best kind.
When he sat back down, dumplings in hand, he immediately recognized the movie as one he watched with Changkyun, since it was in english and they could both understand.
"Pinocchio"
He chuckled at the movie every now and then, and before he knew it, almost an hour had passed.
He placed his empty plate on the coffee table, only then realizing how violently his phone was vibrating.
He silently panicked and lifted the device off the table.
32 UNREAD MESSAGES FROM: UNKOWN
6 MISSED CALLS FROM: UNKOWN
INCOMING CALL FROM: UNKOWN
ANSWER?
YES | NO
YES | NO
"Hello...honey" that sinister voice from ten years ago purred through the phone, causing Jooheons body to tense up and his hands to become clammy.
"Ch-Changkyun? How did you get my number??" Jooheon muttered into the phone, terrified of the answer.
"Jooheon...baby...Chaeyoungie still has your number...as well as her wife~" Changkyun purred into the phone again.
Fuck. Jooheon thought.
After Chagnkyun went to prison, Chaeyoung and her girlfriend-now-wife Mina were always there to help him out of anxiety attacks.
It didn't take long to realize Chaeyoung wasn't as bad as her family.
They had been friends ever since, he was even invited to be a bridesman at their wedding.
But...if they were so good, why did they give Changkyun his number?
"Baby...open the door it's cold out here" Changkyun poured into the phone before hanging up.
And out of old habit he really didn't wanna go back to, he stood up and obeyed the order.
He walked to the door and peered out the peephole, to see Changkyun.
But a more mature Changkyun.
His hair was blonde and he had an eyebrow piercing.
Jooheon gulped and cracked the door open after unlocking it.
"That's a good boy.." the man on the other side purred out and opened the door entirely.
"Look at me Jooheon." Changkyun sternly said, pushing his way inside and shutting the door behind him.
He flicked on the light to see his beautiful boyfriends face.
Jooheon had matured nicely as well.
His hair was dyed red, but his natural roots were starting to grow in, and from what it looked like, he was wearing makeup.
"Baby...are you wearing makeup?" Changkyun asked, lifting his hand up to brush along Jooheons cheek.
"Y-Yeah...uh..you look nice?" Jooheon shuffled backwards, causing Changkyun to walk forward and pin him against the wall.
"Baby I can tell you're uncomfortable" Changkyun brushed his lips against Jooheons ear, causing the elder male to shudder.
"O-obviously..kyunnie...you just got out of prison.." Jooheon stuttered, attempting to keep his cool.
"That's why I'm here love"
"What?!"
"Jooheon...you're perfect for me...when your god damn friends got me arrested..the family was heartbroken we were split apart.." Changkyun leaned back and made eye contact with Jooheon.
"Your point is?"
"Jooheon...I bought us a place in Itaewon..please baby come live with me again I missed it..I miss us." Changkyun moved away from Jooheon, causing the elder to get confused.
Why didn't he just kidnap him again?
Right, the last time he did that he was arrested.
At least he asked?
No. He's still a criminal and still hurt Jooheon.
"Why should I?" Jooheon asked, backing away from Changkyun and further into the apartment, Chankyun following close behind.
"Because baby...we could be the next Bonnie and Clyde...besides, you don't have anyone you're seeing, from the looks of it" Changkyun leaned against the wall to the living room.
Jooheon froze and walked into the kitchen that was attached to the living room.
"As a matter of fact, I am seeing someone" Jooheon muttered, washing his dishes to distract himself from the conversation.
"Where is he then?"
"Work."
"Where does he work??"
"At a restaurant."
"What's his name and why is he not here?" Changkyuns question caused Jooheon to freeze.
"H-his name is Sammy" Jooheon continued washing his dishes.
"Sammy? As in that Hyunjin kid?"
"No! Woosung!" Jooheon dropped a plate in the sink, scoffing and giving up.
"Jooheon do you even love him?"
Jooheon paused, the words digging into his already damaged heart.
"Jooheon...was he just a filler for me?" Changkyun asked, walking up behind Jooheon and hugging him from behind.
Jooheon slightly leaned into the touch, feeling bad for his boyfriend when he finally made the decision.
"Wait here." Jooheon dissapeared into the back of the house towards the bedrooms and bathroom.
30 minutes later, he emerged with 3 letters, a suitcase and a cat carrier.
"Here I am, Clyde..."
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And that is the end of stockholm!
I know, I know, it sucked and not many people even read this story...but, I hope future readers enjoyed this book :)
I'm sorry if it was inconsistent at some points and I'll do my best to fix those when my brain isn't fried...
But I love you all!
And yes, there will be a sequel ;)
