A Safe Place to Fall

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Warning: Merong mature content sa mga dadating na chapter at isa itong Kaisoo Fanfic. Boy x boy as requested by Suji. HAHAHA. Ito na, dadamayan na kita. Mwehehehe. Inspired ito sa nabasa kong Kaisoo fanfic. *U*

Kung inosente ka bawal ka dito. Pwede ka ng umalis.

Dedicated to SujirouManabe~ <333

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A Safe Place to Fall

Do Kyungsoo stared at the big house in front of him. The cold wind sends shiver to his whole body and slowly, the snow began to fall. He walked towards the house and counted one to ten before he knocked. He waited for response but it seems like there’s no one home. He knocked for the second time and he heard something’s moving inside the house. He patiently waited until the door opened and a young man smiled fondly at him that lessen his anxiety...

“I assumed you’re Do Kyungsoo” surprised by the man’s deep voice that doesn’t matches his face, Kyungsoo nodded. 

“A-Ako nga...” he opened the door widely and let Kyungsoo stepped inside the house. He roamed his eyes around and as expected, the house has a lot of space. Ang laki ng bahay pero wala namang gaanong nakatira, isip ni Kyungsoo. The house looked old and the furniture is covered by white linens. Every corner of the house has spider webs, really looked like a hunted house. And it’s creepy...

Iginaya siya ng lalake sa may sala at doon sila naupo...

“Let me introduce myself first, i’m Park Chanyeol” nakipagkamay siya dito at tsaka nagpatuloy... “Alam mo na naman ang magiging trabaho mo dito hindi ba? At dahil doon, iiwan ko na lamang sayo ang credit card na ito at ang kontratang pipirmahan mo” inilapag ni Chanyeol ang credit card at ang kontrata sa lamesa. Kinuha naman iyon ni Kyungsoo at basta na lamang ito pinirmahan ng hindi man lang ito binasa... “Are you sure you’re not going to read the contract? I’ll give you a chance to read it and if you don’t want the rules and conditions, you can back out” 

“It’s okay. Whatever the rules and conditions are, I don’t care as long as I’ll be paid” 

Chanyeol nodded and watched Kyungsoo carefully... “Your bedroom will be at the second floor, the one with the red door”

“Pwede ko bang malaman kung...sino at anong klase ng tao ang aalagaan ko?”

“He’s Kim Jongin. Hindi naman sa tinatakot kita pero wala pang tumatagal na tagapangalaga sa kanya pero sana naman magtagal ka. Hindi ko na alam kung saan pa ako kukuha ng pwedeng mag-alaga sa kanya kapag umalis ka pa” 

“Don’t worry. I’ll do my best”

“I’m glad to hear that. And oh, ‘yung kwarto niya ‘yung nasa pinakadulo ng second floor, ‘yung may malaking pinto. Kung gusto mong ayusin itong bahay, ikaw na ang bahala. Gamitin mo ‘yung credit card para makabili ng mga gamit na kailangan niya at pang-grocery”

He stood up and shook hands with Kyungsoo...

“Stay strong Do Kyungsoo, I hope you’ll last long” sa sinabing ‘yun ni Chanyeol bago umalis ay biglang nabagabag ang loob ni Kyungsoo. Ano bang klase ng tao si Kim Jongin? Mapang-abuso ba? Baldado? May sakit sa utak? May malalang sakit? He shook his head to remove all his thoughts about who might be Kim Jongin. He lifted his bag and headed to his bedroom.

He threw his bag to his bed and slumped in the chair near the window. He watched the snow slowly falling and filling the ground. He exhaled and it fogged the glass of the window...

“Keu..ri..seu...” isinulat niya ang pangalan ng lalakeng pinakamamahal niya at muling napabuntong hininga. Ayaw niya itong iwan pero kailangan. Nahihiya na kasi siya dito. Si Kris na lang kasi lagi ang nagtatrabaho para sa kabubuhay nilang dalawa at siya, nasa bahay lang at wala man lang maiambag pagdating sa pampinansyal na problema. Ayaw niyang maging pabigat sa kasintahan kaya naghanap siya ng trabaho at inirekomenda naman ito ng kaibigan niyang si Junmyeon na kakilala pala ni Chanyeol. Hindi niya sinabi kay Kris na aalis muna siya at mawawala ng ilang araw, linggo...buwan? Hindi niya alam pero umasa siyang maiintindihan siya ni Kris. 

Nang magdidilim na, tumayo na siya at pumunta sa may kusina para maghanda ng makakain ni Jongin. Nagluto lamang siya ng chicken soup at naghanda din ng French bread. Inilagay niya sa tray ang mga pagkaing inihanda niya. Naglagay din siya ng isang baso ng tubig at gatas dahil hindi niya alam kung ano ang gusto nito...

He walked towards Jongin’s room and when he’s at the front of the room’s door, he just stood up there for about 5-10 minutes. Kinakabahan kasi siya, Paano kung hindi niya magustuhan ang niluto ni Kyungsoo? Paano kung hindi pala siya nakain nito?

“Calm down Do Kyungsoo, you can do this” he repeatedly murmurs this mantra and gathered his self up. But as he was about to grab the doorknob, the door opened. His eyes widened when a man 2-3 inches taller than him came into his view. Hindi niya gaanong makita ang itsura ng lalake dahil nakasuot sa ulo niya ang hood ng jacket na suot niya at medyo madilim sa parte nitong kwarto niya dahil walang ilaw.

He must be Kim Jongin...

He swallowed the lump in his throat and tried to speak but he can’t. His palm is sweating in nervousness and his heart beating loudly...

“Who are you?” he says almost a whisper. His voice is husky as if it’s his first time to talk in ages...

“I-I’m Do Kyungsoo. A-Ako ang bagong tagapangalaga mo. Dinalhan nga pala kita ng pagkain”

He reached his hands and grabbed the glass of milk. Buong akala ni Kyungsoo ay iinumin niya ang gatas pero nagulat siya ng ihulog ni Jongin ang baso sa sahig sanhi ng pagkabasag ng baso at pagkatapon ng gatas. 

Fck all the fcks..

“I don’t drink milk and...” kinuha naman niya ang bowl ng soup at ganun din ang ginawa niya kagaya ng baso ng gatas kanina... “I don’t eat soup” he gets the tray from Kyungsoo and slammed the door in his face...

Kyungsoo stared at the door and can’t find himself to move. His mouth is hanging open in disbelief...

 Now what? Am I here to take care of a fcking brat?!

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