Let’s Stop / kaisoo!au ((credits to the amazing melanie for writing it for this gfx))
kai plopped down on the bench at the park. his fingers itched for a cigarette. reaching into his pocket, he found it empty. a flash of irritation flared up in him as he thought of one name. kyungsoo. he probably threw out all of his cigarettes and lighters after their fight about it.
he debated on going to the convenience store to buy some more, but instead sighed and leaned his head back to look at the stars. stars reminded him of kyungsoo and how his eyes used to have that brilliant sparkle whenever he was with him. ever since they started living together, he’s witnessed the sparkle recede to dull, depressed eyes.
i can’t do this anymore.
bangs, smashes and clashes were resounding throughout the tiny apartment. kyungsoo grabbed and threw pots, pans, dishes, cups, chopsticks, knives, anything he could get his hands on. when he finally came to, he was standing in the middle of a mess of metal and glass, breathing heavily with bloody hands.
i can’t let jongin see this, kyungsoo thought calmly. he picked his way over to the bathroom to wash and clean his wounds, then walked back to the chaos in the kitchen. he stood there and pondered for a moment on what to do and then took his cell phone out.
“jongin? can you go buy dinner for tonight?” kyungsoo asked, as if their argument from an hour ago had never happened.
“what do you want?”
“i don’t care. i can’t make dinner tonight, so…”
“alright. i’m hanging up.”
“take your time, by the way.” there was a pause after that before kai hung up. kyungsoo looked at his phone, sighed and began to go clean up his show of anger.
“‘take your time, by the way,’ he’s probably getting another guy to see him at our apartment right this second.” kai muttered darkly as he stomped across the street to get chinese food. he stopped walking abruptly and frowned.
“when have i become like this?”
kyungsoo sat at the dinner table, waiting for kai to come home. he kept glancing at the clock and sighed. i know i told him to take a while, but not this long.
finally, he heard the door open and close quietly. he jumped up from his seat and watched kai walk into their dining/living room.
as if someone else had completely taken over his body, kyungsoo crossed his arms and glared at him. “well you sure took your sweet time coming home.”
kai stopped midstep and glared right back at him. “you told me to.”
“i never meant take this long.”
“what,” he retaliated, “snuck your guy in and out too quickly and got hungry?”
“kim jongin,” kyungsoo snarled, “for you to be assum-”
“well, i’m not the one who told their boyfriend to take their time coming home-”
“you took so long, you might as well have been at some other g-”
“don’t you dare say that!”
“and why shouldn’t i? because it’s true?”
kai slammed their dinner on the table. kyungsoo crossed his arms and glared.
“we need to break up.”
kyungsoo, off guard, blinked. “what?”
“i said,” kai looked up at him, “we need to break up. not should, but need. i’m sick of all the crying, the fights, everything. what happened to our relationship?”
“wait,” kyungsoo tried to interject, “we can fix this-”
“no we can’t,” he whispered, “and you know it too.”
kai made the first move. “i’ll go and pack my stuff.”
kyungsoo made to follow him. “jongin-”
“don’t!” he snapped, turning around to face him. his expression softened. “don’t call me that anymore.” he went into the bedroom and slammed the door behind him, leaving kyungsoo standing helplessly in the middle of the room alone.
“is this,” kyungsoo whispered to himself, “what i get for loving you so much?” he looked up at the ceiling, willing the tears in his eyes to evaporate. “where did we go wrong?”