Did I Ever (KimChay SS)

Part 20

Hello hello heelllloooo! Hope all are doing well! I've been so wrapped up in my personal work that I hardly had time to write. Sorry for the late updates for the past few chapters (I am trying my best here!)

I'm here with the next update! Though I intended it to be a short chapter, it become a long one. Hope you like it!! see ya at the end of the chapter!

PS - Don't expect too much from the picture, I edited the picture because i liked it...and still not sure if it completely suits the chapter! 

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Kim's room,

           Kim closed his eyes as another round of excruciating pain passed through his shoulders, snapping him out of his silent brooding. He wasn't new to any injury or pain, but he usually lets it pass by either drowning himself in some alcohol or some music. But right now, his utterly chaotic mind and the constant attention given to his shoulders were just making it worse. Cursing under his breath, Kim turned his glare toward the source of his growing pain, who completely ignoring his scowl, tightened the brace around his shoulder with a satisfied smile. Being brought up in a mafia family since childhood, almost all of them were well-versed in first-aids already. Yet Khun had made several video calls to his new favorite doctor and had taken it upon himself to put the shoulder cast on his baby brother. Against his better judgment of his sane mind and aching body, Kim let Khun do as he pleased, as his head was already occupied by too many things.

           And as soon as Khun was done, Kim immediately turned toward the open door. Khun whose been watching him turn to the door for the nth time let out a tired sigh, "Oh, calm down! He'll be here!!" he voiced out, rolling his eyes. On cue, Kim turned away from the door avoiding Khun's pointing gaze. Khun chuckled seeing his edgy brother, "Hmm! Hope you had talked and cleared all his doubts...before all the drama went down?" he asked casually, walking across the room. But Kim just silently stared at his hands, as quite frankly even he wasn't sure where they were standing...metaphorically, before Chay's mom began her wreckage. And that was just adding fuels to his already consuming thoughts. While the unsettling feeling he caught...from the look on Porsche's face when he called Porchay, was growing strong with each second.

Side glancing his brother, "If you're done...you can leave!" he said with his 'no nonsense' tone, grabbing his hoodie from the edge of the bed. Khun let out an exasperated sigh "ughh...Kim..." which turned into a worried gasp when Kim winced aloud as soon as he raised his arm a little, to wear his hoodie. Khun almost leaped forward to help him but froze when Kim raised his hand signing him to stop. Stubborn Idiot! Khun let out another sigh, shaking his head, and finally noticed the figure standing by the door. Relieved by the sight of him, "Chay!" Khun barely whispered when Kim's head snapped toward the direction as soon as he felt Khun turn away from him. "Chay!?" Kim mouthed his name, as a wave of mixed emotions flooded through him.

             Unfreezing from his position, Chay smiled a little before walking further into the room. Even with a considerable distance, Khun could still sense the tension building in the air, as Kim got up from the bed but stood rooted to the place. Pulling at the edge of his oversized shirt, "Are you okay, Phi?" Chay asked, his fluttering eyes focused on Kim's shoulder. Khun smiled softly, seeing Chay's worried face, his eyes that were slowly turning misty, and his trembling hands that held onto the shirt with his dear life. He took a glance at Kim who looked frozen, "Oh, he's fine...it's just a scratch! He'll probably have swelling for a couple of days!" he answered on his behalf, walking to Chay. "But he'll be fine, my dear Chay!" he added, swinging his hands over Chay's shoulder.