Did I Ever (KimChay SS)

Part 21

Helloooo! Hope all are doing well! I'm here with the next update. It may be an hour late, but happy valentine's day everyone!!

I had a hard time writing this one, I literally changed the starting 3 times and got carried away while writing this that i wrote a freaking long chapter, so I had to cut some portions.

Still I hope you enjoy the chapter. Finally, our kim and Chay are back together... yayyyy!!!

Have fun! See you'll at the end of chapter.

(PS- don't expect too much from the picture & PC - edited by me from KP and Google pics)

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Kim's room, (continuation)

          "...I'm gonna be by your side ... always ... for-e-ver!" Kim's chuckle grew serious as he whispered above Chay's ears, engulfing him in his arms. The overwhelming feeling of Chay giving him a second chance made it harder for him to speak. He could feel the dampness from his shirt on his chest, from Chay's sobs. Pushing back the emotional lump forming in his throat, Kim just closed his eyes holding onto Chay, refusing to wash down this moment with tears. Kim's finger dug deep into Chay's skin, holding, and pressing him closer as much as possible, fearing he was living a dream and would wake up empty-handed. Like the many lonely nights, he had woken up from.

            As the silence filled the room, Chay tightened his grip on Kim's hoodie, grasping it with his life, almost reflecting the tightness and fear, he felt inside. Everything still felt like a daze, even though he was holding Kim, breathing in his familiar scent, and feeling his burning breath on his nape. He still couldn't believe that he broke down in Kim's arms again. Even on his way back from Porsche, his mind had been completely occupied by his brother's words. The shakiness in Porsche's voice and eyes only reminded him of the fear and confusion, that he had felt, watching his mother's hatred through her eyes and her ominous words.

He didn't understand, how...him...not talking or seeing their mother solve anything? But Chay had to trust him, as even just the flash of his mother's crazy eyes as she picked up the vase, sent shivers through his veins. But all those thoughts vanished as soon as he stepped into Kim's room and saw the brace on his shoulder. Chay instantly felt something heavy inside him. And when Kim had winced trying to wear his shirt, Chay visibly shrank, clenching his hands tight...as if he felt it himself. His mind had flashed back to how Kim's body had jerked when the vase had hit his back...the bruising grip of his hand around his arm...his jaws gritting hard in pain.

         Chay slowly let out the breath he didn't know he had held, as Porsche's words flowed back into his head. Do what your heart tells you to...and that minute his heart was screaming at him...loud. Yet he stayed rooted to his place, watching Kim...unable to act upon those words. Though he smiled at the brothers, he wanted to run to his P'Kim again, but something was still holding him back. A thin thread...of confusion, doubt, and FEAR...of being left again. The more he stood there...alone with Kim, with his head down, the more it pulled him back. Even then, he knew he needed to do it...he needed to apologize.

           He had finally faced him with a weak smile and strong conviction to not cry. But that was until Kim asked him the simplest question Are you Okay? And just like that, everything had begun crumbling inside him. He let it all out...all his silenced emotions...his consuming hesitations...questions, bawling his eyes in Kim's arms. But he needed to know...he needed to hear from Kim...and he did! With his every 'Yes!', Chay felt himself melt. The crushing feeling over his chest was gone, freeing him of suffocation. The only thing that was holding him in one piece now was...his P'Kim's warm embrace, against his soft chuckles and the words that kept lingering in his ears.