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Bitter Romance

2009-11-11T14:41:20Z

Title: Bitter Romance
Rating: PG-15
Summary: Eric's point of view {Sequel to Bitter Love}
Type: One-shot
Warnings: curse words, Eric/Hyesung dont belong to me, other characters do.

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It’s not I didn’t notice him staring at me. We were sitting at the bar, drinking our usual shots. We would sit on the stools and drink in silence. We will never talk.

Hyesung was my light. Hyesung was my salt. Hyesung was my water. Hyesung has always been my love.

Hyesung ah, I love you.

‘Whatever Eric.’

I gave Hyesung a look over. The previous thoughts of earlier today played in my mind.

When we came to this ‘date’, I was hoping that Hyesung would have changed his mind about going together. Granted, we were suppose to come with the other members, but when they all bailed out, saying they had other plans.

I was crestfallen to see Hyesung’s crushed face.

He was dressed in his best clothes, his hair fixed to utmost perfection, curving his face beautifully around his golden skin. He was already ready to go.

And when they left he looked at me and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to get out of his begging. One thing I know about Hyesung and that he is afraid to be by himself.

‘Eric, please. Let’s go together.’

Okay, Hyesung ah. Anything for you.

And here we were, sitting at the bar. Drinking silently like I had assumed. I had told him that I would come with a date, my girlfriend. He didn’t care. He was happy that he wasn’t coming by himself.

I had always thought that he was using me to get whatever he wants. When he wanted a drink, food, or new clothing, he would always turn to me, begging with his soft, brown eyes. It’s like he knows I break under pressure. His pressure.

It’s like I am his toy.

The more I think about it, I had become angry. Who was he to use me? Me, the Eric Mun?

His name is Shin Hyesung.

But who am I to back out from an angel?

I sighed, turning away from him before I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked only to find a cute, pretty face starring at me. My girlfriend, Young-In.

She smiled at me before tugging at my sleeve to follow her. I took a quick look at Hyesung who was already looking at her and me, his face surprised. I think he had forgotten about me telling him I would bring her.

He gaped at her and my girlfriend blushed, probably thinking he found interest in her. She was dead wrong. His eyes found mine suddenly, sadness lurking in them before turning around the stool, ordering another shot.

I didn’t know what to do then, but I couldn’t tell Young-In to leave since I had invited her.

But I didn’t want to leave Hyesung either. I felt the tugging again. I sighed.

I followed her to the other side of the bar, sitting at one of the empty tables before a waiter showed up, taking our orders and left. We talked for a bit, enjoying the familiar comfort we had together.

I had forgotten everything we had talked about. My focus was the saddened Hyesung sitting a few feet away from me. He thinks that I wouldn’t notice his stare. He was always looking at us, making the situation uncomfortable. He doesn’t know how much I wanted to go back with him, and my girlfriend was making it more difficult.

“Young-In ah, I think you need to go home.”

The words left my mouth so suddenly. I didn’t except them to rush out so blunt but they did. I turned to look at her, eyes gleaming with unshed tears as she got up, grabbing her purse and ran out.

I couldn’t just leave her alone.

I gave Hyesung one last look, practically telling him I would be right back, but he wasn’t looking at me. His eyes were on his glass in front of him, his back to me.

I got up, taking my leave through the guards. I know that Hyesung doesn’t like being by himself, but she lived nearby. It will only take a couple of minutes.

Before making up my mind, I saw a glance of the white shirt she had on. I followed her then, chasing her through alleyways, hearing her sniff in front of me.

I felt like such an asshole.

“Young-In ah! Wait!”

She didn’t turn around and I panicked. Where the hell is she going?

She passed by a few more alleys crossing each other before making a complete stop. Her back facing me, her armed moved around through her bag, rummaging to find something before pulling something out.

I stopped running, walking up to her slowly before she turned around. An angry scowl on her face.

“Is it that whore you were with? The guy with the pretty face? I will kill him!” she yelled, tears streaking down her face before dialing a number down. I didn’t know what to say.

“Young-In ah…” I walked closer to her. I didn’t want to hurt her. I just didn’t know what to do. She put the phone on her ear before flicking me the finger.

“Gouru ah, where are you?”

Her voice scared me. She never sounded like that.

A gruff sound responded before she nodded her head.

“Take him out if you want. You have my permission.”

A laugh was heard before she snapped the phone shut. I looked at her.

“What did you do?” I growled, fists clenching. I didn’t like that laughter.

She smiled innocently, dropping her phone back in her purse. She walked to the side of the alley, hands tied neatly behind her back.

“What do you mean, Eric-ah? I didn’t do anything.” A smirk plastered on her face. I growled, threatened.

“Don’t give me that bullshit.”

She smiled lightly, a small laugh beckoned out of her small, pinkish lips.

“Oh, don’t worry. Your whore will no longer be between us.”

I gaped, shocked.

“What?” it came out rasped, my voice cracking in fear.

She laughed out loud, circling around behind me before wrapping her arms around my torso. Blowing into my ear, she used her cute voice.

“I get to have you. And no one else will stand in my way.”

I didn’t know how long I was standing there, her body pressed onto my back until my brain registered what she has told me.

‘Hyesung.’

Pushing her off me, I ran to the bar.

I couldn’t believe that she would target Hyesung like that. My Hyesung. I ran as fast as I could before seeing the line to the bar. I groaned, pushing pass people.

“Hey, fucker! Get in the back of the line like everyone else.” I heard before turning to the man who stopped me.

“What the fuck did you say?” My voice turned dark, annoyed and angry. The guy backed off before I turned back around, pushing against people until I reached the doors.

Damned bodyguards.

“Sir, I am going to ask you to get to the back of the line.”

Punching a guy never felt so good. The other one opened the door for me. I walked in, throwing people out of my way to the bar.

To find him gone.

I looked around, asking people around if they have seen him. Some shrugged, other shook their head. I groaned in frustration. I sat down on one of the stools to the bar.

“Hyesung ah…”

“Looking for your friend?”

I turned around, facing the bartender in shock.

“You know where he is?” He shook his head.

“Last I heard from him he said he was heading home. Was looking for you before he left with another man, though.”

It clicked in my head for a few minutes. ‘…another man…another man…’

“Did they leave the bar?”

“I am pretty sure they did. They headed that way though.” He pointed to another direction close to the exit of the bar. I thanked him before heading over there, again pushing people out of my way.

It wasn’t long until I reached my destination.

I was greeted by stairs going up, its smell was horrible.

“Hyesung ah…” I called, going up the stairs step by step.

Taking forever I finally breathed in air condition when I met the second floor. Looking around, there was a man behind a window. Time for some answers.

The moment I reached there his eyes opened widely, taking me in his thoughts before dashing out of the room.

I groaned, disappointed.

Walking around, I heard a thump in one of the rooms. I followed it, hoping it would help me find Hyesung.

Hearing another thump followed by another thump, I got curious and stopped in front of one of the rooms.

“Keep him awake! Hold him still!” a yell boomed through the cheap walls. Another man groaned before some noise of a bed squeaking.

“Yeah, that’s it.”

I heard some more squeaking and a couple of moans.

“Please….stop….”

I broke through the door.

End.

Bitter Love One-shot

2009-11-09T21:12:16Z

Title: Bitter Love
Pairing: Eric Mun/ Shin Hyesung
Rating: PG-15
Summary: Hyesung loves Eric. He really does. But what happens when Eric leaves Hyesung alone in a bar?
Type: One-shot
Warnings: rape; Eric and Hyesung dont belong to me. :( Shinhwa dont belong to me

~~
Seeing Eric with another girl pisses me off.

I mean, sure, he is the great leader of Shinhwa. We are a legend in Korea, the best amongst the best. Eric deserves to be with anyone he ever wanted.

But then why doesn’t he want to be with me?

We are the oil and water, the pepper and salt. Water and fire. We belonged.

And yet, here he is. Clinging on a girl I don’t know, smiling and laughing as they nuzzled each other’s cheeks, brushing their lips against the other’s. I held my composure to stop myself from crying.

‘Hyesung ah, I love you.’

No, you don’t. You love her, not me.

I turned away as soon as his eyes travelled on my direction, pretending to drink something from my empty glass. We were at a bar, alone as I liked it. It was suppose to be a groupie date for us Shinhwa, but the other 4 bailed out early this morning. Eric wanted to bail out too, but I held and begged him for hours until he agreed as long as he get to bring a date.

And that was my simple mistake.

Snaking my arms around me, it suddenly got cold. Bars are never cold for me, but now I felt stiff and numb from the cooling air condition. I sighed.

The only thing I can get out from this ‘date’ is just heartbroken thoughts and sadness.

I turned back to look where Eric and the ‘thing’ were sitting, only to find a different couple sitting there.

I turned the other way, hoping that they had just got up to dance somewhere.

I couldn’t find them.

My heart began to beat faster. Eric wouldn’t leave me here alone!

I got up to search for them only to be pushed back onto the chair. I looked to the side to find another guy sitting besides me. Buff, aftershaved, and ugly.

“What is it that you want?” I asked quickly, wanting to leave the club as soon as possible. He turned to my, flashing his yellow teeth into a large grin. He had a tight grip on my arm, fingers clutching deeply into my skin.

He was twice as large as me.

“Hey, beautiful. How about showing me a good time tonight?” I gaped at him before reaching for his hand to pull at his fingers. He gripped at me tighter.

“Sir, please. I just want to go home.” I begged as he got up, pulling me with him.

“Okay. We can go have fun at your place.” I instantly grew cold and scared. I tried jerking myself away from him only to be brought onto his chest, his arm around my waist.

“Sir, let me go!” My yell went to deafened ears; the music was too loud for anyone to hear me. He scowled as his arm tightened close to me before pulling me to the stairs.

He dragged me up to the second floor before another man behind a window. He had his hand opened and the guy digged into his pockets. With one arm loose I tried to kick him so I can run away.

He groaned at my attempt, hitting me on the back of my head before pulling at my hair to stay still. My fingers instinctly went around his on my hair, tears forming under my eyes as I tried releasing myself from the other man. The man behind the window grinned, smiling lightly at me as the guy finally put down a couple of bills on the counter. The guy pointed to the other side and the guy let go of my hair.

Finding my next moment to run, he pushed his leg under me, tripping me. He gripped my arm again as I finally cried, tears rolling down my cheeks as he pulled me right back up.

“Sir, please…!” he turned me around to slap me. My hand went on my cheek, more tears spilling. He pulled me to a room, opened already only to find a queen sized bed inside. What was he planning on…

I screamed.

I screamed until he threw me on the bed, planting himself on top of me as he began to lick my neck, sucking on my skin.

He grabbed my hands, pulling them above me as he tore open my shirt. His lips found mine as I turned harshly to the sides. He cant hold me for long.

Until he pulled his hand to his back pocket, revealing handcuffs.

“Sir, no…!” I tried throwing off of me, but he didn’t budge. He took my hands and forced the cuffs on, tying it around the bed post. He smiled wickedly as he pulled my face to his, kissing my lips roughly.
More tears ran down my face as I begged for him to let me go.

It was a few hours earlier that I was begging Eric to come with me to the bar…

Eric…

“ERIC!!” I cried, pushing the man over and over with my legs until he slapped me once again. I cried more, my bruised cheek hurting from the contact. I didn’t stop though. I cried for Eric over and over, still pushing at the man before a knock was heard through the door.

It was light, but it stopped the man from making more advances on me. I wiggled around more until he got up from the bed and turned the lock on the door, growling to himself as he finally opened it.
I got up suddenly as a large thump hit the floor. I looked at the door, seeing no one there until a black shadow loomed at the door.

Please don’t tell me that he brought friends…

Eric… please no….Eric!

I couldn’t stop myself from crying as I struggled from the bondage.

“Well, look what we have here…”

No. Please! No!

I whimpered as three other forms seemed to make it to my vision.

“Please…”

“Shut up!”

I didn’t know why I listened to him but I kept my mouth shut, crying silently. The guys’ hands started to impose on my body, pulling my clothing off.

I guess I didn’t thoroughly given up. Finding new strength, I kicked the man off the bed, growling at them. Shock was inevident on their faces, but then the guy got up, the same man that had pulled me here in the first place, and ordered them to pull open my legs. I whimpered.

It wasn’t long to find myself struggling with my legs wide open for anyone to see, heat rushing to my cheeks as I growled. The men seem to enjoy it though. I didn’t know what else I could have done. My arms were tied above me, two guys held my legs, I couldn’t move.

At some point, I finally accepted my fate. Eric wasn’t going to come look for me. He had the tramp with him. He didn’t want me….

My chest started to hurt, thoughts plaguing my mind of Eric. My tears grew heavier by the second as I felt the man’s fingers tracing my entrance.

And I blacked out.

End.

How Evil Are You?

2009-05-01T03:36:40Z

How evil are you? i dont remember beling evil at all. *shyly pokes at the sign* stop lying.

Writer's Block: Things You Don't Want to Know

2009-03-23T15:08:37Z

If you knew that a friend's significant other was cheating on him or her, would you tell your friend the truth or keep it to yourself?

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duh! i would tell my friend the truth and let him/her deal with it!

Writer's Block: It's the Little Things

2009-03-12T18:25:22Z

What's a little thing you do every day that brightens the lives of those around you?

Yunjae fic thoughts

2009-03-03T23:17:38Z

Annoyed as I am, I cannot get the thought out of my head of the yunjae fanfic that I have not yet finished. Not even the first chapter. lol. ^^ stupid renocloudlover. how did you do this to me?! lol

Writer's Block: Daily Grind

2009-02-26T00:33:20Z

Describe your morning routine.

Submitted By its_miley

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wake up. shower. brush my teeth. get dressed. do my hair. cook. eat. leave for work.

gacktmiyavi @ 2009-02-25T17:30:00

2009-02-25T23:32:11Z

	Miyavi
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Writer's Block: Self-Indulgent

2009-02-25T22:38:05Z

If you had to give up one indulgence for 40 days, what would it be?

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I would give up on writing for a while.