Summary:
It had been a while since Korn finally moved out of their shared flat. Knock knew that it was the right decision after everything that happened.
And he was fine. Honestly, he was doing good. He didn’t miss the other man at all. Not one tiny bit… Honestly, not at all…
Couple:
Korn/Knock (Bad Romance, Together With Me; Max/Tul)
Word Count:
66103
Language:
English
Status:
Completed
Know You All Over Again: Chapter Fifteen
“For heaven’s sake. How much longer will you be? You have been in the bathroom for the last half hour.” I can’t suppress my laughter. “What the hell are you even doing in there?”
His dark head is poking around the corner and his questioning look makes me just laugh even harder. With a couple of steps I am next to him and sneak my arms around his waist. I look up and my brown eyes find his black ones.
“Well, you can’t rush perfection, my dear Korn.” I say and give him a tiny kiss on his nose.
His answer are two strong arms around my waist and a deep kiss on my mouth. I close my eyes for a second and let myself be swept away by his kiss. But before he can kiss me into oblivion I actually escape out of his embrace.
“No, no, Mister. You promised.” I am taking my comb back into my hand and point at him. “You said when I come to the point of not wanting to puke the living daylight out of me anymore, you are taking me out.” I am continuing to work on my hair while I can see Korn through the mirror.
He is still leaning against the door frame and groaning as if I just asked for his first born.
“Korn! You promised.” I point again the comb at him. “And today is the first day in almost TWO weeks I don’t want to curl up and die. So… A promise is a promise.”
With two short steps he is behind me again, while I am still trying to fix my hair. He is sneaking his arms around my waist again and while his chest presses into my back, his chin rests comfortably on my shoulder. I love the warmth I can feel flowing through my whole body. My eyes are concentrating no longer on my hair, but are completely loosing themselves in his. The goofy smile on my lips I don’t even notice anymore.
“A promise is a promise.” He whispers into my ear and I can feel a cold shower running over my whole body.
“Come on, lets go then. Let’s party like we are going to die tomorrow.” I am joking but the slight flinch in Korn’s stance let me know that he knows this is not just a joke.
I am scared. I won’t lie. I am so, so scared. It’s still more then 2 weeks to go. And even though the worst side effects seem to be gone I still have to wait even the double amount of time to finally be able to do another test and finally find out what’s my fate…
Korn has been amazing. Ever since I called him something changed. I don’t know why and I can’t really put my finger on it properly, but something is different. Where before he sometimes felt overbearing he is now just the perfect type of caring. I am so in love with this, I so could get used to it. Before his caring would often feel like he didn’t believe I could do all these things myself. Like I was just too stupid, too reckless or too much of a child.
These days it feels more like he just really wants to do something nice for me. There is not one patronising tone to hear anymore, just tender, love and care. I honestly don’t know where this change is coming from, but I am not going to complain.
Since we have decided to be together again, things just naturally progressed into our old routine. He moved back into the bedroom with me, even though he still was under strict orders to sleep in pyjamas and to not even think about touching me inappropriately. I am still not sure how good this is working out as for some weird reason I wake up every morning half naked draped all over Korn’s naked torso. I know that there is nothing else happening, so I just let it sleigh.
And to be fair, I enjoy this kind of waking up tremendously. So why complain.
Our closest friends all know that we are back together and this time completely with all the fluffy extras. Even Fai was supportive. I am again not sure what caused her to change her mind, but I have the feeling that a long conversation with the rest of our friends might be the reason.
She is still not absolutely thrilled about it, but she is keeping her mouth in check for most of the time. After she begrudgedly congratulated me on having this idiot back as my boyfriend, she marched over to Korn and even though I don’t know what she told him, the colour drained so suddenly out of his face that I am pretty sure it was nothing pleasant she threatened him with. I really love Fai. Even though we shouldn’t be such great friends on paper, I know that she always has my back. And that’s amazing.
They all came around in shifts to help Korn with everything when I was just in and out of a fever and vomiting my guts out for one week straight. There was always someone there to help me with anything I could have wished for. If I was bored Farm would entertain me with his latest adventures with my cousin. Yiwah would fuss over me to the point I wished she would just disappear again, while Cho just did whatever was necessary without loosing many words about it. It’s fair to say I liked Cho most. No nagging at all and if I was feeling extremely adventurous I had an amazing Playstation buddy in him.
I know I can be so grateful for my friends and I honestly am. And with Korn and me being back on track it also means no more tricky decisions who they would invite for lunch or offer the spare cinema ticket. Everything was pretty much as it was before everything happened.
But in a very strange way everything was totally different.
The biggest proof for that is me currently hopping out of a cab in front of my favourite club with my boyfriend by my side. I turn around and see him paying the cab driver before joining me on the curb.
I turn my head to face him and I know the smile on my face must be blinding. I am just so happy. I am finally well enough again to even go out. And to have such a gorgeous man next to me, just makes it to much better.
Before Korn can protest I slip my hand into his and drag him to the door. Confused and a bit embarrassed I guess he tries to get his hand back.
“You think this is safe?” He asks while looking around. I can just laugh.
“Relax. This is actually a gay club. We are absolutely safe here.” Korn’s confused face is just making me laugh more.
“A gay club? Why did you never tell me?” I just shrug my shoulders.
“You never asked.” I answer and just drag him towards the entrance.
In the back of my head something starts nibbling. Just in tiny little waves this feeling of unsettledness is creeping up on me.
Maybe it was not the best idea to drag Korn to a gay bar. The whole flirting culture in gay clubs is just so much more aggressive then in straight ones. And if the past is any indication for how quickly my boyfriend could go from zero to full blown green eyes monster then tonight might get even more interesting then I hoped for.
It doesn’t take long for us to find a table next to the dancing area. The place is crowded as always and I can’t help it but feel incredibly relaxed all of a sudden.
Korn never understood why I loved going out so much. But the whole atmosphere in here is so happy and carefree. It honestly let you forget most of your worries in a heartbeat. Just let the music wash over you and let it take you away to somewhere where nothing really matters. Just disappearing into the music for a tiny bit.
I am looking towards Korn with the biggest puppy dog eyes I can muster up.
“Wanna dance?” I ask him while wiggling my eyebrows at him.
But my answer is just a laugh and a shake of his head. I just nod and leave him at our table while I am walking out onto the dance floor. A sudden tap on my back stops me in my tracks.
“Oh, hello stranger.” A dark voice startles me but when I turn around I recognise my friend Tay from high school.
“Tay? Since when are you back?” With a laugh we both fall into each other’s arms. I really missed this guy. He was one of my best friends in high school but he left the country after graduation and somehow we lost contact.
“A year or so.” He answers and I box him into his shoulder as an answer.
“A year? And you never even had the curtsey to look up your old friend Knock.” I laugh.
“Oh, you know how it is. There is always something.” His grin is telling me more then I need to know.
“Should we rather say someone?” I mirror his grin and wiggle my eyebrow in a suggestive manner.
“The gentleman enjoys and stays silent.” He answers.
“So you can tell me then. You’ve never been a gentleman. Like not even once in your life.” I can’t help but laugh.
When the third person just randomly bumps into me I notice that we are actually still standing on the dance floor and people are starting to give us the stink eye. While we are making our way over to the side of the dance floor I suddenly catch Korn’s eyes. He is still sitting in our booth and is nursing his beer bottle like his lost long child. I can see that he is getting more tense by the second and one side glance to the handsome Tay next to me gives me an idea why he might be so tense.
I sigh heavily. Some things never change, do they? It doesn’t matter how many times you think that this time it will be different… Insanity is doing the same thing again and again but still expecting a different outcome. I really must have lost my mind when I thought he could change…
“Hey, are you okay?” Tay nudges me in my side.
“Yeah. Everything is peachy.” I can feel the disappointment in my tummy boil further and further. Why did I think things would be different this time? Why did I think that he could trust me, trust my love for him?
“Then why is this big bear of a man over there staring at us like he wants to murder us both?” Tay whispers into my ear, clearly aware of the daggers my boyfriend is shooting into our direction.
I sigh again, but suddenly my disappointment changes to anger. Who does he think he is? This is Tay. My friend. There is nothing going on here. So no reason to stare holes in our heads. But if he wants to behave like an idiot I can play that game as well.
With a resolute face I drag Tay over to Korn, who still sits there and stares at us like an ice sculpture. I will show him how absolutely ridiculous he is behaving right now. I let myself fall next to him into our booth and pull Tay next to me.
“Korn, babe.” I say with the sweetest voice I can muster up. “This is Tay, my best friend from high school. You remember? The one that moved to the US?” I ask him wide eyes. And at least I can see a tiny hint of redness go over his gorgeous face.
“Oh, hi. I am Korn.” And suddenly his whole demeanour changes. He smiles at Tay and wais politely at him. “I am Knock’s… I am Knock’s boyfriend.” He says with such a clear voice, no hint of embarrassment or possessiveness can be heard in his voice. And with every word he exchanges with Tay I can feel my disappointment and anger resolve. With every smile and every laugh I feel lighter. With every story he shares with my old friend I feel more love in my heart.
Korn never before volunteeringly introduced himself as my boyfriend. Not like that at least. The few times he was actually brave enough to say the words out loud were all just to claim me in front of other people. But this time it’s different. The way he talks to Tay is different. He is just the Korn that I know and love. He is like he is when we are around our own friends. He is charming, funny and so lovely. My heart just flutters in my chest while I continue to observe my boyfriend have a animated conversation with my old best friend. And all this without any drama, any issues, any anything. It’s just pleasant and nice.
I can’t help but smile given the scenario in front of me and I can feel myself sneak a bit closer to Korn. He is not bringing any distance in between us which causes all the butterflies in my stomach to take another flying lesson. Feeling encouraged I even sneak my hand into his and gently caress his skin. He doesn’t flinch and just continues his conversation with Tay like it’s the most normal thing in the world having me almost sitting on his lap while stroking his hand.
I just stare at him for a confused few minutes. He never allowed any of this in the past. Everything that could have looked too intimate he would normally freak out about. But now he just doesn’t seem to notice anymore. The happiness in my chest is incredible. I just look at his gorgeous face and for some reason I can’t help myself. I turn my head a bit further to the side before I grab his neck with one of my hands and bring his face down to mine.
The kiss is just a soft stroke of my lips above his. So tender and quick, that just the tingling remaining on my lips is telling me that we really just kissed. And to my utter delight I open my eyes to a smiling face and two arms holding me a bit closer. Tay, rolling his eyes behind my back, I don’t even notice.
“What was that for?” He asks lowly with a smile.
“Just because I can. Just because you are mine.” I whisper while looking into his black eyes.
In this moment the whole world could explode, I am sure I wouldn’t even notice. Right now there is just him and me and nothing else in this world.
The evening turns out even better the longer we stay. Tay introduced us to his boyfriend and while past Korn might have had a freak out about the fact that my other best friend was also gay, present Korn just laughed and stated happily that it must be something about my energy that turns guys gay by the bucket. The change is honestly remarkable.
When I come back from the gents Korn is not at our booth anymore. I ask Tay and his friend where they went and they just point towards the bar before being again more interested in each other then me. I just shake my head with a smile and turn around to find Korn.
I can see his broad shoulders in a sea of pretty people. But not one can even compare with my Korn. He is so hot and sexy. Again I can’t suppress the grin on my face and I make my way over to him. I just need another kiss. Just a tiny, little kiss. That’s all.
The closer I come the clearer I can hear Korn’s voice. He sounds agitated but I just can’t make out yet what he is saying. But I can see the face of Pop, one of the office girls at Korn’s company. She is clearly drunk and is continuously pouncing on my boyfriend. With a sceptical wrinkled forehead I am getting closer.
“Pop, come on. You are drunk.” Korn tries to get the handsy lady off his chest, but she is like an octopus all over him. I could swear she has more then two hands.
“Korn… Korn, come one. Just one lousy little kiss.” She sways drunkenly before getting close to Korn’s ear trying to whisper something. “I won’t tell anyone about it. Don’t worry. Not even your girlfriend.” She snickers and puts her finger over her lips making a shh sound while doing so.
When Korn finally manages to get her wandering hands under control he looks at her seriously.
“Pop, I have a boyfriend. You are barking up the wrong tree here. I am sorry.” He smiles sheepishly and her eyes just widen comically.
“You are gay?” She shouts and looks at him like he just confessed having three nipples. On every other day I would expect a proper freak out by now. But to my surprise he just turns around to me and pulls me closer.
“Pop, this is my boyfriend of five years, Knock.” He smiles brightly at Pop and again I can just gape at him like an idiot. Did he just introduce me to someone from his work as his boyfriend? I just blink at him, not sure what is happening. But he just laughs lowly before pulling me in an even closer embrace.
“So I am sorry, Pop. I don’t think he would appreciate me kissing you. Even if you wouldn’t tell anyone else.” Pop is just blushing more and more.
“Oh, I didn’t know. I am so sorry, Knock. If I would have known.” She just excuses herself and disappears in a flash.
But I am not complaining as I am currently being completely embraced by my gorgeous boyfriend who is looking so deep into my eyes that I am sure he can actually see my whole soul right now.
“I love you, you know.” I whisper while burying my face into his neck.
“I love you too.” His voice is low and his breath tickles slightly on my neck.
I can feel him giving me a few tiny kisses on the side of my neck and another cold shower is running from top to bottom.
“When can we leave? I am not sure how much more fabulous I have in me.” Korn sighs into my side and just presses me a bit closer to himself. I can feel his strong chest underneath his tshirt and suddenly I am really not that interested in staying here. I run my hands up and down his back and I don’t even stop at his extremely well rounded bottom. I give it a tiny squeeze before I give him his answer.
“We can go whenever you want.” My voice is low and I hope he understands me suggestion. He brings a bit of a distance in between us and smiles a blinding smile at me.
Without another word we are making our way to the cab stop to get a ride home. The whole time I am practically clinging to his side like a little monkey. But tonight was so magical, I just can’t help it. He was so nice and friendly to my friend even though I could have sworn he wanted to rip his head off by the way he was staring at us earlier. He even had no problem introducing me as his boyfriend to someone from his work. I mean, if all this is not making a man’s heart overflowing with love then I am not sure what will.
On the way back to the apartment I just scoot closer and closer to him until I am almost in his lap again. And when I finally kiss him he doesn’t even hesitate to kiss me back. And so we pass the 20 minutes back home with snogging the living daylight out of each other. And it’s absolutely glorious. My hands are all over him and I can feel him pulling me closer and closer.
I am not sure how we made it up the stairs to our flat. All I can remember is kissing, kissing like our life depends on it. And hands, hands that are caressing every naked inch of skin they can find. We are stumbling through the door and in no time we are making it into the bedroom. I just can’t stop kissing him. All these fluttering feelings from the whole evening are crashing back over me and all I want is to feel him. I need to have him. I need…
My hands are now slipping under his shirt and I sigh happily at the contact between my fingers and his skin. I am trying to push the shirt over his head when he suddenly stops.
“I don’t think we should do this?” He is gently pushing his shirt back down and takes my hands off his torso.
“Why? I mean, you want this too… I can feel it.” I glance quickly down and of course I can see a clear bulge in his jeans.
“I think, it’s better I sleep on the couch tonight.” He presses a tortured smile onto his lips before he grabs his pillow and leaves me alone.
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