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[Years earlier…]
The day was plain normal. Chan had been doing the dishes when he heard the door of the apartment closing. Unknowingly, his heart clenched at the sound.
It hadn't been like that in the beginning.
Their honeymoon stage had been perfect. Beautiful memories Chan had always cherished.
But now… Now it wasn't the same.
Yuri had changed. Chan's boyfriend had changed. He wasn't the careful and sweet young man he had fallen in love anymore.
They were still together and Chan still loved him but he felt like their relation stagnated. Or it was getting worse. Chan just couldn't figure it out.
He couldn't figure why Yuri had drastically changed in a few months.
At the time, Chan didn't live with him. Chan lived at the house with the boys but Yuri liked it when Chan would come by and clean up his house whenever they hanged together. So Chan did it.
Occasionally, Yuri asked Chan for money. Not for crafty purposes, no. He always had valuable excuses, like “ i can't make the ends meet.” or “ my job forgot to pay me, could you advance ?”. And Chan would always give him what he needed. Even if it was only lending, it ended being giving every single time. Otherwise, Yuri would scold him and say: “ With all the time you pass at my apartment, the least you can do is help me with life.”. Chan didn't bother at first, after all Yuri was right, Chan spent uncountable hours spending time with Yuri in his apartment hanging out. Unfortunately, as months passed by, hanging out and enjoying fun times with his boyfriend muted in coming by almost 5 times a week to do the dishes when Yuri requested it. And occasionally, a bit of sexual activity. When Yuri needed it. Hence, sexual activity, such as pleasure or other, had lost any interest for Chan. It was dull. Every time, he told himself it would end quickly and he could go back home.
Go back to the boys.
Chan was aware this wasn't a relationship anymore. Not a valuable one. He should talk to Yuri soon.
Some part of him still loved his boyfriend but Chan wasn't naive. This couldn't go on any longer. He needed to talk to Yuri.
Unfortunately, the boyfriend in question seemed to have other plans.
Chan was still scrubbing the edges of the pan when Yuri came behind him and nustled his head in the crook of Chan's shoulder.
“- Hey.” Chan greeted dryly as Yuri sneaked his hands around his waist.
Chan's boyfriend didn't even reply as he tightened his hold on Chan. Clearly, he was needy. Chan didn't like it. It's been a while he didn't like it.
“- I'm not in the mood Yuri.” Chan said before realising his mistake. Yuri snapped agressively as he backed off.
“- You're never in the mood! God, you're so boring, you could at least please me a bit.”he said angrily as he moved in closer.
His hands. Again.
“- Stop putting your hands on me when i said no!” Chan exclaimed, swatting Yuri's hands off.
“- I've been working all day! You should be nicer with me you cunt!” Yuri screamed at Chan.
The leader stuttered at his words as he took in a shaky breath.
“- Am i your toy?” Chan asked genuinely, looking in his boyfriends’ eyes.
“- What are you saying…” Yuri scoffed as he rolled his eyes in disbelief.
“- When i come here, it's either to do your dishes, either for you to use me when you want pleasure.” Chan continued, deadly serious.
“- You're exagerating, i do not use you.” Yuri said with hatred.
“- Feels like it though.” Chan said sadly as Yuri sighed in annoyance.
“- Just shut up already! You're boring me to no end! Get out of here before i hit you. You're getting on my nerves.” Yuri threatened.
Chan sighed and gathered his things before getting out. He really had hoped it would go better. But it seems his boyfriend just doesn't care.
'Will he ever care?'
About a month later, the address of their common house Chan shared with the members was leaked.
A security error they said.
It certainly wasn't. But that, Chan only found out after he had sent the members to their parents house for a while so Chan could fix up all this and find another place to live.
He was in their now leaked house when the removal men arrived. The company had sent them to get all stray kids’ stuff out. There was a lot of furniture and belongings that Chan had packed beforehand. Hence, he just helped the movers to bring all of it in the trucks.
It took them a couple hours in total. Half way through, Chan got thirsty as he signaled he was going to get some water.
He was in the kitchen, filling his glass when he heard a sound. A suspicious sound.
The backdoor of the house creaked like it always did when it was opened. Chan tensed for a second before relaxing. It was probably the movers. God i'm so tense, a bit of relaxing wouldn't hurt me. Chan laughed at himself.
The people who had startled Chan opened the kitchen door since you had to pass through the kitchen to access the rest of the house.
Yuri.
Okay, maybe it wasn't the movers. Maybe Chan had a good reason to tense up. A very good reason.
And as if it wasn't enough, Yuri wasn't alone. Behind him trailed his friends. Chan always hated them. They were the type of muscled men wandering around like they owned the world. Drug sellers on top of that.
“- What are you doing here.” Chan hissed through his teeth as Yuri and his friends entered the room, filling it with the repulsing scent of cheap weed and bad decisions.
“- Mmh? No more pet names Channie? I thought we were pass the other fight but hey, beats me.” Yuri answered with a sickly smug smile that made Chan want to puke.
“- Get out, this is not your house.” Chan ordered, anger churning in his core.
Yuri only chuckled in response and leaned towards Chan, his cigarette breath ghosting over the leader's skin, making him scrunch his nose in disgust.
“- Not yet.” Yuri replied with a smirk as Chan froze.
“- Why do you think your address was leaked so suddenly? It was pretty easy if you ask me, all i had to do was to follow you back to your house, a little tapping on the internet and oh! The address is leaked!” Yuri gestured wildly as a sick laughter escaped him.
“- I want this house Channie. And you know I always get what I want.” Yuri continued as he cupped Chan's jaw with his filthy fingers. The leader stared at him in disbelief and pure hatred, backing off against the counter, Yuri's fingers still on his jaw.
“- Do not touch me! You bastard, I'll denounce you and all your petty friends, you'll rot in jail before you can even buy this house.” Chan screamed as he spit directly on Yuri's face.
Yuri's smug smile slowly morphed in anger as his fingers slowly went from Chan's jaw to his neck.
“- You won't say anything.” Yuri growled, tightening his grip on Chan's neck and slamming him against the wall, punching the air out of his lungs.
Thankfully, the door of the kitchen was slammed open by one of the movers who walked in, gesturing aggressively at the intruders as he saw Yuri choking Chan.
“- Leave before i call the police!”the mover yelled.
Yuri groaned as he dropped Chan to the floor. The leader wheezed for a bit before taking big breaths.
Before Yuri could get out of the room, Chan turned towards him with sad eyes.
“- Did you even love me ?” Chan asked, a crack of vulnerability showing through his rage.
Yuri scoffed before turning his back to the leader.
“- Who could ever love you.”