Falling For You. (REWRITE)

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Changmin had been forced to give up his love Karam, to marry Kim Junsu. He hated him or atleast he wanted to hate him every time he'd fall for a little life and others got in the way letting his hatred get the better of him. Will Junsu get Changmin to fall for him.

Foreword

Having all the money in the world meant that you could afford all the luxuries in the world. alcohol, jewelry to the finest foods to the fastest cars in the world money could buy you anything you wanted. Anything you want even your freedom from any hell your stuck in money would buy it.  Yet it couldn't buy him, the check had been sent a blank check to be exact it came back just as it was sent out. It was sickening. Who would turn down an opportunity like this? Any amount of money you want just at the of your pen. This would have been perfect, only and if only the check wouldn't have come back blank. All the hopes and dreams down the drain. Everything had fallen apart right in front of his eyes.
 

"Don't go." A deep breath did not help for the anger was still there. Those words fueled the fire that he'd tried so hard to put out. 
"It needs to be done" The answer did nothing to calm the other man. instead it pissed him the hell of. 
"Changmin if you walk away from me, from us. That would be it, we are through don't every come back to me." He meant those words it made Changmin move away from his warm body. "Karam you wouldn't understand" Karam watched possibly for the last time Changmin getting dressed he so desperately wanted to reach out and grab a hold of Changmin and pull him back in bed to just lay there and hold onto him but that was gone he'd never get to have that pleasure again after today. His anger was something he despised it was always too much and it always got out of hand. Changmin stayed calm though he didn't give into that sweet temptation he didn't scream didn't yell he kept his calm. 
"I don't want this; I never did and I never will. I have always only wanted you. I don't get to have a choice in any of this. Instead of arguing with me you should be getting on your knees and thanking me for saving your life. Every decision I have taken was for your betterment it was for you. I am willing to give it up, all the pleasures you have afforded me everything we have between us I am giving it up to save you" With those words leaving Karam speechless all he could do was watch as his best friend, lover his will to continue on, walked away from his life forever. 

    "You look dashing." Changmin slapped the hand away, that was trying to fix his tie it belonged to her. 
"Please leave me be." Changmins voice was harsh towards her he showed no care for remorse, of speaking with her harshly. She didn't seem to mind, his words or his looks she laughed instead. 
"We're all waiting be quick about it." Changmin once more combed his hair setting it properly, The image he saw in the mirror, he stood tall he intended to be the perfect son. Changmins parents wanted the perfect man to show off to the world, any time he had thought of this day he'd imagined Karam standing by his side. He'd imagined marrying for love, not to help his parents do another take over. As he prepared trying to look prefect, he pictured Karam standing next to him making an inappropriate comment about how good he looked. 

               Taking one final look he turned and began walking on cue, the large doors to the hallway opened to a mass of people. They all began turning their heads to ogle at him. The sight made him sick, if he had his way nothing like this would be happening. There were curtains all over the damn place meant for privacy, When he knew there were his own family members, in there taking pictures of the whole reception to sell it out to the highest bidder. It was a cheap way to make money. He paid no attention to it moving with purpose, he looked to the front and found him there. 

 

The man who turned away a ridiculous amounts of money. Why so he could marry him? Some one of his stature coming into his life, Who was he? That man was nothing, he was no one just some filthy man who came into a bit of money a couple years back. He knew everything about him, he made sure to learn it all. All about his new husband, Kim Junsu who would be Shim Junsu in a matter of few minutes, He stood face to face with him. Changmin only took one look at him and it was enough to see what he truly was. Kim Junsu was a self-obsessed boy, He only cared about his looks spent an immense amount of money, to get the current face he had. Who knew what he really looked like underneath all that plastic. Junsu didn't lift his eyes to meet his gaze. 
 

Changmin felt disgusted by the sight of him it should never have been him standing there. It would have been Karam, it always should have been him. Karam should have been standing there across him, getting married to him.. Changmin didn't realize how lost he'd been in his thoughts, until he heard someone clear his throat. Changmin looked up knowing it was time to say it, he never imagined this would be happening. That’d he’d be saying, I do to a complete stranger. He opened his mouth and spit the damn words out, and then in the meekest voice came another reply of I do. He waited for the priest to say it. It had to look convincing so he did his best to make it convincing, He smiled raising his hands to cupping Junsus face he leaned down and pulled him in for a kiss. Changmin kissed Junsu. The kiss meant nothing to Changmin he felt nothing kissing him, Junsu felt the kiss the softness of the lips against his own, it made him feel tingling inside his stomach.


 

The room erupted in cheer. They pulled apart from their kiss, Junsu averted his gaze to the floor once more. Changmin reached down to grab Junsus hand, he tugged pulling him through the cheering crowd, The crowd threw flower petals and confetti all over them, cheering them on for the new beginning to the rest of their lives. Why couldn’t he be free of him? Why didn’t he just take the ing money and leave him be. This wasn’t right he was rich filthy rich money was no object why couldn’t he just buy his way out of his. In the end money couldn’t buy him his freedom. Money can’t really buy you everything.

 

Authors Note. I am re-writing most of this story. I've been feeling like crap mostly and writing has been helping i'm getting back into re-writing this story i hope you guys enjoy it and as usual like and comment . 

 

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