Lost Feelings
Focus On You's

At this time Ian will explain and answer all the questions expressed by his Sister-in-law, Hyunjae.

Ian had suspected this, suspecting that Lazel would never tell anyone about his past, including his own husband.

About Sung Wonhae. A man with his unique face and a smile that never faded, his heart was so soft.

Meet Lazel, a woman who used to be an honest, arrogant, and strong girl. But all of this he did for the good.

"Somehow what Wonhae thought, so fell for my big brother, the gorilla girl," Ian told her what he knew, though not all of it. "At first it was my brother who expressed his feelings, haha~ he was very honest,"

"She said like this, 'you are my type, be my partner someday'. Doesn't that sound outspoken?" He seemed to enjoy the conversation.

"At that time we had just returned to training, and he immediately expressed his feelings for others just like that."

In the moments when Ian told the story, Hyunjae listened to him quietly. His feelings also return to normal when he finds out Lazel's past and knows who he once liked.

"All right, just get there."

"Huh?? Isn't it too hanging?" Hyunjae slightly did not receive a very hanging story.

Ian turned his face towards Hyunjae, "wouldn't it be better if my own brother would tell me?"

"But he could have lied or made up the story." Tukas Hyunja.

"He would never tell his past with a lie, if necessary he wouldn't tell you."

"Yes, too." he thought.

"I can't continue to be sad, I'm the only sister he has. If I continue to grieve who calms his grief? He is still being closed in front of you. And right now you're the closest person to him compared to me." Ian Obviously.

Hearing that blatant sentence from Ian, made him reflect a little, because his words were completely opposite to what they were going through.

"Near that seems like a very wrong sentence," the gray-sliced man stared straight. "We're so foreign that we don't care about each other."

...◇• •◇...

At night, Hyunjae is currently arranging the Central Room with several bouquets and photo boards that he got from Ian, namely photos of his Father and Mother.

He also ordered his subordinates to help with the preparations to welcome the bodies of Lena and Gion.

From a distance Hyunjae can notice that Ian is still very hit with what happened to him and his brother. But what they can do, there is nothing they can do, because not all humans are long-lived.

"Ian, the rest will be settled by the Servant. You just take a break." Said Hyunjae who just came down from the stairs.

"I'm fine, you better go to your room and accompany Lazel. I'm worried that he'll come back frustrated after waking up." Ian Said.

"Hm.. okay. But don't force yourself."

"okay." The answer.

Hyunjae's departure made him return to his normal state. His heart was too heavy to say that he was fine, but he was devastated, and suffered greatly when he saw his brother who was very frustrated.

But all he had to do was stay calm. Although it is hard to accept, destiny cannot be changed.

All of Hyunjae's servants and men were still in the Middle Room to prepare the whole thing. Ian wanted to be alone for a moment.

His feet stepped in front of the porch. And stared at the starless sky, as well as the cold and snow piled around.

Pale face, pink iris and silver hair. All that copy paste from his brother. What distinguishes them is gender.

"Mothers... Dad, you're back to making Lazel feel devastated, and frustrating,"

"Even I can't calm him down, what about going forward? Am I capable of living without you? Can I live alone without bothering Lazel?"

"And I promised that ten years ago it would be his last cry, but I lied to myself and to him,"

"Am I not reliable? Am I not to be trusted?"

"Sorry Wonhae. I know you must be disappointed in me."

...◇• •◇...

The sound of the door was not even heard, nor the footsteps. After taking care of some things and taking care of himself, he was finally able to accompany Lazel who was still asleep.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and the next day is Christmas. It seems Christmas is an event where Lazel will never enjoy it with happiness.

White snow that fell and covered everything, but in front of him would be a bloodthirst. Blood that covered happiness and opened a pile of wounds.

He climbed up the bed slowly, after which he noticed Lazel's wrist still on the bandage. If considered correctly, the woman before him was very fond of gold, gems, money and other luxury things. But the accessories worn are silver on average, but have a unique shape.

Almost everything has to do with butterflies. The only difference is a silver necklace with the letter 'L' as the fruit.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have mixed myself in your problems too much,"

"I don't really want to spark a debate with you, but I don't know why until now you've been so relaxed with what I've done, after knowing that you've liked someone,"

"Ian told me a little bit of your past, and then he said that for the rest I should hear it from you myself,"

"But I don't think it's necessary. Because it's impossible to make yourself open your voice about that guy named Wonhae."

"For now I will focus on you, and try to protect you from anything, so that you will feel if you are not alone, even though in the future it will be more difficult."

He laid his body on his side and held Lazel wrapped in a blanket.

"..............." instantly his eyes opened and showed his dim pink iris.

...◇• •◇...

The big hand that was hugging him, he tried to release it from his body then took a sitting position and gazed towards the window without the curtain covering it.

The black-haired man looked exhausted so he slept soundly facing himself. Despite his exhausting condition, he still took the time to keep an eye on a woman who kept crying.

Both of his puffy eyes turned on Hyunjae's sleeping face. The hands that were still trembling were trying to grab something. Grabbing a head and black hair owned by the man.

He got rid of the bangs that were blocking him and rubbed them slowly.

"I'm sorry. I'm troubling you, and so is Ian..."

"But what you're saying about not being alone is so wrong" his hand continued to move slowly without waking him. "I will never feel as alone as you say,"

"Because in the end, everyone, even the world will hate me when everything is revealed."

...◇• •◇...

Black butterflies. Everything he wears is all black.

His two feet slowly stepped towards the side of the bed and grabbed his phone and stared at the clock from there.

Her silver hair was braided backwards with a black butterfly that decorated her back head.

"..............."

This morning will be a morning full of blackness, a life that goes without color.

While on the bed there is still a man who is still sound in his sleep. His two eyes were still tightly closed, the messy blanket instantly covered himself and protected him from the cold.

Before leaving him, he rubbed the head first without a sound coming out of his mouth.

...◇• •◇...

He walked and watched everything from up there. There are enough people without paying attention to themselves.

"Sister?" 

"..............." he turned his head when a young man called himself respectfully.

The two hands of the man held onto his shoulders and stared at him with a worried look, "Sister! W-Are you okay? Where's Hyunjae's sister? What's she-"

"I can't let her wake up, please give her some rest." Pinta Lazel with a face that looks hollow.

In accordance with the circumstances, everyone wears clothes of the same color.

"I-I'll pick them up at the airport today." Ian told Lazel.

"really? You have to be careful." Said Lazel while patting his sister's head slowly.

In the morning, the Brother found his Brother who had recovered from his emotional feelings, depression, and frustration. However. both eyes were so gloomy, the two irises were brightly colored like glass was dimming.

...◇• •◇...

His body flipped over just like that and his hands began to palpate around. Sensing an awkwardness, he immediately woke up and noticed the surroundings.

"Lazels? Lazle?!"

He rushed down from the bed in a panic, then left his room.

As he exited his room, he began to look for the silver-haired female figure, "La-"

"Miss.we're so sorry."

"Are you okay? Please don't make yourself feel depressed."

Before going down the stairs, he saw Lazel in the Middle Room along with several people.

"Lazels." Call him and get down from there.

The servants resigned and made room for their Miss and Master.

Slowly he got up from his seat and began to look back.

With a hasty step he approached the woman in black, "Lazel, why you-"

The deg!

At once his heart was so depressed and felt tight when he saw Lazel standing before him.

"Hyunjae. Thanks for everything." Say it with an indecipherable face.

"Lazel, why did you leave the room? Can't you wait for me?" Hyunjae asked as he pulled the woman back into a sitting position.

"I'm fine, Ian and some of your men just left home to pick them up at the airport. You better get ready soon." His word.

"..............." the man still put excessive worry on Lazel, because he knew that Lazel was not at his best.

Hyunjae got up from his seat and clasped Lazel's hand, "follow me to the room." Bring along.

"B-But..."

"I said no" he hugged the woman. "For now I'll focus on you."