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"Is it okay for me to leave you alone?" woojin asked as she laid Sohyun on her bed.
Sohyun nodded his head. "It's okay."
After laying Sohyun down, Woojin sat on the edge of the bed, then noticed the slightly messy room.
"Where's Jihoon?" ask Sohyun.
Woojin distracts her, turning to Sohyun with an ignorant look about his twin brother.
The red mane youth had not displayed his nose yet, not even he contacted once.
"I don't know, maybe he has some business outside."
Sohyun nodded slowly. The sakura petals closed for a few seconds and exhaled deeply.
He was silent for a few seconds, watching the stars clinging to the ceiling of his room.
Usually when he saw the line of stars on the ceiling of his room, his mood was a little calm, things that disturbed him all day would disappear when Sohyun saw the stars.
Now his mind was only focused on Jihoon. After that incident, Jihoon has not shown himself.Did Jihoon hate him for damaging his house?
Sohyun exhaled his deep breath again. Where's Jihoon?
"Do you want anything?" ask Woojin.
Sohyun turned his head then shook his head. "Sorry Woojin, I'm going to bed can you come out?"
Woojin smile. "Alright, if you need anything just call me" Woojin said with a smile. The black mane mane then moved out of place, before he left, not forgetting Woojin fixed the blanket that covered part of Sohyun's body.
"I'm going ya."
Sohyun nodded slowly.
Woojin steps out of Sohyun's house, closing the door slowly.
After Woojin's departure, Sohyun sat himself on his bed and rested his back comfortably.
Sohyun's left hand grabbed the phone located above the nightstand, pressed a few numbers before bringing the flat object closer to his teeth.
The number you
Bibs
Sohyun pushed back the number on his phone a few seconds ago,
The number you are calling
Bibs
For the second time the young man refused Sohyun's call. Unlike usual Jihoon ignored Sohyun's call.
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Jihoon put both of his hands into his jacket pocket. His brown bead stared intently at the figure of the man who still set foot on the steps of his house.
"You here?" woojin asked, he approached Jihoon who was still leaning his back on his black car.
"Why don't you come in, Sohyun's looking for you."
"There's something I want to tell you" Jihoon said. Both of his hands were folded over his stomach.
"What?"
"Sungwon got kicked out of school and he got people's kids in the hospital."
"What's going on?"
Jihoon flicked his head, both of his shoulders raised not knowing. "To be more clear ask him that. Now Sungwon is at Jaemin's house."
Jihoon fixed his position firmly. He steps closer, slashing the distance between himself and Woojin.
"Do you like Kim Sohyun?" ask Jihoon.
Woojin's pupils widened, so shocked by what his twin brother had just said.
Jihoon smiled sinisterly, he stepped back one step, his hands put in his jacket pocket.
"Do we have to repeat what happened two years ago?" jihoon asked with his cynical smile. "Park Woojin?"
--oOo----
Sohyun blinked his eyes a few times as the reflection of sunlight penetrated from the window of his room.
He looked to his left right with his eyes slightly open.
The clock has shown at 09:30, almost all day Sohyun sleeps soundly. Not as usual.
The room remains the same. And no one usually waits to wake up.
Sohyun got off his bed slowly. His right shoulder was still hurting, and this greatly disrupted his activities.
All his activities require his right hand, starting from writing, washing hair, bathing, cooking and wearing clothes.
But because his hand was injured, and unfortunately right in the right hand, making his activities messy.
Sohyun cried in silence, why at a time like this he missed Jihoon instead.
And why at a time like this the young man has not shown his nose. Making Sohyun miss the red mane figure even more.
*tock
Tok
Tok
Check*
"Sohyunn"
Sohyun immediately wiped away the trace of tears on his chubby cheeks and straightened his body.
Sohyun's body stiffened as his brown iris saw Jaehyun enter his house with a white paper bag bearing the name of the store in front of him.
"You're awake" Jaehyun said approaching. Sohyun just nodded his head and sat on his living room sofa.
"It's from Woojin," he continued, putting a paper bag on the table. "Say you don't need to be worried, he'll ask for permission."
Sohyun breathed out. His brown bead watched with a flat paper bag in front of him.
Why at a time like this Woojin even pays attention to himself. Where someone who has the status of his lover.
Is Jihoon going to be like Kim Doyoung? Who was lost somewhere when he needed it?
"Your room is a mess, Kim Sohyun. Will I clean it up or ask auntie at the cafe to clean it up?" jaehyun asked while watching the surroundings.
Actually Sohyun's room wasn't too messy. There were only a few scattered books and dishes that had not been washed. But if you let it go will trouble Sohyun who is now injured.
"Oppa."
"What's up Sohyun." Jaehyun. Sohyun patted the sofa beside him with his left hand.
Jaehyun raised next to his eyebrows before he finally understood and sat down to the right of Sohyun.
"Why?"
"Do you know where Doyoung is?"
Jaehyun seemed to think. "Ah that, not yet."
Sohyun exhaled his breath violently.
Doyoung disappeared, Jihoon also disappeared.
Is this like her love story?
Why did they disappear at a time when Sohyun needed his presence so much.
"Hey what's going on?" Jaehyun was confused when he saw Sohyun start crying in silence. The crystalline granules casually fell on his eye sludge, and formed a small stream of riverine on his cheek.
Sohyun's chest was so sore, like thousands of knives were plugged right into his chest and violently remodeled.
With a gesture of initiative Jaehyun grabbed Sohyun's shoulder and leaned the small head against his chest. Jaehyun did not know why the little girl suddenly cried, but seeing Sohyun crying like this made his chest hurt.
Jaehyun did not like to see Sohyun who had been considered as his sister was injured alone.
"It's okay, oppa will find Doyoung as soon as possible, you have patience."
"hiks, I hate oppa. Can I just hope they die."
Jaehyun kept silent, he patted Sohyun's back gently. Winning his little girl who was still crying.
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"Ahhh not fun." Joy made a lazy smile towards the table.she noticed next to her empty stool.
Sohyun's absence makes Joy so lazy to do anything.
Woojin noticed Joy who had been grumbling indistinctly since. Always saying no.
It's only been one day that Sohyun is absent and Joy goes crazy.
"Can't you stop Park Joy."
Joy makes a point of not liking Woojin, but the young man does not respond to Joy's gaze and returns to the story.
"If you miss him why don't you just call him. This is already a digital world." said Woojin, his black bead is still seriously observing the sheet of diatribe.
Actually Woojin is not a person who likes to write notes this much. Woojin is not typical of someone who will write a lot of notes that day, too. He would usually borrow his friend's notes.
"Ujinni."
Woojin who was called turned his head. Next to his eyebrows raised up when he saw Nakyung walking up to him with a big smile.
"What's wrong?" tanya Woojin flat.
Nakyung still smiles at Woojin. "It's been a break, Ujin ain't kantin?"
"No, I have to finish this first." Woojin replied as he pointed at the note on his desk.
Nakyung noticed the one the tan-skinned young man pointed to. "This much? it won't be finished until the break is over."
"It looks so."
"Want me to buy you a snack? Wait here huh." said Nakyung quickly, before Nakyung turned around and left Woojin's class, a hand holding Nakyung, making the spoiled girl turn to her right side.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm picking something up. Buy a burger with mozzarella cheese okay. I'll change the money." Said Joy with a stupid grin.
Nakyung's eyes glared dislike. She immediately brushed off Joy's hand that was still coiled around her arm.
"Buy it yourself. Who are you to ask me to buy you something." Nakyung said cynically then stepped out of Woojin's class haughtily.
Woojin laughed at him. "Why are you asking her for help is stupid."
"Ck, I was just teasing him. I'm not hungry anyway."
"Stupid." Woojin muttered quietly, so quietly that Joy didn't hear it.
"Ah huh by the way where is Jihoon?"
The movement of Woojin's hand writing notes suddenly came to a halt. His black bead stared intently at Joy who saw him not knowing anything.
"Why ask Jihoon?"
"Ah that, I was just wondering if he was accompanying Sohyun at his house."
"No."
Next to Joy's eyebrows raised, she was confused by Woojin's short answer just now.
Joy stared fixedly at Woojin, asking the young man for an explanation.
"He has something to finish."
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Sohyun fixed his sleeping position sideways. His two eyebrows knit together to form a fine wrinkle above his eyebrows.
"uh?"
His outstretched hand tightly grasped the arm located next to him, tightly grasping the burly arm that made him comfortable. The brown net opened slowly, looking at the person sitting on the bed smiling at him.
"Hiks" The issue managed to get out of his mouth, even the liquid floating in his eye patch fell on the tail of his eye.
"Why did you come?" sohyun asked in a typical hoarse tone of waking up.
"I'm sorry I just came. I didn't mean to."
"I hate you.."
Jihoon smiled, his hand moved grasping Sohyun's fingers then stroking him.
"when to take a shower, can I help you?" ask Jihoon.
Sohyun smiled as he nodded his head.
Jihoon helps Sohyun wake up from his sleep, one hand slips behind Sohyun's body and one hand pulls Sohyun's left arm.
"Gendong." said Sohyun when he managed to sit on the bed.
"But your shoulder?"
Sohyun advanced her lips cutely, and looked at Jihoon with her puppy eyes.
Cup
Sohyun's cheeks were flushed like boiled crabs. He lowered his head, too embarrassed to see Jihoon's current face.
"Come on, you gotta brush your teeth and shampoo. I'll help you." Jihoon.
Both of Sohyun's eyes widened before he finally felt his body being lifted from where he was sitting. Where he moved into Jihoon's arms.
The girl wrapped her hands around Jihoon's neck to maintain balance. The black mane youth lifted him up as if he was very light and Jihoon did not look troubled even as he started to step carrying Sohyun away from the room.
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"Perihh"
Jihoon only laughed as Sohyun's eyes were accidentally exposed to the shampoo foam. Jihoon doused it slowly and his thumb moved smoothly removing the remaining foam in Sohyun's tail.
"You changed your hair color?" sohyun asked while pointing at Jihoon's hair which was now painted charcoal black which further increased his good looks.
Jihoon nodded his head, and smiled.
Sohyun's heart raced twice as much as before, even his stomach felt full of thousands of butterflies flying and tickling him.
Sohyun fell in love for the next time with Jihoon.
"Where have you been? Why didn't you come see me?" ask Sohyun.
"I'm accompanying Sungwon."
Sohyun nodded his head. "About your sister, I'm sorry." he said, fixing himself sitting down after his hair was wrapped in a towel. "I didn't know he was your brother and about your house."
Jihoon shook his head while smiling. "It's okay. Oh yes now when you change clothes. You want to change clothes yourself or I'll help you." Jihoon said with a perverted look.
Both of Jihoon's eyebrows rose and fell, tempting Sohyun to accept the second proposal.
"Essum. I'll change my own clothes" Sohyun said, moving out of his place and pushing Jihoon out of the bathroom.
Jihoon chuckled, his head spinning looking at Sohyun who was trying to push his body with one hand. "You serious? Your shoulder will still hurt, I can lift your shirt and put it in."
"Easter"
Blammmmm
Cliques
Sohyun closed the door and locked it from the inside.
"Alright, then I will cook." cried Jihoon from outside.
Prangggl
Sohyun opened his eyes wide as the shrill voice interrupted his chicken's sleep.
The girl sat on the bed with her legs swinging on the floor. Netra brown moved to see the wall clock in the corner of the room.
"It's seven o'clock tonight." Sohyun muttered softly after seeing the numbers pointed at by the clockwork.
It turns out that he fell back asleep after taking the medicine and dreamed that Jihoon would come with him.
Brakkkk
Sohyun tilted his head after hearing the noise in his kitchen. He finally got up, making the blanket that all covered him now sag. Sohyun put on his sandals before he stepped closer to the kitchen.
The distance between the room and the kitchen is not too far for the size of his small apartment. Sohyun's footsteps came to a halt when he saw the wide back that was behind him.
The man seemed so focused on making things.
The tears escaped again. Apparently he was not dreaming, Jihoon came and accompanied himself.
Without further ado Sohyun immediately stepped his feet towards the black mane youth then hugged him from behind, leaning his little head on the lover's back, making the black mane youth gasp in shock.
"soranghae." Guman Sohyun quietly.
One sentence he never uttered, one sentence whose presence was always rejected.
Sohyun loved Jihoon, and that was the fact. He needed Jihoon more than Doyoung to be by his side. Even Sohyun no longer cared about Doyoung's existence, whether the man was in a relationship with another woman or died.
Sohyun doesn't care.
All he needed right now was Jihoon. The young man with his demonic attitude who was able to open Sohyun's heart with his annoying behavior.
"Sohyun."
The charcoal black mane youth turned to face Sohyun, Sohyun released his embrace and his face immediately turned up to look at the faces
"Woojin" Sohyun's eyebrows twitched together as his brown net looked at Woojin's face.
His legs felt weak, even to support his body was unable to. Sohyun's hand immediately held on directly to the pantry table, squeezing firmly at the edge of the table.
"What are you doing here?" sohyun asked confusedly.
Where Jihoonnya. Why did the body he was hugging turn into Woojin.
"A, me"
"Where's Jihoon?"
Woojin was speechless, his black netra staring fixedly at the face of the little girl who looked puzzled by his presence.
Sohyun's gaze felt so hurt her heart.Woojin had never felt this kind of pain before. The brown bead he always saw exuded cheerfulness and gentleness.
Now, for the first time Woojin sees Sohyun looking at him with a gaze as if rejecting his presence.
It hurt and pierced his heart.
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