"What's going on?" I finally asked as soon as our trio sat in Sungwoon's car. Sungwoon was struggling with the belt, incapable of securing it due to his shaking hands. Jimin sat on my left, holding my hand with the same confused expression as mine. "Sungwoon, talk to me." I whispered quietly, feeling the overwhelming anxiety overflow me. He finally managed to set the belt in and started the engine. He shifted the gear quickly and stepped on the gas pedal, leaving markings on the pavement. I lost my balance and Jimin quickly caught me, gesturing that I'd put on my seat belt as well. Not really able to focus, I turned to Sungwoon again, while Jimin mumbled something under his breath and put my seatbelt on.
"It's Yu-jun, Kieran." I instantly felt my whole body shut down. "I don't know much, but he got hurt. And he's not waking up." Sungwoon finished quietly, and I let out a small breath. Jimin instantly sat up too, I saw fear and worry in his face. This showed an indication, that even if Yu-jun didn't like him too much, he seemed to care about him a lot. "Do you know how he got hurt?" Jimin finally spoke, obviously trying to keep his voice calm but a slight note of worry betrayed him. Sungwoon sighed. "I'm not entirely sure. If I understood correctly, Ye-jun found him bleeding out next to the staircase of the main house. I didn't catch much more, he just asked to bring Kieran home. They called our doctor in, we can find out more once we come back." Jimin leaned back, shutting all emotions in his face off again, leaving the same blank, unreadable expression. I kept sitting straight as an arrow, looking at my own hands, not really sure of my own emotions. What was he even doing there? It's New Years, Dan always allowed everyone to take time off, go be with their families or friends. Why was he in the house? Was it Hammer again? I kept imagining Yu-juns wounds in every possible way. Was he stabbed? Shot? I felt a shiver run down my spine, Jimin read my emotions and took my hands into his. Clasping to each other, we didn't say a word.
After what seemed an eternity we finally came back. Without even thinking about it, I jumped out of the car and ran into the house. The very first thing that caught my eye was the broken railing of the staircase and the almost dried up blood on the floor. That's a lot of blood. I yelled out Ye-jun's name, and the twin quickly located me. He took me to one of the meeting rooms, where a foldable bed was set, with Yu-jun laying in it calmly. There were some monitors around him, and an IV line attached to his arm. Yu-jun's head was bandaged, right side of his face was badly bruised. I didn't know what to say, or even what to think. I simply stood there, looking at the terrible picture before me.
"He fell." Ye-jun finally exclaimed. I turned to him, my eyes searching his, not really understanding what he said. Ye-jun sighed and leaned to the wall. "He simply fell, Kieran. Maybe he was holding to the railing, maybe we didn't secure it enough after it got broken. He fell through the side of the stairs and he hurt his head. I was busy with some paperwork, it took a while before I found him. We were home alone." Still looking at him confused, I felt many thoughts racing through my head. Most prominent screaming how is he. Ye-jun looked at his brother and rested his palm on his forehead. "He bled a lot.. and I mean a lot, Kieran. The doctor said... he said if I'd found him sooner.. then maybe things wouldn't be so bad. Right now, though, he's not even sure if Yu-jun will wake up. If, by chance, he does.. there's no telling of what sort of state he'll be in." Ye-jun swallowed, showing clear indication of guilt. I wanted to comfort him, but I didn't know what to say. Every single emotion that I had inside, had simply shut off. I noticed movement on the left, and saw Jimin and Sungwoon standing in the doorway. Sungwoon had a stone cold expression, whereas Jimin showed traces of worry. I gestured them to leave us, I didn't want anyone outside of our family in this room.
Slowly, still not sure if I should, I walked up to Yu-juns bed. It was scary to look at him so silent, so calm. Barely breathing, the only indication of him being alive was the slight movement of his chest. The right side of his face was still red, uncertainly showing that some of it was from the bruises, some of it was from the dried up blood. "How long?" I finally mustered out. Ye-jun looked at me questioningly. "How long did he lay there?" I whispered and kneeled in front of his bed, carefully taking his hand into my own. "It's hard to say.. But I'd guess about an hour. He went to the restroom, and I was too deep into the files to notice that he hadn't returned. I had already finished most of my work, when it hit me, that he never came back." Still not entirely sure where my emotions went, I raised my hand and caressed Yu-juns face, instantly noticing how cold his skin felt. I kept my position still, not really sure of how to process this, when Ye-jun released a small laugh. I turned to him, quite shocked, and asked what seemed to be so funny. "I know that he would have given anything to see it." He finally explained. Still confused, I raised my brows. "I'm not sure if I should say anything. He might be angry at me once he wakes up." Ye-jun smiled, but I kept my ground, not allowing my stare to waver. "Kieran... It really surprises me sometimes, how you're so smart and so attentive, but at the same time so ignorant. Yu-jun.. My brother was in love with you."
Not sure of what to say, I shook my head. Ye-jun sat down on the chair placed on the opposite side of the bed. Seeing how I was unable to speak, he continued. "Ever since he came to this house, ever since he laid his eyes on you, he fell in love." I kept staring at him, not really allowing his words to reach my mind. "No.. No he wasn't. He never told me anything, he would have said it." I spoke, wondering if I was denying it to Ye-jun or to myself, when he smiled again. "Of course he didn't say anything. How could he? He knew how Dan would react. And he knew that you saw him nothing more of a brother. Maybe a part of him was too scared to lose what he had, another was ashamed. Kieran, we are criminals. In no way he would have tried to pursue you while working as a goddamn hitman." I kept silent. Staring at Ye-jun I felt memories overflow me. Our stupid flirting sessions in front of Dan, our coffee trips alone, his calls daily just to check up on me, his glances every time I was with Jimin. I kept brushing them off as act of an overprotective brother, ignoring the fact that Ye-jun didn't do half of it. I should have noticed, I should have known.
As if fighting against a dam, the flow of my emotions started to spill. My chest started to feel heavy, as if a boulder was placed on my lungs. My throat started to burn, and without any chance of stopping it, the tears started to fall. Not caring about who saw or who didn't, for the first time I let go. I buried my face into the bedding, holding Yu-juns palm next to my cheek. I couldn't really say how long I wept there, but it seemed anywhere between a couple of seconds and an eternity. At some point, I felt that my emotions took the last ounce of the strength I had and I simply closed my eyes, still not letting go of Yu-jun's hand. The last thing I remembered, was the faint smell of Jimin's cologne and his arms wrapped around me.
When I woke up, the first thing I saw was Jimin sitting on my right, leaning to the wall asleep. I was still in yesterdays clothes, and for a couple of seconds I couldn't recollect any memories that followed after the party. Jimin shifted a bit and opened his eyes. As soon as he saw me awake, he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug. "You scared me.. You scared me so much." He kept whispering into my neck, and I was trying to recollect what happened. As if a storm, the memories of Yu-jun overcame me. I felt the same burning feeling in my throat. Keep yourself together, dumbass. Now is not the time. I swallowed the tears down and pulled away from Jimin. "What happened?" I asked, caressing his cheek. "I remember falling asleep at.. at Yu-jun's bed and nothing more." Jimin shook his head, I noticed the dark circles around his eyes. "Kieran, you fainted. You didn't simply fall asleep, you passed out. I carried you back to bed, but you never woke up. I had hoped that it was simply exhaustion, but with every passing hour I got scared even more." He pulled me into a hug again, and I couldn't help but feel apologetic towards him. "I'm sorry, Jimin.. But it really was simply exhaustion.. I guess my emotions got the better of me." He hugged me even tighter. "Don't be ridiculous, you have nothing to apologise for. I'm sorry about what happened, I really hope that he'll get better." I felt honest sincerity in his voice, and couldn't help but think again, about how lucky I got. We sat in silence, hugging each other, until a thought, that has been lingering in my head ever since Yu-jun got hurt finally pushed through. "Why was he upstairs?" I whispered, a little bit to Jimin, but mostly to myself. "What?" He asked and pulled back, scanning my face. "Why.. Why was Yu-jun on the stairs? For what reason was he going up, or down?" I placed my thoughts, while Jimin kept looking at me with a worried expression, as if still unsure if I was feeling well. I pulled away completely and stood up. "The second floor is generally off limits. It has my room, Dan's room and a guest bedroom that has not been used in forever. The twins are the only people allowed here, and they would only come for me or Dan." I kept thinking out loud. "Neither of us were here yesterday, so why was Yu-jun here?" I finally finished my thought, and felt a flush of worry surround me. I started to look around my room, as if searching for something out of place. Everything seemed to be as I left it. Everything, except one small thing.
My jewellery box was placed on the table, the lid slightly opened. Jimin followed my gaze, not sure of what the problem is. "I always keep my jewellery box in the drawer of my table. Someone was inside my room."
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Her Name | pjm
Lãng mạn"Ever since Jimin left, I've been sleeping alone. I couldn't say that I hated it, but there was some sort of discomfort staying at a new place, absolutely alone, especially when I started to get used to him being near. Back home if I had a nightmare...
