Until The End of Time | Wonho [√]

20: PARALIAN

PARALIAN: A PERSON WHO LIVES NEAR THE SEA

Things happened according to the plan. Hyungwon and I met up with the others at the dingy old karaoke place that was actually situated near the library.

Hyungwon's wardrobe was pretty limited, consisting of a few mundane sweatshirts, shirts, tees, trousers, and jeans. He never put any effort into his clothing style. And, as usual, he wore a white shirt and his faded blue jeans. The white shirt was the brightest pair of clothing he had there.

I tried to dress up a little for the occasion, but while skimming over my outfits I found nothing that caught my eyes. The truth was, I didn't even know what I wanted to wear. After pondering over it a while, and ransacking my whole closet upside down, I went with a white summer dress with navy blue floral prints. I added a small hair clip in the shape of a dainty butterfly on the side of my short hair to look a bit decent. Circled around my wrist was the bracelet Wonho gave me.

We met the others outside the karaoke bar around evening. We had dinner at an udon place outside. Minhyuk paid the bill since it was his party. Shortly after that, we were back to the Karaoke bar again, albeit, this time inside. I thought a hell lot of people would come judging by how friendly and popular type of person Minhyuk seemed to me. But it was just us.

Kihyun, Shownu, Changkyun, Hanbyul, Jooheon, Hyungwon, Wonho, of course, it was him whom I'd tried to dress up for anyway, and lastly me.

Hyungwon was a disappearing shadow of someone at a morbid evening, as he had chameleon-ed himself greatly amongst the crowd. Amidst Minhyuk's boisterously loud voice and playful introductions, Hyungwon had gone pretty much unnoticed by the others.

I could almost feel him tensed around the shoulders, the discomfort growing within him. He took the far end of the rectangular table inside the room we had booked, just so no one else had to sit beside him but me. As an understanding accomplish, I sat by his side. Hanbyul sat beside me.

On the opposite side of the table, Wonho sat right across facing me. As Minhyuk counted the heads, I found Wonho staring at me, just like he had been since the start of the night.

A deep red blush, like the color of the jacket he was wearing adorned his full cheeks before he looked away.

"Okay. Who wants to go first? Y'all have to sing and dance your hearts out today because I won't be free to hangout from here on," Minhyuk announced as he plopped down on his seat.

"Plot twist, the music majors here have to sing first," Changkyun said jokingly. Kihyun groaned loudly in response, but he took it upon himself and got up anyway.

Kihyun chose an old folk song, and the lyrics started to appear on the lit screen a few feet away before us. Standing on the empty space laid upon, he started to sing with the gloomy music blaring out of the soundboxes, swaying his body slightly to the sides. His voice flowed in the air, surprisingly gentle, unlike his outer self. The room grew quiet for a while, and I felt myself letting out a breath I was holding in. Hyungwon visibly relaxed beside me.