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Dul had wakened up, last night was tiring, everything he had built up suddenly crumbled and he didn't know if it was a good or bad thing. He stared at Inhyuk. He gently pushed back the male's hair that became undone as they slept. He sighed softly as he moved to the edge of the bed. He cleaned himself up so he could get to class. "I'm sore." He muttered under his breath as he gently pushed his hand against his head; a pounding headache to add. He paused as he stopped to undress. He couldn't risk it.

He stood up as he headed to the bathroom to take a shower and to change. Inhyuk opened his eyes as he sighed. He wasn't fully trusted. He knew that but it still hurts to see the hesitation on the other he found himself to love. It was heartbreaking but he pulled through, he had to... He just needed to give the other time to fully except he was loved. He sighed turning his head away from the bathroom door.

'Understand.' He reminded himself, there were times where he felt like giving up but he couldn't help but be pulled back by the quick mood-changing male. A door shut softly as Minki walked out to head to his classes. 'Ah. Right.' He thought as he leaned his face deeper into the sheets not wanting to think about last night. 'He's going to leave us... That woman ruins everything.' He thought bitterly as he tightly held the sheets in his hands.

He could understand the father, his child looked like the woman he loves, no matter how he tries he couldn't forget her. To Inhyuk, Jieun was a blessing and a curse... He had told this to the father and he agreed with a strained voice. He didn't want to admit it. He never did and Inhyuk saw the conflict in his eyes as he agreed...

He wished he never did that.

Inhyuk sat up as he grabbed the glass of water, he wanted to drown his morning thoughts with the drink. "I could find his siblings and bring them to him." He muttered to himself as he got ready. He left the dorm room with a heavy heart. He paused as he glanced at the small table in the hallway. It was Dul's bucket hat. "Is he going as Minki? Or did he forget?" He asked himself. He grabbed the hat but gave a sigh, now everyone knew what he looked like. He hadn't seen the other's face in years and suddenly he felt like showing his face. He felt a bit annoyed.

He stepped out into the room the the hat in his grip, surely, the male would run back. Right?

 Right?

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