ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ || c.yj + h.k ✓(ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɪ ᴏғ "ʜɪs ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs")

Eleven; Hueningkai (alternative ending)

The hinges screech.

Footsteps follow.

I don't turn around.

"I am back."

"Did you see him?"

I ask him emotionlessly, still not looking up.

"Yes...I did."

"Is he alright?"

There is a pause.

And I know what he is going to ask.

".....Why are you hiding from him? You obviously you care for him."

"I don't."

That is a lie.

He knows as well as I.

But something changes in the air.

An aura of....disappointment?

Sadness?

Longing?

My hands stop midway through chopping the onion.

There is something calling me towards itself.

But I don't know what it is.

'Hueningkai...'

My breathing stops.

My eyes dart to the door.

A pain rises in my chest.

"Yeonjun?"

Soobin's expressions change.

He looks shocked.

"What are you o-"

I raise my hand, silencing him.

My eyes unmoved.

"Yeonjun?"

And I don't know how it happens,

I am in the corridor outside the apartment.

There is no one here.

But the air...

My gaze falls on a piece of paper on the ground.

And there are handwritten words.

'I am sorry.'

And I somehow know.

Know that he was there.

The words belonged to him.

'I am sorry.'

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