Sixteen; Hueningkai

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I wake up.

Head pounding.

Body numb.

Where am I?

This is not the apartment that Soobin rented for me...

Then.

Oh.

An overwhelming scent fills up my senses.

Oh no.

Am I.........

"Yeonjun?"

Nothing comes.

But I am pretty sure that it's Yeonjun.

I know his scent far better.

"Yeonjun?"

A door in the front opens.

And he is there.

Wearing an apron upon a uniform.

"Good morning, Hyuka."

He closed the door behind him, stepping closer.

"I will leave in..."

His beautiful eyes darted to his watch.

"...in an hour. Soobin will be here in a while. I have made the break-"

"Don't leave..."

He looked at me, his smile still intact.

"I...I have time before leaving, you can talk-"

"Stay."

I try to stand up.

Stumble a little.

My knees weak.

He rushed to my side, his arm around my shoulders.

"I think we should first treat your hangover."

He sighs.

"I-I want to tell you something."

He continues to help me lie down.

"Yes?"

"I...I didn't explain myself very well."

His gaze didn't waver, as if I would disappear if it did.

"I understand."

"I can hear your thoughts."

He frowned.

"So can I."

"No. I mean....ugh okay. But I can feel someone's aura. Emotions."

He looked confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I have these unnatural abilities and that's why I always stayed far away from everyone else and..."

"And?"

"And, well, walked away from you. I was scared because you were able to hear my thoughts too."

"....So these were the negative effects you were talking about?"

Relief.

He feels relieved?

Why?

"Yes...My father hated me for that."

He is taken aback.

The surprised aura around him said it all.

"He used to blame my mother to give birth to an unnatural son."

His hand reached out to mine, rubbing circles on the back.

They were surprisingly soft.

Very soft.

"I can assure you that you are the only one I hear."

"What is this, this connection between us? I have never met anyone else before who got this effect. Soobin hyung was close to me and still...what is this?"

A small smile is playing around his lips.

"That's exactly what it is. A connection."

I stared at him, not understanding his words.

"It's our connection."

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