HaPpY : binsung

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The moment I turned back, Chan was holding onto Jisung's sleeves and my dear boyfriend is looking at me as if he's troubled.

I was about to open my mouth. I am ready to punch Chan, I walked back to them bottling my anger up. I don't care if people would see us.

"Bin-ah~ can you get me sikhye?"

Jisung?

"I'm thirsty."

Why?

He pleaded with his doe eyes, wavering along with his voice. Jisung is sending me away.

I paused for a second as he nodded solemnly, I swallowed my words and landed my gaze on Chan who's not letting go of my partner's arms holding it so tight as if he's gonna run away. 

"Chan-Hyung let him go, you're hurting him." 

Chan isn't responding and is looking down on the ground while holding on to Jisung's arms.

Jisung sighed. I watched him shook off Chan's grip. In the way he aggressively brushed him off, it made me hold my breath and Chan's hands fell off weak with the urge of trying to get ahold of him once more. Jisung avoided rubbing his arms off.

He tilted his head as I reached for his cheeks, I took my cap and put it over his head.

"Should I worry?" I mumbled before I go.

"Do you?" He returned my question.

There's his gummy sweet smile, his face still glistening in sweat.

I nodded and bid goodbye. I saw Jisung drag Chan who's spacing out, away, until their out of my sight. My heart knows how to trust Jisung. I have faith in him.

I went to the nearby eatery that Jisung loved so much and ordered his favorite pork cutlet curry bowl and a wonton soup. He's been performing for hours straight, he hasn't eaten yet.

Taking the brown bag, I went outside to get his like and a choco mousse dessert at a convenience store.

He started eating well these days and the combinations are... interesting, it's entertaining watching him enjoy his food. I always went home with him during weekends after gym classes and extracurriculars.

Jisung would always wait for me outside the gate after I leave the club. Then my sister will come as well and both fetch and drops us off at his work and me on TMT much earlier.

Jisung's Saturdays for him are 4 hrs in the cafe, sometimes his sister stays in the lounge and watches Jisung's band, after his shift.

She takes good care of us.

Honestly.

She even started managing our public accounts, looking out for Jisung schedules, since he is tighter, and she said that we're getting famous.

I didn't know if she was joking she even asked for our autograph and framed it.

One time, She randomly gave me a brown bag discreetly, smiling.

"Changbin, I got something for you. "

And I got angry looking at the contents, 2 small boxes, and a bottle of gel.

"You're unbelievable."

She lets me stay with Jisung then straight up assumes that we'll get in that stays sooner than we expect to, seeing how. 'clingy' I was. I'll go home by Sunday afternoon by routine.

"Did you eat yet?"
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                                       "Yep, you and Jiji?"

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"Just about to."
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                                         "It's late >:(
Eat well, babies."
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When I put down my phone, sitting on a barstool, the clock had struck past twelve. I heard the familiar voice and his tiny hands tapping lightly in my back on this dark corner of the backroom.

"Hey, babe."

I looked up to meet his tired yet smiling face. I can only imagine. he cupped my cheeks and ran his hands on my nape.

"Sikhye isn't cold anymore."

He nodded, and he plopped on my back, hugging me from behind. I grabbed his legs as he willingly lifted them as shifted him to a proper piggyback ride. I grabbed our bag with both of our things and put in the takeouts, looks like we'll eat at the apartment.

"Hold on and don't fall. Let's go home."