polaroid love | sunki

chapter 2 (폴라로이드-러브)

there was no one in the rooftop, except for one long blond haired male- who sat on the floor staring in the sky, tears rolling down the side of his eyes. no sniffling. nothing. just looking at the sky and sobbing.

"you can leave us we don't need you" screamed his mother, pushing him over the couch. he fell over hurting his head but then he saw a shadow guarding him.

"momma, don't hurt him what the fuck are you doing- he's your son what the hell?"

"stop. swearing. at me. you little piece of shit-"

there, she slapped him again.

"take your sick brother away. why the hell am I even wasting money on him knowing that he wouldn't live long?!"

"he's your son- besides doctor choi said that if a miracle happens-"

"keep that bullshit to yourself, jaeyun" his mom glared at his brother "-and if you can't, leave the house. you and your sick brother"

ni-ki didn't cry. he just let the tears roll out on their own. he was a brave boy. and brave boys do not cry.

"ni-ki, you're here again?"

the voice was low, but caring. the blond sat up, rubbing his eyes with his elbow hastily.

"jay hyung" ni-ki mumbled lowly "why are you here on the rooftop?"

"shouldn't i be the one asking you that?" jay kept his bag down and took ni-ki's hand in his.

"did jaeyun scold you again?" jay asked. ni-ki shook his head.

"then why were you crying?"

"crying? who- why no" ni-ki stuttered. jay gave him a skeptical look to which he instantly surrendered.

"okay fine. he scolded me infront that new kid." ni-ki pouted which made jay chuckle.

"ni-ki what did you do again?" jay asked, his brows furrowing "if i am not wrong-"

"yes and i am going make him go through hell- wait and watch" the boy suddenly jumped on his feet and ran downstairs. a baby. right.

"ni-ki don't go overboard with any of your mischiefs for fucksake"

jay sighed.

he wanted to let ni-ki live his own life but not in the way he was doing. not by finding pleasure through bullying others. but whenever jay wanted to scold ni-ki, his baby-like face brought tears into his eyes making him aware of the fact that this little blond head just has a few more months in his hand.

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"so its you on the cleaning duty today, huh?" jungwon cooed from his seat "are you alone?"

"no" sunoo whispered, mopping the floor with the mop-stick "ni-ki is supposed to show up"

with that jungwon let out a villainous laugh "oh shoot. so you're actually doing this all alone"

"eh?"

"ni-ki isn't turning up so, yeah, best of luck new boy" jungwon shrugged and walked out of the classroom.

the problem was that, ni-ki's image in sunoo's mind had been tarnished into an ignorant brat plus a bully who loves to pick on new kids.

but why would he do this all alone? cleaning duty has been divided into two parts so that this finishes off quickly- he also had his piano lessons after school hours and its next to impossible to be on time after completing this all by himself.

"ni-ki!!!!" he screamed at the top of his lungs in the opposite direction facing the doorway when the latter appeared behind the shorter one from the door of the terrace.

ni-ki rn: ????????

"tf are you screaming for?" the blond said with his hands inside the pocket of his hoodie

"thank god you're here" sunoo rolled his eyes "here-"

he straightened his hand to lend ni-ki the mop but to his utter astonishment the latter walked inside the classroom , sat by the window and gazed outside the window.

sunoo rn: ????????!!!

"hello? what-? won't you clean?" sunoo asked, almost jumping on his feet.

"do it yourself" ni-ki replied bluntly

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN DO IT YOURSELF?!?!!$?$??$? I LITERALLY HAVE PIANO LESSONS AFTER THE THIS- AND I'LL DO THE WORK OF TWO PEOPLE?" he sighed after screaming "I CAN NEVER REACH THERE BY 6PM HOLY FICKETY FUCK"

"stop being so loud"

"THEN HELP ME?!?!?" sunoo screamed

"no" ni-ki turned his head towards the other side and stared out of the window.

"Nishimura Riki!!"

the end for sunoo

the blond rose to his feet and grabbed sunoo by his collar and pushed him on the floor. behind sunoo was the bucket full of water, which splashed all over also hurting sunoo on his elbow and torso area.

"how dare you call me by that"

anger. anger was clearly visible in the blond's eyes. sunoo was more taken aback because he just called ni-ki by his name.

"no one is supposed to fucking call me that" he kicked the bucket infront of him and made his way out of the room, not even glancing once at sunoo.

sunoo sat up straight, drenched in water and - stains of blood.

"ouch" he rubbed his elbow before getting up himself. now it was impossible to work in that condition in november, ofcourse he wouldn't want to catch cold.

besides they had exams coming up.

but the cleaning duty? his partner wouldn't show up so he had to do it- else detention, and being a scholarship student with good repute he can't obviously let that happen.

sunoo had been sensitive to cold weather forever. even a little rain pouring could make him fall sick and bedridden for days...

so the poor boy had to do the clean up, refilling the buckets all by himself, in his clothes drenched in water- in the cold afternoon of november.

and he hated ni-ki even more now, congratulations.