𝖠𝖭𝖫 (𝖧𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖱𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗇)

𝐅𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

Returning to the hospital, Renjun go straight to the suit he's occupying. Closing the door behind him, his eyes found the gown he's always wearing. In anger, he throw it across the room. "What's wrong?!" Gara gasp. "Leave me" He demands. "What?"

"I said leave!" He shouts. "Hey..." Gara smack his head. "What?!" He yells. "Put your anger in a different and decent place. You're in the hospital and you're an important worker here." Gara starts. "What would your patients think if they found you like this?"

"Is it Ahnjin?"

"No. Leave me alone first" He sat on his chair. "Sure. But please Professor Huang, don't ruined things here. Specially reports, you have an important meeting next week" Gara exits the suit. Sighing, Renjun lean his head on the backrest. A lot of things are happening and he don't know what to do anymore. A part of him is slowly giving up. But a tingling sensation were telling him to keep going and his time will come too.

"What the hell is that two words?"

Ahnjin throw the bags she has gather on the table as she spot all six men deeply and loudly snoring on the couch. She could feel nothing but stress. Part of her wanted to fix things with Renjun already but she's scared. Fear is eating her alive.

She's scared that history will repeat itself. And she'll be the one left to pull herself up again. She work so hard to pull herself up from the darkness, she's scared to go through it again. She know that even if she say it that she's went through so much, no one would understand her.

It has always been like that, no one believes her. And it will grow through her. She reach her 20's not bothering to even say what's on her heart. She got a lot of pain she wanted to get out of her chest. And it's so sad all unspoken words would remain unspoken.

"What's this mess?" Her Mom arrives from work. "Mom" She greets. "The wedding is in two days, what's wrong with your brother?" Her Mom sighs. "Mom, what do you think of me not getting married?" She let out a small smile. "You should get married, you won't love living till you're old"

"I should, right?" She smiles. "Of course you should, just not to Sungchan" She chuckles nodding. "And I recommend Professor Huang" Her Mom adds walking up the stairs. Her? Marrying Renjun? She would love to but the will to be his wife has died inside her. And she's willing to light it up again. She wants to light it up again. Like when the times her relationship with the man is so fine.

So fine that it's too impossible to be true.

"Please..." She mumbles closing her eyes. "What's wrong?" She look up hearing the man's voice. "What are you doing here?" She ask, shook. "I came to help Hyesun get all the things needed for the wedding" Renjun slightly lift the white box on his arm. "I...I think that's mine. Give me" She approach the man. "No" Renjun swing the box away from her. "What?"

"I bought you your own dress"

"What?" She let out, lost for words. "I...the place Jaemin went to get all the clothing. They measure you, right? But they said they don't have your size." Renjun explains. "And?" She frowns. "I volunteer to get you one. I know your size, medium, right?" Renjun slightly smiles. "No, I'm large"

"You're lying, your waist is 27 and your height is 5'2—5'4"

"Are you kidding me? 5'2? That's my highschool height!" She balled her fist threatening to hit the man. "Sorry, you actually don't look like you grow a bit" The man states. "Whatever. Give me that" She ask for the box. "You might not wanna see what's in here" Renjun hold in his laugh. "These stuffs are what a newly we'd couple would frequently use"

"If you're that curious what it is, marry me and I'll show you how it's use"

"I refuse. I don't dream to be a mistress" She cross her arm. "Of course you don't and you shouldn't" Renjun replied. "You're too pretty to be a mistress" The man laughs walking up to the second floor. "I'll kill you!" She shouts. "I'd like to see you try!" Renjun shouts back followed by a door creaks.

"Ahnjin! Hand me water, my head aches so bad" Jaemin shouts finally waking up from his deep slumber. "Get it yourself" She shouts back grabbing her bag to go back to her room. Making it up to the second floor, she approach her door when a hand stop her. "Come with me" Renjun sheepishly smile at her. "I don't want to"

"Fine, go to the wedding naked" Renjun shrug. "I'm more comfortable naked" She snaps. "You are? Get naked then?" The man replied. "Okay, what's wrong with you? Did you consume some drugs? You're a doctor, you should know what it does to people" She exclaims, so done with Renjun. "You said I have no feelings to things, I'm trying to get the feel of it"

"What?"

"If I do that, you'll go back to me" Renjun seriously states. "This is not you! Stop trying to cover your real color with a fake one." She claims. "I shown you my real colors, you like me so much. And that was back then. The like you're about to say is like with a D. Past tense one. I'm trying to kick the D out of the word." Renjun nods his head. "Renjun, why are you being like this?" She whines. The man sighs grabbing her hand.

"I miss this"

"I miss spending my entire day with you, I miss holding you in my arms, I miss sleeping with you, I miss your smile and your endless I love you's, I miss you, come back to me?"

"I miss you so damn much, please come home."

"Come home to me"