Forgotten kiss ||Hyunlix<3||

Anxious.

It's so cold outside. I hate leaving the house. I've been here for three whole days and I already hate it.

I tried to stay inside for the majority of the time, but I was sometimes forced to get out of the house. Much like right now.

We were walking on the side walk, one of the scariest places to be. You never know who you'll see. And that's what terrifies me.

What if I see him.

I say this, but would he even see me? Does he know it's me?

I look really different.

I am very different.

I hate it.

"Do you still hate eggplants?"

I must have actually reacted because my sister instantly let out a laugh looking at me. I hadn't even felt my face move.

"I'll take that as a yes," she said still laughing, "you haven't changed a bit. It's okay, I won't make you eat em."

She knows I barley eat anyhow.

Niki had been silent the whole walk, it led me to be curious about what was going on in his head.

Is that how people think about me? Are they waiting for answers too?

I guess they'll be waiting awhile.

We walked into the small store and I saw my siblings immediately split up. They went their separate ways to find things they needed.

Independently.

I remember when I used to help them do stuff. Like a big brother should. They didn't look at me for help like they once did.

I just stood there, awkwardness radiating around me. I was making everyone uncomfortable huh? Just by breathing.

"Hyunjin!?"

My body froze. I wasn't awkward anymore, just still . My body felt like a stone cold statue. I knew that voice, it hadn't changed in all of the years it's been.

The footsteps started to get louder as well as my heart beat. I was so scared. I wanted to be home. Alone, away from the chances of being seen.

The sounds trailed in front of me, though my eyes were closed I knew he was looking at me. Straight on.

He could see everything. My pale cracked skin, my ratty hair that was tied in a loose ponytail, and my old worn out clothes that were far too big for my scrawny and brittle body.

My eyes were still tightly shut, I was scared to see him.

"Hey.." he said in a low whisper, "you're back."

My eyes slowly lifted open to see the boy infront of me. His full chubby cheeks and his shiny brown hair. The way his shirt hugged him just right.

Only two seconds and I was already jealous.

Regret charging through my body.

My mouth flew opened, but again no words Ventured out. Just silence. Pure silence.

"Hey jinnie, I'm gonna check out, did u need anything-" my sister stopped her words when she saw the boy in front of me.

"Oh, hey hannie! I see you met up with Hyunjin again hmm? He's choosing not to speak at the moment so please be patient with him." My sister said with the sweetest expression.

Jisung blinked fast in realization. "Oh-.. oh! That's no problem at all, I have so much to tell him! Like a best friend reunion."

I just gazed back at him unsure of how I could reply.

"Do you wanna stay over tonight?"

No.

"I'm sure he would love too!" Yeji spoke up turning to me to clarify. I let my head nod slowly.

"See? Why don't you just go with him right now? I'm sure he has some clothes, or I can drop some off."

"I have some!" Han spoke up excitedly. All I could think about is how huge they would be on my skin and bones.

By those shots were pushed away quickly when I felt the youngest fingers wrap tightly around my small wrist. It hurt, but only a little, so I didn't say anything.

I was being pulled, against my will, but it's not like I had much strength to stop him. I let my feet move and follow him outside where the cold air hit my nose immediately.

I inhaled, feeling the icy cold air hit my lungs. Exhaling, I could see my breath swarm infront of me.

We got in the car and I watched as the boy began shuffling stuff and getting situated before pulling out of the parking lot.

"When did you get back?" He asked the question but quickly added, "you should've told me." Talking I'm a way where I didn't have to speak.

He was thoughtful and kind. A very warm person.

"I missed you, you know?"

I nodded.

I knew, I received a lot of texts from him throughout the years. I definitely never forgot about him. He was my best friend.

I hoped he'd still be.

But I know that's selfish.