it was the moment I saw your hollow eyes in the midst of the sirimiri.
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Content: Dark topics, strong language, suicide.
series #3
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—— SURPRISE
jaeyun wasn't going to be home the whole week, he's going on a really big trip with his classmates. That means I get the whole house to myself.
"i can't wait to get the house all to myself, sleeping in for sure." i grin, my older brother rolls his eyes in response.
"sorry to burst your bubble but you're going to be stuck with sunghoon, in his house the whole week and mom told me that it's not safe to let you stay at home alone a whole week. So start packing." he snickers, returning a derisive look.
"i can't believe this." I slump into the couch seat and frown. "No I'm actually serious start packing, I'm dropping you off early." his tone grew serious.
my jaw dropped, "alright. But if I have to get packed within 20 minutes I'm going to lose it... like actually lose my mind."
he just smirks, and so I go up the stairs and start packing all of my clothes and essential items.
SUNGHOON'S PLACE ——
"thank you for letting suyeon stay while I go for a trip." jaeyun respectfully bows towards sunghoon's parents while I'm shyly behind him.
"look she's hiding." his mom giggles, "come here, we don't bite." she teases.
I approach her and her husband and bow, "nice to meet you." my cheeks flush red, keep it together. Keep it together. The struggles of being anti social were real, and during times like this you really had to pull your strings to do good.
sunghoon's mom seemed really cheerful she brought me into a tight hug, "you're adorable! and you grew up to look just like your mother." she beams joyfully. "she really does look like her, doesn't she?" his dad chuckles.
sunghoon just sat on the dining table with his arms folded and a grin plastered on his face. "look who's come to visit."
"quit your teasing." I whisper yell, his parents going into the living room to watch shows. "guess you're stuck with me for the week." he banters.
"guess you're stuck with having to look after me the whole week." i fire back with a smug look on my face.
"you mean the coffee shop don't you."
"at least you're aware."
—— NIGHT
funny thing is, there were so many rooms that I got it switched have and may have went into a different room, and I beg that it's not his parents room. It was pitch black in the hallway, I chose the room closest to the end but I was unsure and everyone was sleeping so I didn't turn on the lights. Used a bit of my phones light and the room pretty much looked the same in my assumption.
I got into my bed, and something grasped onto my wrist. I vigorously got pulled and my head crashed onto someone's chest. A hand caressed my head and I could feel their chest heaving up and down. "if you wanted to sleep here, you could've just said so." sunghoon groggily spat, my heart jolted due to being pulled like that.
"you scared me, why would you pull me like that."
"because I knew it was you." he snickered, "nobody else comes into my room like that, trying to sleep next to me."
"I wasn't TRYING to sleep next to you, I thought your room was mine." I defend myself and he hums. "don't try getting out because next thing you know my parents will get a heart attack by seeing you climbing into their bed, mistakening their room for your room once again" he derisively states.
"watch it park."
"your hair is soft." He tries to change the topic, I don't know why my head was still on his chest. I turn to the side and huff, attempting to fall asleep.
