Cãll Of the Sãnd(MxM)

Sister

It'd be a lie if Ryujin made a brave face and claimed that he didn't feel unsettled by this newly discovered fact.  It's been three days ever since he discovered it. Though it felt childish for him, but honestly it did creep him out a bit. What kind of hair dye did they use to make it last this long? Come to think of it, Raven and Ken had a video call with him the day before yesterday, he didn't notice it before but now that he thinks about it carefully, Raven's hair had already returned to its dark shade and Ken's too have almost returned to its original color. Though he doesn't have any idea about Brian, he hoped that his to had faded. Seth knows that he's being childish, worrying about something fickle like his hair color. What brand of hair color did they use for his hair anyway to last this long! 

As if his inner anxiety wasn't enough, his sister Reijin commented about his hair  this morning before she left for her clinic; "Ah nae dongsaeng you look good in that color, decided to keep it?"
And before he could manage an answer she walked out of the apartment in a hurry mumbling something about being late. He decided to divert his attention to something else. He decided to take up drawing. After replying to a couple of messages from Mrs. Lee and his other friends of this industry, he rummaged his cupboard and found a old drawing notebook which had nothing but blank pages. Either he or his sister had bought it long time back and forgot about it, he searched for a pencil in the house and found one lying under his sister's work desk for god knows how long. He didn't have colors but he thought that for starters he decided to stick to pencil shading.

The several consequetive beeps of the pass-code and a successful click of the lock the door opened and Dr. Park Reijin entered into the apartment only to find it shrouded with the darkness of the evening. She called out; "Ryujin, Ryujin! Ryujin-ah!"

No response.

She felt her heart skip a beat.

She groped the wall to feel the switchboard and successfully switched on the lights to discover her brother napping peacefully without a care in the world on the dinning table.

"YAH! If you don't wake up I'm gonna shave off your eyebrows!" This caused nothing but a stir.

"PARK RYUJIN Wake up now!" An audible slap accompanied by a yelp broke the eerie silence of the apartment. Before the groggy person could understand could make out what and why this happened to him and most importantly who did it he heard a very familiar voice; "Halujong il jago! I want you to wipe that drool off your face by the time I return from changing clothes!" The thudding of the bathroom door and immediate opening signaled how much his sister is pissed.

The brother however froze and became widely awake when he saw what he had drawn in his drawing notebook. Apart from a pool of drool at the side of the paper, it was a shaded sketch of an ancient temple situated in the middle of  a desert. the drawing was top notch perfect. While he marveled at the perfection, he had an odd feeling of seeing this temple somewhere or rather, knowing it like his second home......

The sister on the other hand, opened the tap of the wash basin of the bathroom in full speed and took deep breaths to calm herself. Her heart was still beating wildly. This sudden wild beating of the heart has become almost a daily occurrence. She almost gave in to the temptation of installing a CCTV inside her apartment but slapped herself awake for the sake of her brother's required privacy. It wasn't like this before, but ever since her brother's trip to Egypt and his horrible kidnapping after that, which rendered him pale and sickly after he returned home and he confessed only to his dear sister the truth of what happened to him during the time he was kidnapped by the crazy saesang.

Although she remained cool, or rather pretended to be as always, she was visibly shaken from the inside, especially when he spoke about certain familiarly unfamiliar voices that he heard in his mind. Adding to her anxiety and concern are the sudden surge of ominious feeling that she experienced when she was in her veterinary chamber and in the next moment, she felt like being sucked inside some hollow space, gravity didn't seem to work anymore and the unfaded red dye of her brother's hair. Even her brother seemed quite unsettled about it in his mind, though he still hasn't voiced out his worry as of yet.

Having washed her face, she closed the tap. She let loose of her fiery red mane, tied it properly and changed from her work clothes to proceed to the kitchen. With same eyes, eyebrows, facial shape with the only difference being their gender and the hair length; that reflected on the mirror of her room presented her as a twin counterpart of Seth—as if she is the female version of him.

Well, she wouldn't lie about that.

Author's note:-

nae dongsaeng—  my brother
Halujong il ja—  sleeping all day
saesang—  obsessive fan