Unknown Number || Kim Seungmin [ON HIATUS]

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Reji's POV:

I missed the smell of home.

But I also missed Seungmin.

As soon as I walked home, I dropped all of my things and sat down leaning against the door.

Junho walked out of his room and rushed towards me falling down next to me.

He hugged me hard.

Little siblings (especially brothers) are annoying, yes. You can feel the need to kill them sometimes, yes. But you know you always love them. No matter what, they are your place of comfort after your home, they will always be there for you when you don't have anyone. They know you the most out of any other stranger after all.

My heart felt a bit at ease at Junho's  warm hug. I loved him too much.

"What happened?" He asked.

I sighed. What happened? Seungmin barely talked to me, he kept ignoring everything I did, and when he did talk to me, that one hopeful shimmer in my eyes turned into tears as he said he wanted to break up with me because he lost his feeling for me. What did I do? Was I not good enough?

He accused me of killing Yeonjun, is that why?

If it is, I'm willing to get down on my knees, and practically begging him, to take me back. Because if the actual reason he dumped me was because he thought I poisoned  Yeonjun, he is severely mistaken. He can go check them fucking cameras.

Junho snapped his fingers infront of my face.

"Sorry, he umm, Seungmin umm, he dumped me and umm.." I started fiddling with my fingers.

"It's ok, dont tell me more," Junho finished.

I held back my tears before my little bratty brother called me a crybaby.

I smiled a little at how we used to be as kids, Junho would always boss me around like a teacher and it always felt like he was older. It still does. With him by my side with eyes full of hatred for Seungmin,I can tell he was saying as many swear words as he could. I felt protected next to him.

As he was the only person I had left, he meant a lot to me. Even if he wasn't my real brother. He had always been there.

He held out his hand for me to hold as support. I did and stood up.

He placed his hand over my shoulder as 'support' but I knew he only did it because he wanted an armrest. I rolled my eyes and scoffed at this.

"Keep rolling them, you might find a brain back there,"

I started laughing at how lame and old that was getting. Everyone used it these days.

"At least I have a brain that isn't as worthless as yours,"

He went quite and I smirked knowing I shut him up.

As I side eyed him, I could see he looked defeated.

I was used to this at this point.

"Is your mum not home?" I asked and then guilt took over me as I realized what I said. "Shit ignore that, Fuck me, Ignore what I just said, I'm so sorry,"

Junho seemed to laugh it off. He acted like it was fine. I know it wasn't.

I put my arm on his shoulder. "Listen, Jun, please. I know it hurts. Dont act like you're fine."

Junho sighed and pulled me into a hug. A hug I missed. A hug I needed. A nice warm hug. The type of hugs Olaf loves.

The door opened causing me to gulp in fear and move away.

Junho awkwardly smiled at the person behind me. There was someone over? 

Did he have a girlfriend?

Should I stop coming to random conclusions?

Yes I should.

"Who is she darling?" Someone said.

I held my breath looking up at Junho in the eye before turning around on my heel.

Tears prickled my eyes as someone glared at me. Their puffy eyes had dark circles around them. Their messy hair looked like they just rolled off bed.

I look back at Junho and finally realize he was in the same state as the person glaring at me.

What the fuck were they doing?

"Who are you?" The person said.