Cinnamons and cookies [On hold]

16

Seokmin lied faced down on his bed letting the tears flow. He is having mixed feelings.

He is confused, curious, angry, he doesn't even know what he is feeling. He feels he is fake, his childhood was a lie. He knows it was Joshua, but why? Does Joshua know who he is? Does Joshua know their history? Does Joshua know what happened between them?

If he does, why didn't he told him? Does Joshua know anything what happened before he lose memories?

A knock on the door was heard. Seokmin sat up and wiped his tears and snot using his sleeves.

He opened the door and saw the man he doesn't want to see. He closed it again making the said person outside jump.

"Fuck, I'll have a noise complaint after this," Joshua murmured as he knock louder on Seokmin's door. "SEOKMIN, YOU FORGOT YOUR BAG AND PHONE!"

The door slightly opened and Seokmin's hoarse voice was heard, "leave it outside, I don't want to see you now."

Joshua froze at Seokmin's words. Hearing nothing he hesitately put the bag down and his phone. "Seokmin, let's ta-"

"Can't you understand? I don't want to see you right now!"

"Just let me expla-"

"Leave!"

Joshua sighed as looked at the slightly opened door and turned around. "Just for you to know, if you want an explanation or you want to know everything, just call me, I am one call away, I won't show myself to you, but I'll protect you from afar, Seokmin."

With that, he heard footsteps going far and a closed door. Seokmin stood up and wait for a while to confirm Joshua's away.

He opened the door seeing no one, his bag and his phone on his doorstep.

Shua
Call me if you need explanation.
Whenever you are ready.

Joshua did took his words seriously. It's been days since they talked, interact, and seen each other. And it didn't go unnoticed by people.

"Seok, tell me, is something wrong with you and Boss Shu?" Seungkwan asked as he leaned on the island while Seokmin mixed the butter and milk for eclairs.

"After I make this please give this to Shua." Seungkwan sighed at his reply.

These days, both boys avoid the question and just reply with "I'm busy", "Don't you have work to do?" "Can you..." "Will you please..." Or change the topic.

And this is making Seungkwan and Soonyoung's blood boil. They are trying hard to make the two of them talk but both of them are stubborn.

And what shocked them is everyday Seokmin and Joshua doesn't go home or go to the cafe together.

Joshua goes home really late and just stuck himself at his office, while Seokmin just stay inside the kitchen and never goes out unless needed.

And the question is, why?

"I'M HAVING ENOUGH OF THIS!" Chan suddenly yelled and dropped the mop on the floor making everyone stop what they're doing and look at him like he is some crazy drunkard.

"Make the two of them talk. NOW!" he said as he starts fuming. "We can't just let them igno- no, AVOID EACH OTHER, I don't know what happened between them, but they definitely need to talk."

Everyone went just looked down and went silent. They know something was up, and they are trying their best to make things better for them.

"I'll do it. I'll make them talk to each other."

"Seok, talk to Shua now." Seokmin sighed. He knows everyone is trying so hard to make them both talk to each other. "I can't, Wonwoo hyung," he said as he sifted the flour.

Wonwoo nodded. He knows something is more serious happened between the two of them. And he has a hint what and why this is happening.

"You know, whatever is between you and Shu are having right now, listening to the other side doesn't hurt." Seokmin stopped for a while as he is listening to Wonwoo.

He doesn't know anything, and it does hurt, his past would.

"If it does... Isn't it important to listen to the other side so you could know something important? Like something you lost?"

Seokmin looked at Wonwoo who is just standing there. "Do you know something about me?"

Everything went silent until Wonwoo turned around. "I may, or may not, but, I highly advice you to listen to Joshua, he can answer a lot of questions more than I can."