It's five in the morning. I sneak into Jisung's room to find Jisung cuddling Minho. Minho's face is buried in the crook of Jisung's neck as his arms are protectively wrapped around Jisung. Jisung's chin is propped on Minho's hair as his legs are trapped by Minho's. I smile softly, before taking my phone and snapping a pic. I lean over to Jisung and lightly kiss his forehead.
"See you Sungie," I whisper into his ears, while pulling the blanket over the two of them, "Love you, Minho Hyung."
I gently close their bedroom door and pick up my belongings. As I leave their house, for a moment, I turn around and stare at it. My heart cracking at the thought of losing them.
Before I know it, I'm in front of Hyunjin's house again. Memories flash into me, making my head throb. Taking a deep breath, I step in to be met with the cold silence of the house. At first, there's relief. Relief knowing that Hyunjin isn't home. Then there's the ache. The ache thinking that Hyunjin doesn't care. I feel a tear drop down my face.
What have I done? Was it my fault? Am I not enough?
A twisted feeling inside of me tightens as I feel myself tearing up. I walk to my room and curl up into a ball on my bed. A few minutes later I feel myself drifting to sleep.
-- eight hours later --
I woke up to the sound of something crashing downstairs. I bolt out of the room to find Hyunjin standing at the front door, panting like he had run a marathon. I stare at him in confusion. He slumps down, clutching his head. I reach out to help him but he slaps my hand away.
"Why am I like this? Why do I treat you like this? Why do you take it?" Hyunjin mumbles furiously. I crouch down, trying to get a better look at his face.
"Hyunjin? Are you-"
"No. Shut up! Get away from me!" he roars, pushing me away. I stumble back. He suddenly starts crying, banging the wall until it cracked.
"Hyunjin, let's talk-"
"No. Don't talk to me," he growls, putting a hand up to stop me from getting closer.
At this point, I just wanted to slap him. But the fear of losing the man I loved the most suffocated me. I continue watching him break down for a minute until I turned around and left him. I'm back in my bedroom, locking the door before changing into something comfier. I'm about to close the curtains when the moon catches my eye. The moon always does. I identify myself as a Stenophile. Someone who loves the moon. I step outside into the chilly breeze, allowing myself to get lost in the beauty of the serene white orb of soft glowing light. Before I met Hyunjin, I considered the moon as my lover. I was so obsessed with it till the point that I so badly wanted to be an astronaut. I reach up to the moon with my small fingers, lightly waving at it. There are thousands of stars scattered across the sky yet the moon outshines them all. I stare till I go numb. A wave of drowsiness takes over as I finally give in to sleep. I leave the balcony, closing the door behind me before I completely shut down.
-- next morning --
"Where is it?" I mutter furiously. My job starts at 7:30 and it's now currently 7:14. I rustle through my wardrobe to find the cafe apron in vain. Just as I'm about to give up I notice it on my working desk. I grab it and run down the stairs, swiftly wrapping it around me in the process. Knowing Hyunjin isn't home, I don't bother leaving something for him. I grab my bag, phone, wallet, and croissant before speeding out of the house. I shove the croissant in my mouth while I rearrange my messy hair. Munching on the bun, I get a notification from Jisung.
Sungie ♡
Sungie ♡
Hey Lixie? Minho gave me a bad hickey last night :|
And I woke up late, so I forgot to cover it up O_O
Pixie Lixie
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Sucks to be you :P
Sungie ♡
I hate you T-T
Pixie Lixie
Don't worry, I have some concealer :]
I'll apply it for you when you arrive
Sungie ♡
Thanks <3
Where are you?
Pixie Lixie
Bus Stop. You?
Sungie ♡
On my way :)
I glance to the left to see the bus driving towards my stop. I grin.
Pixie Lixie
Well, you better hurry (;
It's right here ^^
Sungie ♡
What!?
NOOOOOO ><
Pixie Lixie
Oh, I see you!
You're that brown blob in the distance, o-o
Just as the bus halts to a stop, Jisung barges into me, panting heavily.
"I'm tired!" he whines.
"What? Your house is two minutes away. And you ran like, what? 100 meters? How are you tired?" I scoff in disbelief. We step into the bus to be greeted by our manager, one of our co-workers from the cafe.
Woojin.
(a/n: Yes, I added him. Get over it.)
"Hey, Felix. Hey Han," Woojin greets.
"Woojin Hyung! Stop calling me Han. It's too formal. Just call me Jisung!" Jisung complains, pouting.
"Alright, alright, Jisung. How are you both doing?" Woojin asks.
"We're alright Hyung. You?" I reply, smiling.
"I'm fine. Take a seat, you might fall," Woojin says. Just as he says that the bus jerks to a stop, sending Jisung and me flying to the front of the bus. We end up on top of one another, groaning in pain. Woojin rushes over to us and laughs heartily.
"Told you. You guys alright?" Woojin asks, concern written all over his face. I and Jisung stand up and brush off the dust that had settled on our uniform.
"Yup. Remind me never to stand on a bus again," Jisung mutters as we seat ourselves opposite Woojin.
"Oh, by the way, how are your boyfriends? Minho and Hyunjin, I believe?"
"Minho is alright and Hyunjin... he is-" Jisung stutters, turning to me. I look down.
"Felix... is everything okay...? With Hyunjin?" Woojin, says cautiously.
"Uhh... yes Hyung. We're both fine," I say, my mind wandering back to last night, but I force a smile on my face as I can feel my eyes getting glossy.
There are tears forming.
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