Precious - SeongSang

31

Putting the last box inside our new apartment. Yeosang jumped on me. He kissed all over my face. This was kind of unexpected for him to do this.

"This place is nice. Holy shit." Mingi said. "I'll trade you mine for this one."

I turned and stared at him.

"You don't have to look at me like that."

"Like what? A look of disappointment?" Hongjoong asked.

"Exactly. I already get that from my mom. I don't need you too."

San then came rolling in on our new and very EXPENSIVE display case. Wooyoung came in after him doing the same thing. I put Yeosang down and stopped San and Wooyoung from going any farther. I stared down at them. They smiled at me as they got off.

"Little shits."

"Can we keep Mingi and San apart as we bring stuff in?" Yeosang asked. "I don't want our stuff to get broken."

"I paid Hongjoong's parents back for the broken window!" San pouted. He flopped onto our couch.

"Come on get up, we still got to bring all the furniture in." I pulled him off the couch.

"What? But that's so much!" San whined.

"Stop whining." Hongjoong took San outside.

"Yeosang and I will start unpacking." I said. They gave me a thumbs-up as they left.

I pushed the display cases into where we wanted them. Turning to the boxes, opening them, and taking out Yeosang's gemstones. Carefully placing them each in their designated display cases. Placing the glass casing and locking them.

Yeosang rolled on over on another one. I just smiled. "What you doing?" I asked.

"Im just so happy." He hugged me.

"Why?"

"I'm no longer in the hell hole of where my family lives and now Im with you." He smiled.

"Ugh. So cringe." I laughed. He slapped my arm. "I'm kidding." He tried to get away from me. "I'm kidding." Bringing him back over. "But about your family situation..."

Hearing a bang and San saying. "Woops my bad."

"Hwa! You might need a new table!" Mingi yelled.

"Shut up!" San yelled back at him.

I sighed. "I'm going to kill them."

"If you are. Please not now. We don't want blood on the wood. It's hard to clean up." He giggled.

"But the floor is marble. Just how you wanted it. It wouldn't be that hard to take off." I played along.

"Yeah, but it's the cabinets and drawers that are made out of wood."

"That's true. You're right."

We stared at the entrance. San and Mingi came in with the table. They stared at us as we stared at them.

"They're planning our murders."

"If you're going to bleed out when we beat the shit out of you, can you go die in the hallway?" I asked.

"Joongie! I don't feel safe anymore!" San ran behind Hongjoong.

"Hwa. What did I say about threatening jokes?"

I rolled my eyes. "Don't say it towards San because he becomes a little bitch about it." Yeosang laughed.

"Exactly. Now come on San. Let's go get the rest of the stuff." Mingi and San were pulled out. Yunho, Jongho, and Wooyoung came in with more stuff.

Yeosang and I moved everything in place how we wanted it as they brought everything in.

Being able to finish within three hours.

We all flopped onto the couch. San and Mingi rolled on the fluffy rug that Yeosang really wanted.

"This place is better than mine. Wanna trade?" Hongjoong asked. Yeosang glared. "It's a joke. Chill. Either way, I'm going to be moving out of that apartment soon."

"You are?" Mingi rolled over to him.

"Yeah. Jongie is also going to move in with me!"

"Oh my god! Finally!" Wooyoung clapped.

"Yeah, that's all good... But can we eat?"

"Yeah. Of course. The food is here." Yeosang got up and walked to the door. He opened it as soon as the pizza delivery guy was about to ring the doorbell. He tipped the guys and closed the door. He dropped the pizza on the coffee table. "There. Seongie and I will go get some sodas..."

Yeosang was then pulled down. "Actually, Jongho and I will go get them." Hongjoong stood up.

"Huh?" Jongho already had a slice in his mouth. Hongjoong yanked him up and they left.

"Um ok." Mingi and Yunho took a box for themselves.

Wooyoung grabbed a box for himself and San too. "Well, that was unexpected."

San shrugged and began to eat.

"Do you think it's because of the whole thing that happened during the anniversary?" Yeosang whispered to me.

"I think so." I whispered back.

"Hey hey hey. No whispering. If you are going to say something. Everyone needs to know." Yunho pointed at us. Everyone else nodded.

"We were talking about how we wanted kids." Yeosang said.

They all covered their ears. "Eeeww the forbidden word!"

Yeosang rolled his eyes. He sat back and took his phone out. "As long as they shut up." He laughed.

We all quickly finished eating. Jongho and Hongjoong having to leave early because of school and work. Mingi and Yunho left because they needed to do somewhere. Then San and Wooyoung left because they wanted to fuck. We didn't need to know that but they had decided to announce it anyways.

Yeosang and I continued to unpack some of our last three boxes. It was our clothes, blankets, and other small stuff.

I made the bed. Yeosang was putting his books on the shelf.

Once he was done, I took his hand and spun him around. He giggled.

"As I was saying earlier."

"Yes?"

"About your family situation."

He tensed up.

"Can we take a shower first?"

"Of course." He smiled.

We took a quick shower and got in bed. Turning the light off and putting the LED lights on that he insisted on getting.

He laid on top of me. His hand on my chest. He balled his hand up. I wrapped my arms around him.

"You don't have to tell me if you're not..." "My family abused me."

I've known about it for so long but I don't know why it still surprised me. "I know."

He sat up. "What?"

"Yeosang, it was obvious. You never wanted to be home. You were always in pain. You never talked about your home life. And you're sister, is a fucken bitch. You called Wooyoung a lifesaver. I can tell it was not in a joking way either." I sat up. "Why else do you think I tried to keep you with me as much as possible? I hated seeing you in pain like that."

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what? You didn't do anything wrong. Your family are a bunch of assholes." I cupped his face. "You don't need to apologize."

"I should have told you sooner instead of just letting you figure it out." He hugged me. "I was so scared to say anything. I didn't want you to leave me. I didn't want them to hurt you." He cried. "I'm so so sorry."

"No. I'm sorry. I should have brought it up sooner. I should have made you move out and live me a lot sooner. I fucked up."

He shook his head. "It wasn't your problem anyway." He pulled away and wiped his tears. "But I'm fine now."