Cinnamons and cookies [On hold]

19

"Four?" Seokmin asked with disbelief. "Who is the other one?"

"Your brother." Joshua looked at him with seriousness.

Seokmin sighed as he looked down.

He can't believe it. Why didn't he know he has a brother?

What hurts him the most is that he himself don't know his own family.

"I-is Wonwoo my brother?" He stuttered as he look down trying not to let the tear fall.

"No."

Seokmin look up in disbelief at Joshua who is just looking outside the big glass seeing the city. "Wonwoo is not your brother, he is your cousin," Joshua said then looked at Seokmin.

"When you were six, your grandfather from the other city forcefully get your older brother to live with them, I don't know the reason why, but I heard from others that both sides of your family were rich, generationally, your mother and father fell in love but they shouldn't be as their families are enemies... Typically Romeo and Juliet." 

Seokmin nodded as he looked outside. "My brother, who is he?" Seokmin asked. "I rather not tell you Min, it'll be too much for you, it's for your own good."

Seokmin nodded as he looked at Joshua. "Do... do you still have any questions?"

"N-none..." he answered Joshua as he looked at the cup he is holding. 

"Then, how are you feeling?" Joshua asked as he leaned to Seokmin checking on him. "Kinda... I don't know, I felt... empty... lost... missing... and, I feel like I don't know myself."

"Wanna talk about it?" Joshua asked as he leaned his head into Seokmin's shoulder. "Well..."

Seokmin tapped his fingers on the cup he is holding. "I don't know... just..." he looked up and lied on the sofa more comfortably. "I felt like I am lost- A part of me is lost, felt like I've skipped through chapters of a book that I thought it wasn't necessary but really is, as those chapters contains past of the character and what itself has been on the present... That's how I feel."

"Are you fine?" Joshua asked again as he drew circles on Seokmin's thigh attempting to give comfort, yet any signs are not have been seen. Seokmin didn't respond and just kept staring at the chandelier silently hanging.

As they silently sat there, sound of the air-conditioner is the only sound you can hear -- as well as them hearing each other's breathing and Seokmin's silent sobs. 

"Thank you," Seokmin said after minutes of silence. Joshua just nodded expecting more words to be out from the latter's mouth. But as some time passed by, he chuckled hearing soft snores and peeked to see Seokmin's eyes now closed and head near to lean on his shoulder.

Joshua sighed as he carried Seokmin's body from the couch  to his bedroom. 

'Sunday morning rain is falling...'

Dokyeom opened his eyes and sighed. The yesterday's revelation is somewhat unrealistic-- felt like a dream. It was a bit too much to comprehend, and the way Joshua knows more of himself than him.

Dokyeom sat up from the bed as he heard soft guitar playing. He stared at the unfamiliar ceiling... Eyes wide, he hurriedly stood up from late realization with a gasp.

"Joshua," he called as he walked to the railing of the stair preventing him to fall seeing Joshua on the balcony and food on the dining table from the second floor. The guitar stopped, Joshua looked behind seeing Seokmin finally woke up and smiled. "Hey, good morning!"