Blur memories (Scoups X Reader)

18

ON CALL:

Joshua:

How is he doing, Hyung? Mingyu, just tell me he's at work. Is he mad? What is he even doing there on his day off?

[Joshua's voice pours out in a rush, frustration laced with worry, not giving Seokmin even a second to reply.]

Seok:

Are you done now? Good. Then listen. He's fine. It's not the first time he's shown up when he should be resting. So calm down.

He's just... struggling without you. He told me himself....he depends on you more than he thought. And get this, he doesn't even want a new secretary.

Joshua:

Oh... wait, what?

Seok:

He says it's dependency, but it's more than that, Joshua. What he really misses is you....your presence, the way you care without asking anything in return, the warmth you bring. He just doesn't know how to put those feelings into words.

Joshua:

Enough, Hyung. Don't jump to conclusions. You know that's not possible.

Seok:

Whatever you say. But... I do have my doubts.

Joshua:

What doubts?

Seok:

I think he knows about your feelings.

Joshua:

No. No fucking way.

Seok:

He said something earlier... and it really felt like he knew.

Joshua:

He won't find out. How could he? You didn't tell him, Mingyu didn't, Wonwoo hyung didn't....and I sure as hell won't.

Seok:

Yeah... I know. Anyway, I have to go. I'll see you Monday, Mr. President.

Joshua:

Shut up. I hate that title.

Seok:

Bye!

Joshua:

Bye.

Call ended.

Seok:

I just hope he figures out what his heart is saying... before it's too late.

[Seokmin lets out a slow sigh and places his phone down on the table, lost in thought.]

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[It was the third day, and like clockwork, Wonwoo and Mingyu showed up at Jeonghan's office again, spending their hours watching random movies just to escape the dull ache of boredom.]

Han:

Joshua, can you give me the...

[The words slipped out unconsciously, and the moment they did, Jeonghan froze.]

Wonu:

Here.

[Wonwoo handed him a cup of coffee. Jeonghan took it quietly, eyes lowered.]

Han:

Th-thanks.

[He didn't meet Wonwoo's gaze. It was his fourth cup today....just like the past two days, he kept calling out for Joshua, only to stop midway and pretend it never happened. Wonwoo let out a slow sigh and moved to sit across from him.]