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70

Hyunjin's P.O.V:

As soon as we arrived back home, we immediately headed to the kitchen to have our dinner. We were keeping silence even after we finished our meal so it was quite an awkward moment for me. Knowing Yongbok, he always had something to say even with his mouth full.

Of course, to lighten up the mood, I had to ask him some questions to start, which is also the question I was dying to ask him since earlier. "So, what did you guys talk about that it took for a good twenty minutes?"

A sigh was then heard from him. "Well...he wanted to make it clear why I did not talk to him like I usually do."

"As you should."

"And I confronted him, accusing him that what happened to me last night was his doing but, he said he didn't do it. And... I'm sure now he is really innocent."

I scoffed. That scumbag? Innocent? Gotta be fucking kidding me. "I still doubt that. Knowing his behavior, he'd probably be lying to you." He's a TWO-FACED BITCH, of course I fucking I know it.

"No, hyung. Trust me. He's not." His calm and assuring voice was making me question things. How was he so sure that Wooyoung was not the one behind this? What made him believe that asshole? 

But if he really isn't the culprit, then who would it be? 

Yongbok is a likable person. It's nearly impossible for someone to hate him to actually leave him in the middle of the woods. Who could be the person to hold such a grudge to make my kid suffer like that?

"What else did you guys talk about?" I followed.

"Your history."

The awkward tension went back to rise. "Oh..."

I felt him taking my hand that was resting above the table and made it rest on his lap, covering it with his adorable, warm paws. "I'm sorry for what he did. That was surely hard for you. You were too young at that time."

"Yeah, and a really closeted one. Coming from a very conservative yet lunatic parents, I fucking hid myself as I can. But he...." I closed my eyes and grunted — the scene of that very day was becoming vivid in the back of my head again. Oh, the pain of betrayal and shame I got from that day. 

The palms that sandwiches my hand grew tighter. "Hyung, he said that he's sorry for what he did. He wanted me to deliver his apology to you. He said that he knows he's late for it but he still wanted to apologize for what he did to you and how he hurt you."

I bitterly laughed, fighting the tears to escape from my eye. It's been years, but I surely haven't moved on from it. It still hurts as the same day I was in that situation. "I don't think I can accept his apology. He was the reason why I became a laughing stock at school for weeks. Every single student in that school bullied me as well and called me those slur names, treating me like a piece of shit."

To my surprise, Yongbok pulled my hand and dampened his soft lips on the back of my hand like I'm some kind of Disney princess. And it weirdly warmed my heart. "I understand, hyung. And it's completely valid. I also told him that his apology is unsure to be forgiven by you."

"Very good." I chuckled and brushed my fingers against his scalp. He smiled but it soon faltered, leaving me perplexed. "Now why is our angel frowning?"

He heavily sighed, head pointing towards the ground. "I just realized...I know nothing much about who you are, hyung. I only know just the fragments of your present you but...I have the smallest idea on who you are before."

Oh...

I chewed my lip, hesitating about what I should tell him to console his sulking ass. Actually, I'm still not totally comfortable telling the rest of my history to anyone because some of it was....disturbing to recall.