The telephone in seungmin's office rang while he was on the coach papers scattered on the table in front of him. He stood up walking to his table picking the call.
" Yes dad? "
" Seungmin come to my office " Mr kim spoke from the other end.
" Okay I'll be there " He went back to the coach closing his laptop and the book he was scribbling something on leaving the room.
The cabin was on the opposite side of the same floor. Seungmin stood right outside the door knocking on it.
After hearing a short " Come in " Seungmin opened the door closing it right after entering the room.
As soon as he took a turn to look at his father seungmin froze. Hyunjin was sitting right opposite to his father and there was also a girl next to hyunjin.
Seungmin frowned as he stood next to his father after greeting the girl and hyunjin.
" You called me? " He asked.
" Yeah but before we start, did you meet hyunjin's girlfriend? " His father spoke out of no where introducing the girl in front of them.
Saying Seungmin was shocked would be an understatement. He couldn't believe what his father just told him.... He have a girlfriend? Hyunjin is straight? Seungmin was feeling guilty.
Not because he had a stupid crush on him. He was feeling guilty to kiss hyunjin not so 'accidentally' like he had mentioned.
Seungmin knew what he was doing. He kissed hyunjin to see the olders reaction and later made it as an accident. He had a hope that hyunjin could like him back since he didn't mind thinking it was an 'accident'. But now....
" Earth to seungmin! " Mr kim spoke shaking the boy aggressively.
" Huh? " Seungmin looked at his father and then at the girl who had a worried look on his face. The boy scoffed mentally.
" So as I was saying... " Seungmin didn't pay any attention to what his father and hyunjin were talking about. A lump formed in his throat making it hard for him to keep himself from sobbing. His vision got blurry as he blinked rapidly to make the tears Dissapear.
It felt suffocating for seungmin to be in the same room as hyunjin. The long haired boy noticed the smaller pressing his left wrist tightly his chest raising up and down.
Seungmin made eye contact with hyunjin who mouthed ' are you okay? ' looking down at his hand moments.
The boy noticed his hand shaking as he pressed them harder against his wrist. He left his hand which was now red from the stopping of blood circulation around his wrist area.
Seungmin rubbed his wrist a little excusing himself as he left the room.
He leaned against the closed door staring at nothing as the first tear escaped his eyes. He wiped them aggressively walking towards the elevator. He immediately went to the top floor on the roof.
The cold breeze hit his face as soon as the elevator doors opened. He entered the roof walking close to the railings leaning against it.
Many tears escaped his eyes which were closed tightly.
Seungmin let out his first choked sob continued by another until he cried his heart out.
There were no tears left, seungmin felt his head heavy and his throat dry as fuck making him hard to gulp his own saliva. He rubbed his neck to ease the pain he was feeling.
Seungmin wiped his face with the palms walking back to the elevator.
He returned back to his office thinking he just wanna go back home and sleep.
After two hours of working he finally completed his work. Arranging the papers which were scattered on his table he thought to buy a coffee on his way back home.
Seungmin made his way to the skz cafe since he loved their coffee. But right now he regretted going there because he saw hyunjin and his so called girlfriend having their lunch at on of the tables.
Seungmin rolled his eyes ordering his coffee and leaving the cafe.
" I hate him " He mumbled to himself getting in his car.
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Hihi!
I hate the girl here.
Btw her name is nora.
Enjoy
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