End of beginning?[Hwang Hyunjin]

The Returned Bliss☆

Third person's POV
°°°°°°° °°°°°°°°°° °°°°°

Every word escaping his mouth felt like a hit, a slice that pierced deeper and deeper with regret, inciting rage within them, a plea of refutation in their hearts. It revoked the anger and guilt in them, how unconscious, insensible and soulless they were, to their friend who had his leg half engraved in hook.

All those fourteen years of being together did what when at the right time they all messed up. Everyone surged with tension and horror. Their hands automatically moved to their hair as tears shed understanding and linking both Grace's and Hyunjin's perspective.

The one to break first was Jisung. No matter how strong his ego might be he was still a ball of goofy immature chocolate guy who'd blame you but still cry with you.

"Hyunjin! You bastard!" He shouted emotionally, angrily stomping and grabbing his collar, then giving him a aggressive bear hug while sobbing childishly, as Hyunjin grunted in pain.
Felix and Jeongin were just holding themselves but couldn't keep up either.

"Why did you let me blabber that nonsense on your face, you idiot you should've just punched me hard in the face like you did when we were young!"
He cried as Hyunjin just stood their like a sculpture controlling his little chortle at his friend's realization.

"I'm sorry for being such a jerk...man." He cried as Hyunjin nodded in agreement the patted his back. He can't deny he missed them too, no matter how big douches they were.

"Hyung!!!" Jeongin came forward and cried even harder while Hyunjin chuckled at the youngest and gladly took him in his arms. Can't resist him, he's always had that soft spot for him.
Everyone gathered together, started apologizing and consoling him while constantly blaming themselves, like he did with last night Grace.

They finally made up. Hyunjin did gladly forgave them, after all they're just barely eighteen, still exploring and learning new emotions, new ways, right and wrongs. Life is a lesson anyway, everyday we learn from things.

Grace sat and watched the melancholy while recording it in her phone shuddering in tears as well but secretly finding it remarkably hilarious seeing their faces. They all settled after twenty minutes and then finally someone's eyes landed on her.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Chan asked, chuckling a chink in between his weep as everyone's gaze landed on her sitting on the couch and just enjoying.

"...Capturing....cherishable moments." She said shrugging, everyone dryly smiled at the nice and nostalgic moment but then recalled, they haven't apologized to her yet.

The air surged with tension once again as they all turned to her now. She noticed and put her phone down and sat there, not knowing what to do exactly.

Chan bit his lips.
"So...first of all I'm really... glad to see you right now, Grace." He said, marking her undeniably new, remarkable presence since the last time he saw her.
"In my rapturous memory, I remember your face that day. While arguing. I was so blinded I didn't realize how miserable you were." He said, while thinking.

"Hah. Now you say it." She scoffed dryly while they all let out breathy sighs.

"You're right. We robbed those joyous memories from you. While we don't really know how you feel about us right now, we certainly understand that the thing we did is the worst possible thing we could possibly do to you." Minho said in an apologetic tone as she looked down.

"You didn't only show your incredible, beautiful love but also the never-ending support that kept us cheery. To hurt you...in that way, it was an insult to all the things you did for us and we HATE ourselves for that." Said Changbin, sniffling a bit while remembering the old days.