𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼 || Hyunlix

LCL 20.

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TW: Profanity, Fluff, mentions of SA.

YONGBOK'S POV:

It's been four days being at my mothers house, and since i had talked to Hyunjin. I can admit it was refreshing seeing his face again. Although...it only became harder to sleep. I'm so exhausted.

Yujun was out with Jisung and my mother i was too 'much' to go, i didn't want to drain anyone's energy with my mood so i decided to stay back and get as much rest as i could. I couldn't sleep anyway for an obvious reason but now for another, the previous conversation i had with my mother.

FLASHBACK

"I understand why he protects me Eomma! I know enough about that already, i just don't understand why he didn't tell me, and you being my mother don't you think i should've been the first to know, huh?"

"Felix, honey. You know how sensitive you are with the subject of trafficking. The way your father died in the first place. If you would've known you wouldn't have went out for God knows how long. So yes, i asked Hyunjin to protect you and get closer to you so you could still enjoy yourself whenever you please but he'd be with you. I honestly didn't expect him to fall for you this badly. He even told me the day after you two argued to cut the pay and he'd only be protecting you out of love. If you don't believe me i'll show you my account log."

I couldn't even blink twice before she whipped out her phone, showing me her log, which met the exact dates she explained. I mentally sighed to myself, maybe he does love me....right?

END OF FLASHBACK

I can't deal with this anymore. I'm tired of missing his touch. I'm tired of thinking about him on the daily. I'm tired of missing his scent. And most importantly i'm tired of thinking how badly i want to kill him, rip his heart of, and throw his body off a bridge.

I push the thought aside once i heard the doorbell ring. Oh right. My mother said i should be expecting some relatives, i honestly never got along with anyone in my family except her, Jisung, and my sisters. Therefore i decided not to get dressed, just made my way downstairs in white pajama pants covered in pastel blue teddy bears, a spaghetti-strap top with a blue teddy bear in the middle, and the famous white crocs i wear a little too often. With socks this time i promise.

I sighed before opening the door, i may be an extrovert but sometimes talking to people becomes overwhelming and in this moment i dont feel like it. Finally i opened the door, not even looking at who it was, bowing and walking away.

"Yongbok?" I hear them call out to me. I turn around at the familiar voice and saw Hyunjin, standing in the door way. I didn't know what to be...Mad? Excited? Annoyed? Confused. To be honest it was all of the about.

"Hyunjin...what are you doing here?" I looked down at my pajamas and to the right into the mirror at my messy hair, this was so embarrassing.