Shelter

Chapter 11

A few days later.

Sungjae is better now. Healthwise. Like all his wounds are almost healed. No more feverish nights. So everything is perfect. Almost.

It's just that Sungjae was bored. To death.

Changsub started going back to his work the next day ("the long lecture day" as Sungjae liked to quote it). He can't stay home every day to keep him company and he was assured that he was fine now.

So Sungjae was left all alone in the home for many hours.

For a day or two, he felt like he was the king and he could do whatever he wanted. So he did that. Watched a lot of movies. Played a lot of video games. And such.

But he soon got sick and tired of that routine. It's no fun if you play all the time!!!

So he decided he would take this serious matter to the hyungs, that it was very unfair that they weren't paying any attention to his entertainment even when they were back from work.

Well, it was partially because either they were too tired or Sungjae was too busy playing games to talk to them. Except for dinner.

So today, when a tired Changsub came home, he found a sulking Sungjae.

Changsub ignored him because he knew, if he said anything, Sungjae would start demanding something from him. He was too tired for the drama. So he silently put his belongings in their place, changed into comfy clothes, and freshened up, all the time glancing at Sungjae who was still sulking but was not saying anything.

He finally gave up. He groaned loudly and asked Sungjae "what?"

"What what?"

"What's with the expression? What happened?"

"So you finally noticed me now?"

" Yes brat, tell me what's wrong?"

"Nothing"

"Then why are you sulking". He tried to recall if he forgot something important? Birthday no, any school meeting no, any demands from this princess, no. Then what??

"I'm not sulking" he snapped at Changsub and caught his attention again because he started zoning out.

Changsub scoffed at him.

Sungjae continued "I am bored hyung. I don't know what to do"

"Is that why you were sulking?" Changsub asked him, chuckling.

"I said I am not" he was glaring at him.

"Okay whatever, but what can I do?"

"I don't know," he said in a high-pitched frustrated voice.

"You wouldn't be so bored if you took a look at your surroundings and did some cleaning. I have told you so many times to go set your things in the other room. Arrange it however you want it. But No. How many more days do you plan on hogging my room? I am giving you 2 more days and after that don't blame me for whatever is going to happen to your belongings."

"Ahh. Hyung, I am not in a mood for your nagging now. Please save it for later" and as soon as he finished saying that a flying pillow landed on his face.

"Get out of my room if you don't want to hear me. Go and bother Eunkwang hyung"

He picked the pillow, and got off the bed, and walked out stomping, but when he reached the door he turned around and threw the pillow back at Changsub, who failed to duck it and it landed on the back of his head.