His Brat || Taekook

21- Ahjushi Hyungies

Here is an update for those who wanted the next part😉
This chapter is simple but held significance.
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The idol was in his late twenties and after work, he regularly visited gyms before paddling his bicycle home. Today was another hectic day, completing three sets of intense workouts, he skipped the shower and hopped on the navy blue seat, aiming to reach home and devouring his skilled husband's delicious dishes. Their house was located in a less crowded neighborhood as both of them despise city noise. The serene environment also helps them to enhance the quality of art they create together.

"Isshh,  kids these days.." He muttered when he located a kid who was hugging the street pole and from the constant shakes of his shoulder, he assumed either the young kid was laughing or crying. He glanced around to search for some other soul, maybe there was a group of teenagers wandering on the streets but this late at night, he doubted his assumption.

Not finding any other human being in the vicinity as it was around 2, he pulled the breaker and put his left foot on the ground stopping near the pole. Little sobs and hiccups reached his ears, well the kid was weeping. "Hey, are you okay?"

The boy flinched at the sudden deep manly voice and turned his head around in search of the source, his arms still encircled around the pole. He saw a man with a mask on his face and his head supporting a baseball cap.

The idol was stunned at his place. Gosh, the boy looked like an angel in a white shirt and glittering face. Was he a model or something?

However, the eyeliner around his big doe eyes was smeared. "Hey, who are you? What are you doing here at this hour? Where are your guardians?" He showered the rain of questions. But in response, he got loud, " uWwwaaaa, huh, huh, Aaaaa..." The boy struggled to suck sharp breaths through his nostrils. There were stains of dried-off tears and a little snot running down his button nose which the boy was wiping with his sleeve from time to time.

"Gosh, are you lost? Do you remember the address, I can drop you home." He fumbled off the bicycle panicking because hell, he had no experience with weeping kids. Dancing here and there around the boy, afraid to approach him, what if he scared the already terrified kid, he uttered some incoherent sounds.

Koo wiped his nose with the cuff of his sleeve and hiccuped, "I d-don't wanna go h-home, ahjushii.."

"Ahjushi?" The man ran his eyes down his body. Do I look this old?

"S-scared..." When the boy's lips wobbled again ready to let out more cries, he moved forward, "hey, no, stop, don't cry. You are not alone, I'm here.."

"Will ahjushi take me to his home? " Koo asked expectantly. He was scared to death in the oddly silenced and dark night when he couldn't tell where he was. Well, the area was pretty secluded as compared to other parts of cities. So he just sat under the pole not knowing what to do or where to go but when the chilly night sent shivers through his body, he inhaled some deep breaths through the inhaler. The only possession he had with him when he ran away.

He regretted stepping out of his warm house and he had no idea how to go back but then his mind played the memories of his hyung kissing the other boy, he justified his reckless action. It was impossible, he would be living in the same house, witnessing romance between the newly wedded couple. No, he will not go back. And could not even if he wanted to, because he was lost in strange alleys. Just like his heart was lost in the maze of multiple hurts. Hurt of his unrequited love, hurt of leaving his home, his parents, his friends. Hurt of haunting fear of the future.

Koo sobbed when he saw the ahjushi in deep thought. His eyes wandered to the paddling bike, there was a baby seat at the backside. He prayed the gentlemanly ahjushi would provide him a shelter for tonight.