deceit • Han Seojun x Kang Soojin

69. radio

Now my life is sweet like cinnamon
Like a fuckin' dream I'm livin' in
Baby, love me 'cause I'm playin' on the radio

-radio (lana del rey)

69. radio

When Yoon Jaehun woke up the next day, he immediately got on his feet and ran his numb hand through his hair. His body was still aching and somehow sore from all of the last night's shenanigans, but to his relief - to his utter relief - he was glad he did not proceed with the horrific act of killing himself. 

There was still so much he wanted to do in life, and more than that, he really wanted to give his noona a warm hug. She had saved him twice, and this time, he was going to be on his absolute best behaviour and make her proud. 

With a determined smile, Yoon Jaehun walked out of the cozy room and entered the hall with his small smile etched in a grin at the sight in front of him.

There were two figures on the sofa-bed instead of one, and they both were entangled with each other in such a way, that it was easy to mistake them as one. Jaehun had to rub his eyes and pinch himself to see whether or not he was seeing things right.

Famous popstar and known face of Starlight - Han Seojun - was cuddling his sister? He was dressed in his sweatshirt, and his long arms were wrapped around Soojin's figure that seemed to be buried in his chest. His head lay on her head, his hair strands messily falling on his face and a sense of calm washed through his handsome face.

Kang Soojin on the other hand was completely hidden out of the view by her head cocooned in Seojun's arms, and her right hand wrapped around his waist. She was asleep, her long hair playing with wind of the table fan kept nearby. 

Jaehun smiled with a sigh of pleasure, walking to the asleep duo and pulling the sheets over their entangled bodies. He didn't want to wake them up, given how much they were both tired from all of last night and all of last week, so he tip-toed out of the house in search for some breakfast for them. 

Han Seojun stirred softly at the soft sound of the door being shut, his eyes droopy and hands refusing to let go of the girl wrapped around him. 

At once his sleep vanished and Seojun looked at the asleep Soojin in his arms. She probably turned in her sleep last night which led them to sleep ever so intimately together. Seojun smiled, pulling his head back to glance at the beautiful girl that lay so sound asleep in his arms.

Not a girl, rather a woman.

The last Seojun had seen Soojin so closely was when had their dating phase back in high school and she'd teach him lessons in the easiest manner. Those were the only memories Seojun had that helped his survive the war in his life. Each time he felt alone, Soojin's cold rough hands and bruised lips reminded him that somewhere in the world there was a girl who was fighting for her life and he had to stay alive to see her again.

That was what he had planned, anyway.

Seeing Kang Soojin was the second to last thing in his list before he proceeded to end his life. He knew she worked in the HFA, he knew about her little life in the outskirts of Busan, and he knew that it would get ten times harder to leave if Soojin decided to stay. 

Even then, Seojun had to see his petty princess atleast once before he died. 

He thought she probably moved on from him and wouldn't bother with his sad life. But Seojun had forgotten just how adamant and stubborn Kang Soojin could be at times. And here he was, a decade later, in the arms of the woman he once wanted to hurt and destroy.