Sidelines

Idiots have emotions too.

It's a lie right?

There's probably someone for you.

Although I knew it, please don't let go of me.

-Infinite, A person like me.

You don't have to worry about being alone. I'll be here with you, no matter what. We already went through thick and thin, so why would I mind. You know what I would like to see on you? It's your smile. Because then I'll know that you're happy. If you're happy, I don't see any reason for me to not be happy. You'll always have me, and I'll always have you. Right? I would do what I can do, to make sure of that.

"You came all the way to see me?" Sehun asked as he patted the space beside him.

"Well, I didn't come all the way to see plain grassfields right?" I answered him while he only nodded with his mouth open like a little child. I wonder, sometimes, that he's actually a 18 year old.

"So, what happened this time?"

He stayed silent with his eyes staring into space in front of him. I could feel the tension rising as if I just stepped on a landmine, and I probably did. I expected this.

"Tell me when you want to." I said and stood up, headed to the door to escape the heavy atmosphere.

I headed down to the swings outside the house that are tied on the tree branch. He just need more time to think, hopefully he doesn't do something rash. I sat down on the swing set, admiring the scene before me. Plain and calm fields with a cool breeze. Something that you only could get in the country side. I would rather stay here than go back to that piece of mess as if Sehun's problem wasn't enough. I looked at nothing in particular, grass swaying along with the wind and the sky that is dyed in yellow and red. It felt nostalgic. It has been a long time ever since I did this, which was..... some times that I rather not remember.

I could hear footsteps nearing from a distance, and I'm pretty sure who it was.

He can never keep secrets from me, because he tells me everything. Which I thought was great. Because it doesn't cause any drama.

"So you finally decided to talk?" I said without looking at him.

I could hear the cracking of the wooden plank as he sat down and gazed ahead before looking at me. I could feel the burning stare on me and I turned my head to face him, only to smile to assure him that everything is fine. I will never say anything to his problems, he could figure it out himself. All I could do is listen and maybe once in a while, give some advices. So he'll grow up that way. And one day, hoping that he'll suck it up like a man.

"Well, it started with Minhee coming into my room early in the morning. I thought she came for something important because it was a Saturday and well, early in the morning." He paused for a second and diverted his attention to his swinging feet.

"She came to ask for Luhan's number because I was close to him. I know I sound stupid because I came all the way here just because of that, but you know what? It hurts a lot Sunjeong. It hurts." His voice cracked as he mumbled the last part.

I know what people will think at this situation. That I'll pity him, and be nicer because he looked like a kicked up puppy. No. He was worth more than that. What I could see in his eyes are not sadness, but pain. Dissappointment, anger, conflict and discouragement.

I sighed. Which seems like the nth time every since I knew his secret.

"We had this talk Sehun, I know it hurts. I know it's dissappointing , Sehun, I know. I know there's still hope, like what you said. Minhee doesn't ignore your presence, she still treats you as a good friend. Although she knows about your crush on her , I know she's not hurting you on purpose. You're hurting yourself. I know that you can see how genuine Minhee and Luhan's relationship is. They're hopelessly in love with each other. " I paused for a second to let him take in the words I said.

"You may not listen to me but, move on , Sehun. Or at least try. Minhee may seem perfect in your eyes bu-"

"No, you don't know." I frowned as Sehun interupted.

"You don't know how much it hurts! It's feels like everything is turning on me, stabbing my heart continuosly. The only thing that makes it worse is that everytime, I feel the pain but I don't see the wound." His outburst didn't surprise me, as he started sobing. I didn't say anything, and walked closer to take him into my embrace.

"Yes, I don't know. I'm the bad person. Just don't cry okay?" I said while soothing his back.

Damn my weakness for crying Sehun.

As the night slowly tick passed, we remained on the swings. Surrounded by the silence, only Sehun's sobs echoing in the air around us.

I woke up only to feel wetness on my figertips, as I slowly adjusted to the morning light. Then it dawned to me, that I was outside in the fields. I slowly turned only to face what seems like someone else's back. I sat up and look down to the body beside me.

It was Sehun.

Did I pass out while he was crying? Why didn't he just bring both of us back in the house? Those questions lingered in my mind.

Without a doubt I tried to wake him up, which seems like mission impossible to me. Funfact: Sehun sleeps like a log, no matter when or where. I reached out to wake him but he stirred , causing me to halt my actions. He turned over only to face my side, and it was a terrible sight to see. He had eye bags and puffy eyes, I could still see the streaks of tears that came the night before. This is torture. Not only for him but also the people around him, the people that cares for him. If only I could make him forget. If only.

I didn't notice that I've been zoning out until Sehun finally woke up and waved his palm in front of my face. I blinked and turned to him, face filled with confusion.

" Seems like a night of sleep isn't enough for you huh." He shook and chuckled. The sound particles of his laughter travelling around us.

Sure, a night's sleep and everything is forgotten.