My Type // june

{3}

He opened his eyes. It was dark so all he could see was black. Funny, he didn't feel afraid at all. There was nothing frightening him, yet.

He stood up. It was very cold and he shivered. The cool air touched his skin lightly but he flinched whenever the air was felt like it stung him.

Walking without any direction, he tried to breathe normally even though it was hard. It was like breathing in a very cold area.

Weird, yes. He himself was stiff. His tongue was crinkle. He wanted to speak or even shout, but something like avoiding him to do so.

He closed his eyes for a few seconds. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a white light. He moved his feet faster, wondering what the light was in this darkness.

There he saw it. The it was a she. His chest felt heavy when he saw her there, smiling, extending her arm.

He tried to take it and hold it, finding warmness. He had been missing the warm of that girl's body. But he couldn't move any further. His body was frozen, he literally couldn't walk or just extended his arm.

He wanted to scream her name. Unfortunately, his tongue was still kink.

Then he saw someone else. A boy came along and took his light. Without any effort, he let the light went without him. He couldn't defend his light. Thefore his light was gone in a couple of seconds.

He realized, he was alone, again. Surrounded by silence and loneliness.

The sensation was there before but now it was taken away from him, without him having an ability to maintain it.

All he could do, was, staring at his light and the boy, running away.

Alone was the only word that could describe him now.

'~*~'

June blinked. He was surrounded by a really bright room. The wall was lemon-like colour and the floor was jeans-like colour.

The bed-lamp was on, giving dim light. The television right in front of his eyes turned off. A classical song played by a MP3 player was the only sound in that room, beside his own breath.

"Junhoe?"

June turned his head fast. He saw Jinhwan got in while brought a cup of coffee. He handed the cup to June.

"It's already six," said Jinhwan, slowly. "You don't want to go home?"

"I think I will stay here with Bobby hyung," answered June after he drank the black coffee. "How about you?"

Jinhwan walked closer to him. His gaze was hard to be read by June. "I will accompany you."

June chuckled. "You don't need to accompany me, Hyung. You said that I'm already a grown-up man, right?"

"Yes, you are." Jinhwan snuffled. "But look at you now. Such a mess."

June turned his gaze and went silent. His mind re-told him again what just happened two hours ago. And he couldn't stop to repeat what Bobby said.

He just ... could not understand.

Hanbin? Seriously? That caring hyung with awkward smile?

As fas as he knew, Hanbin certainly knew that he liked someone. And June was pretty sure, Hanbin knew who this someone was.

"You know that is not Hanbin's fault." Jinhwan said the word 'not' louder. "But you can't blame her too."