free | seventeen #Wattys2016

eight;

[seungcheol]

"hyung, wake up!"

i open my eyes. there's seungkwan.

"what's wrong?" i sit and face him.

"what's wrong? don't you know you slept for 15 hours already??"

wait, what? i try to recall what ever we called memories.

i dreamt.

there's a girl. she's in trouble.

"hyung?" seungkwan snaps me out.

"i-i just feel a bit tired. where's the others?" i scanned the surrounding.

"eating. you missed lunch!" seungkwan playfully hit my shoulder.

i feel annoyed but it's seungkwan. i can't meet anyone like him anymore.

i look to my left and see wonwoo is lying there. seungkwan left already to join others.

"oi, wake up" i shake his body.

"oi wonwoo.."

he slowly lift his eyelids, looking into my eyes.

"hyung, we need to leave this place.."

"wha-- wonwoo!" he closes his eyes causing me to shake his body.

"man, hyung. you shaked me too hard.." i release my hands from him.

"i thought you were gonna die. sorry boy.." i chuckle.

"i feel little bit sleepy. anyway i dreamt about us.." wonwoo's story attaches me to him.

"what it is?"

"we're going to be---"

"hyungs! let's play" minghao shouts.

i change glances with wonwoo. his eyes said no; shaking his head.

"why? come on!" i grab his hand hand and drag him with me.

"you don't under-- aishh arasseo" he follows me and we join the others playing this chicken fight.

not again..

they know they will lose to me.

- - -

[no one pov]

seungcheol walk towards junhui who is grilling the meat.

"watcha doing?" seungcheol ask.

junhui shot a glare to him.

"it is obvious hyung.." he reply in nods.

"did you see wonwoo?" junhui stops from grilling- fixes his gaze on his hyung.

"he said earlier that he is going to meet you. he asked if i saw you anywhere. he looks in hurry. something important huh?"

suddenly, junhui's facial changes.

"seolma.. did you two make out?--but i thought you like jeonghan hyung" he chuckles as he said that. unluckily, god wasn't on his side.

seungcheol punchs him on the shoulder causing junhui to whine like a baby. "take that, dongsaeng ah"

he left junhui who is still rubbing his shoulder. well, it is his fault to tease his own hyung. he laughs alone while continuing his work.

"something cheesy happened there, junhui?"

chills run on his spine. he looks for the source of the voice but it's nowhere to be see. what the--