[JUNGKOOK]It's been 3 days since my brother Yoongi visited me. I want to see him again to talk things over with him. I wanted to clarify everything to get rid of these feelings inside me, because I want to feel comfortable. I wanted to ask forgiveness in everything that I did to him, because I was wrong all the way. With that, I've been planning how to approach him again and again, to apologize sincerely.
I miss him, though.
I always check alertly if he owns the sneaks around, but unfortunately, maybe it's was just my hunch desiring to meet him right away.
Ji-Eun then has been asking me if I was alright, there I realized I was acting too over, even at the house, outside the house and even at the school. It's like I've been only living in my own world setting all my surroundings aside to focus by myself. They would even think I'm crazy, looking stunned, staring at the sky blankly, tapping my foot on the ground endlessly and thinking so deep alone..
While I was swinging back and forth at the playground , I felt a presence behind me and its hands poked my back.
"Hey there hyung!" I glanced back and brushed my feet on the grassy ground to make myself firm. "How are you?"
It was my boy, Jung.
I smiled at him messing his soft fluffy shiny black hair."I'm okay. How about you dongsaeng?"
He embraced me so tight as I cuddled him back tightly. This little child became close to my heart easily, because we see each other as brothers, and I'd never stop wanting him to treat him as one.
"I'm super fine, hyung! Why are you alone here?" My face scrunched, and I whined.
"I don't know. I'm just thinking a lot of things. Something like iron man."
I stretched my arm in the air, acting like a flying hero. Jung giggled, but I think he wasn't that convinced.
"No, sincerely, hyung! It's like you've been acting so weird for two days that I've seen you." He looked up at me, finding answers beyond my reticent eyes. "Spill, what's wrong hyung?"
I laid my head on top of his head to ease him. From whom did he learn that kind of hobby? People tend to care too much.
"Nothing's wrong, all right?" I stared at his eyes directly, "Are you doing this because you really want a piggy back ride right now huh?"
Surprisingly, Jung shook his head no. Probably Ji-Eun had told him about this. But Jung doesn't usually follow what other people command him, because sometimes it's against his perceptions.
"I don't want to."
He made his way in front of me from behind to get a nicer view of my face. Is he really serious about this? This boy is not like this before.
"You're so feeble these passing days, hyung. What are you thinking?"Why can't I resist pretending in front of this young innocent boy? I don't want him to face the cruel world through saying my problems. He'd think and think until he grows old who can barely walk soon, then die thinking a lot of things, including my problem. I can always handle myself, everyone knows that even I went too far.
And here I go again, being the cocky man who's too conceited to himself.
"I have problems." I murmured.
Jung scratched his head hopelessly, sitting beside the swing where I had sat.
"Grownups are too complicated with themselves. You have problems, hyung? You can't solve that through living in your own world the whole time."
