Then There's Us. [ Hyunsung ]

15

"Sung" Chan called as he jogged towards Jisung who just went back from throwing out the garbage. When he saw Chan, he increased his pace and walked faster to reach his house gate but chan was faster and the crutches he used wasn't helping either.

"Sung...I'm really sorry for what happened at the party" Jisung didn't mutter any word. He stared at Chan before pulling the gate open. "It really isn't what you think...!"

"I didn't make the party because of Hyunjin..." Jisung sighed and turned around. "Is a glass of water fine with you, hyung?" Chan raised an eyebrow. He didn't think that it would be this easy to start a conversation with the angry Jisung. "Yes! I'm fine with that!" Chan said as he rushed inside and helped himself by sitting down on the L shaped sofa.

He looked around and smiled once he noticed that nothing really change about the house except for the additional pictures and furniture. It was a shame he wasn't there to see how much things around Jisung had changed.

Thud

Jisung placed a glass of cold water on the table and sat in front of Chan before rubbing his eyes, a poor attempt to make his eyes more clear. He shouldn't have wore his contact lens for a long time,his eyes had already started reddening as if he cried the whole night. "Are you alright?" Chan asked, concerned.

"It's just my contact lens" Jisung said as he rubbed his eyes. "So, what about the party?" Jisung went straight to the topic and chan could only sigh in relief that the quokka like boy wanted to hear his explanation.

"That party... really got nothing to do with Hyunjin. I just invite Hyunjin because he is my friend...just like you." He bit his lips and continued. "And about what you heard back then...they were only curious of what Hyunjin will do..." Chan almost pulled his hair. How come explaining thing was this difficult?

"Sung...why do you think they want to know that?" Jisung shrugged. If he knew, he wouldn't be here with Chan trying to explain things to Jisung. Chan sighed again."this really isn't for me to say "

"Then, don't say it" Jisung said, bored.

"It because he likes you, Jisung!" Jisung widened his eyes after Chan yelled some sense to him.

"He likes me?" Jisung asked, still in disbelief. Chan nodded. "He might not realize it now but I've seen it. The way he looks at you" Jisung frowned. He didn't believe this but chan wouldn't lie to him under his intimidating gaze. It's either chan couldn't read someone's emotion or Hyunjin really liked him but it seemed too good to be true.

"He doesn't have any reason to like me..." He didn't say this for chan. He said this to himself. After all, he turned blind eyes on Hyunjin when he was bullied. Not only once but many time and Hyunin found out about it. "I don't hate you chan...I don't hate anybody...don't worry" Jisung said while smiling. "If that's what you're worried about..."

"I was just a bit emotional that day since I'm not used to having so many people around me" Jisung stood up and picked up Chan's glass when Chan's phone rang. He smiled and went to the kitchen.

Once he was in the kitchen he gripped the shirt he was wearing while breathing hastily. "He likes me?" He asked as he hit his chest, feeling his heartbeat quickly beating like crazy.

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"I have to go now." Chan said as he walked to the front door. Jisung nodded and smiled at Chan. "Get well soon and come back to school" Chan said as he stared at Jisung's ankle. Jisung nodded. "I know... "

"School is boring without you"

Chan waved at his friend and smiled awkwardly before walking out. Once Chan walked out, Jisung's smile faded away and his leg gave out. He sat on the floor while holding his head, a loud sigh was heard. Chan telling him a lot of information that he couldn't process was too much for him.

"I need to shower" he said as he slowly helped himself up with the crutches.

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When night came, he got a text from his mother. 'I won't come home tonight...heat up the food in the fridge' Jisung lost his appetite. He knew his mother had to see a lot of patient but she barely had time for him and he grew tired of it.

It wasn't like she was a doctor! There's many other nurses and staff at the hospital but she always made it seem like she's the busiest woman in the world. Jisung shook his head, maybe he shouldn't think so negatively. His mother had nobody else but him. It wouldn't be weird for her to drown herself with work.

He slipped into his comfortable sweater and walked out from his house, wandering everywhere he could without his crutches. He walked while limping towards a restaurant that seemed to have small number of customer and ordered some food that his mother probably didn't know how to cook with the money he saved.

Buying some expensive food was not really a bad thing right? It wasn't like he does it often. He sat at the furthest part of the restaurant and ate in silent while looking at the pedestrian outside. Holding a cup of coffee in his hand, he laughed at his mature taste. To be honest, he didn't even like coffee that much. He preferred sweet drinks like juices.

He stared at his reflection on the coffee, if his father was still with his mother, they would definitely enjoy this together and his mother wouldn't need to work as hard as she was doing now.

He had been eating out like this for a few days because his mother barely come home at night. She only come once it's already in the morning to cook for him then, she disappeared again once he woke up. It's as if she never come home at all.

He didn't realize that his action for these past few days was observed by someone with malicious intention. When he was walking out from the restaurant, he felt chills running through his skin. So, he walked in fast pace albeit having to feel pain on his ankle.

"Jisung" he froze once he heard a voice called him. He started walking and eventually running when a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder. He turned around to throw a punch but stopped himself once he saw who it was. "Hyunjin?" He asked.

"What are you..." He asked in disbelief. "I saw you...never mind that. What about your ankle?" Hyunjin asked as he crouched down and pulled the hem of  Jisung's pants. He frowned and caressed the small swollen part on Jisung's ankle. He looked up and asked. "Where is your crutches? Chan told me you were using one..."

"I don't want to use it...it's in the way" Jisung said as he pulled his leg away from Hyunjin. Hyunjin stood up and took Jisung's hand. " what are you doing?" Then shorter asked whilst pulling his guard up. Seeing this, Hyunjin said nothing and placed Jisung's hand around his shoulder.

"Where are you going? Let me send you there..." Jisung wanted to fight that he could walk on his own but he felt pain on his ankle. Maybe because he ran a moment ago. He lowered his head and shyly said, "home...but I could take a taxi"

Hyunjin didn't listen to him and proceed to walk him home even after they boarded a taxi. He insisted to accompany him.

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Bitch, hold up. I'm so foul mouthed lol but I wasn't ready. I was never ready. I'm not ready to cry at 2 in the morning but why? Hyunjin...why are you like this. You are not my bias... You don't go looking cute in that socks. :'). Purely crying in ugly tears. -hunny