His Human || SeKai [Completed]

10 Revealed

Sehun had been sitting patiently in the quiet living room ever since Haneul left, with the only thing on his mind being to comfort Jongin, and constantly whispering the words “Don’t worry, he’s gone now”, to him.

As if the atmosphere had calmed him, Jongin slowly lifted his head off of Sehun’s shoulder and looked around, immediately realizing the situation he’s currently in.

“Wh-What are you doing here?” He gasped, quickly scooting away from Sehun with his cheeks flushed.

“Just got off the plane a while ago, and wanted to visit you. It’s a good thing I was here on time.”

Jongin nodded nervously, not questioning his words at all

“…Thank you.” He muttered.

Sehun smiled, staring amusedly at the man who’s trying his best to not make eye-contact. Just when he’s coming up with things to tease him a little, Jongin suddenly stood up.

“Sugar…he was thrown out earlier. I have to go find him!”

Sehun felt his heart skip a beat at those words. How could he have forgotten? ‘Sugar’ doesn’t exist when he’s turned back.

But even with the agitation building up, he said, “Don’t worry, he shouldn’t have gone far. Let me go with you.”

The fact of when he could turn into the ragdoll again remains unknown, but he still had to try and test his luck.

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Jongin isn’t completely sober yet, so from the dimness of the streetlights and his mind being completely filled up by where Sugar could be, he tripped on the curbs, but was fortunately held on to by a pair of strong arms.

“Careful.”

Having experienced a lot tonight, Jongin is expectedly flustered. Therefore, hearing Sehun’s voice is the only thing that could calm him, telling him he’s not alone. His heart raced madly when a warm hand grabbed onto his, as well as the calming voice that followed this action, “Hold on to me so you don’t trip again.”

……

More time had passed, and Jongin’s expression grew paler at each second. He’s afraid of not seeing Sugar again. He’s agitated, and so is Sehun. The time he remains as a human is much longer than the two previous cases. So what if he doesn’t turn back tonight? Then, ‘Sugar’ will never be found. His phone buzzed and rang as he’s debating of whether or not to convince Jongin to go home and rest, so he could see if he can turn back tomorrow.

It’s a phone number he had never seen before, but picked up anyway.

“Hello?”

“Good evening, Mr. Oh.” A familiar high-soprano voice sounded. Then, after a short pause, “I think I have just what you might be looking for.”