Our New Fate

Chapter 10: Who do you think you are?

Song used in this chapter: "Jar of Hearts" - Sam Tsui (cover)

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"I know I can't take one more step towards you

Cause all that's waiting is regret"

The room was still dark when he opened his eyes. He couldn't tell if that was still part of his dream or not - in fact, he couldn't tell anything at all. His lips parted into a smile as he saw the youngest boy beside his bed, looking very uncomfortable since he was sitting with his face falling on his blanket.

So, he did come back. After seeing him leave, after seeing his back disappear through the hospital room, he was afraid he would not see him again. Part of him feared he wouldn't come back to him. But he did - he was there. He knew that Nam Soon wouldn't leave him like that.

With his eyes half open, he held the hand that was lying on his belly. He held it tightly - as he should have done the day before that incident. He held it tight so Nam Soon wouldn't leave.

"Dear, it took so long just to feel alright

Remember how to put back the light in my eyes"

He woke up with the dizzy sound of his alarm, which he forgot to turn off for the weekend. He sat on his quilt, his hands brushing his face in an attempt to wake up. His head was throbbing and his stomach groaned, reminding himself that he hadn't eaten last night. In fact, he couldn't clearly remember what happened last night... he couldn't remember when he left the karaoke, but his head told him that he drank too much - since it was hurting like hell.

He looked discreetly at his side as he tried to pretend he didn't remember his dream. But he couldn't lie to himself. He could lie to everyone, but he would always know the truth - that on some nights he still had those dreams. Those dreams where he'd be lying on his hospital bed, and Nam Soon would walk through that door. Others where he would wake up, and just like this day... Nam Soon would be there. He hated it. He was mad because he couldn't do anything about these dreams, but he would never admit what he was feeling - and he hated it too.

He stood up, turned off his alarm, and headed for the kitchen to get something to eat. The smell of boiled rice filled his nose when he opened the door, and suddenly he realized he couldn't remember coming home last night. And, since he didn't remember, he was sure that he couldn't have returned by himself. Probably Moo Yul helped him with this, but if he was there to bring him home, and even make food, where was he now? He was not the kind of person who would cook for him and just walk away like that.

He found his cell phone on the kitchen counter. He also didn't remember putting it there, but as everything seemed to be in place he was not too worried.

Moo Yul answered his call after three beeps. His voice sounded sleepy, which meant he had just woken him up. But how was that possible? If it wasn't him, who could it be? He desperately tried not to guess who it was because he would probably know the answer - and he really didn't want to know.

"Heung Soo? " he murmured in a hoarse voice.

"What happened last night? I kind of forgot..." Heung Soo whispered, now bemoaning the fact that he had called. He tried his best to sound as casual as possible, though he noticed that he failed miserably at it.

"Nam Soon... He took you home," Moo Yul answered like it was nothing. As if it wouldn't affect Heung Soo like it really did. Like it wasn't important.