Third POV
The place they stopped by have wide pillars styled on a specific distance against to each other. Cleanse brick used as a wall and smooth surface around of it. The main door with lower stair case below then placed above the curb whereas both of them stomps on it. Jaehwan stepped in before him and smell of ordinary papers, the melody of flipping sheets, and welcomed their entrance by the quiet play.
"A library? You got to be kidding me right?" The older cocked a brow to his so-called brother who busied searching for a table to stay. At last he found one, tugging Seongwoo along him at the bit middle of the library. Jaehwan sat somewhere in the center while the other occupied across him.
"How the heck are we doing here? I'm not into books, for your information," he settled his arms on the table, being bewildered from what the younger's intention here. Until Jaehwan met their eyes, Seongwoo can't help but shivered down his spine which he wasn't sure how that happened to him with this stare.
"My master, she passed me a message that we should probably meet up here, and I believe she mention a lot of whereabouts of the source. Hyung, this is the chance we will gather our brothers!" He briefly explained, giddily of having the idea of it. Although, Seongwoo who is a newbie from this unexpected stranger and told about he'd missed out a lot. He rather go with the flow and could see what he can do to get away from this nonsense.
Eventhough he was indeed amazed from Jaehwan's magical tricks.
This puffy one sighed in blue which Seongwoo caught off guard from his response. Thought maybe she was taking too long for them to wait, so he brainstorming himself to think of any topics they could talk about. But before he decided to start the conversation, Jaehwan spoke, "You still don't trust what I'm doing, no?" His eyes were sad, blank yet want to confirm himself the truth of Seongwoo being accompany.
"Not... just yet," atleast he blurts what he meant though, the younger nodded and slipped a book out of the shelf, flips open the book like looking for a specific page. Seongwoo watched him doing until Jaehwan paused, turns the book which facing at him, and pushed toward his direction to take a glance on it.
Seongwoo wasn't quite doubting about this person moves but as he glimpsed over the book, his eyes widened in astonishment. Why? Texts shouldn't be typing unless this one forming a conversation which word by word popping out the sheet itself. It's not even like handwriting but the use of print.
I know this might be crazy to you, but yeah, this came from me, my mind converse as it appears on a certain page I want you to see.
Seongwoo elevates his head to Jaehwan, which he grinned back to him instead. The three mole constellation grasped his own mouth, felt so impressive of his performance once again. This guy across him yelped an unordinary laugh like Seongwoo never heard anyone owns this but a new one from the new person.
Out of their moment of time, a book was laid on their table while this someone pushing the cart to fill up the bookshelves passing through them. Seongwoo rather glanced upon a guy while the other picked the book and saw a bookmark peeps by the stock of pages attached.
He opens and dazed the specific locution wherein the book marked. "It says follow," reckoning from it, this ought to be someone he is waiting for. He stood up, grabbed the other's wrist and tailed behind who is pushing the cart.
"I have no mood on reading, Jaehwan, not this!" Seongwoo whined, weakly got tugged him which he barely catching up their pace. As the librarian sorting of the books according to its volume and the number, they both stood beside him. The older glanced over Jaehwan which he had no idea why they ended up remaining their spot.
"You... forgot this book, sir," He politely handing the thing causing the librarian glanced and took it, and dumped on the cart. Afterwards, he was propelling the cart to transfer to the other genre of books. Jaehwan can overhear Seongwoo mumbling that why would they follow the owner of this place when you know that you were waiting with someone.
Instead, the younger checked his wrist watch and can wait a little bit more. He followed the librarian behind and Seongwoo can't barely help himself dragging into another idiotic way of being a stalker. One time they trailing that person, was soon lost of track just the blink of his eyes. "What the f was that?" Even the older was paying attention carefully.
"Jaehwan," a voice bouncing back circa their diameter that he perked and rather ran along where that call coming from. Finally they arrived a lobby spot that most of the people don't reserve this much. "You could have listened to me that I'll be here in exactly 2 pm," folding off his sleeves on both of his forearms, and rotates around as face to face with the two.
"What the actual ****" Seongwoo got censored out of the blue exactly where the librarian rose his hand and balled it into fist. He mouthed another curse but unable to say it which panicked himself. "I found my brother, master, you shouldn't treat him like this way," he exclaimed to the person. Then he did an open paln as unconsciously Seongwoo yelled at him. "YOU PIECE OF MOTHER-" Yet attentively pursed his mouth from the voice he finally can hear.
"Fine, but it doesn't mean I will lend his memories back-" "I am, so would you pease return his instead," the librarian unbelievably stared at Jaehwan that this chance would be a waste with a guy who might help him in need. "Indeed, he is one hard working person beneath the heavens, but he need like felt from heaven, dear," he squinted when he attempt to decipher his sentence when there was only the meaning of it.
"Wait what?" Seongwoo questioned the younger instead and responded a sigh. "He said you will help me, though, not fully as a participant, " the older furrowed brows as he what he understood of his explanation was a bit inequality. "You rather fuck with someone than lending hand with me," he blatantly proclaims whatsoever and he taken aback from it.
"Albeit, I think he will be useful," the librarian targeting Seongwoo's exposed forehead which he blocked with his left hand. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hit you directly, only indirectly," the flicks through the air but hit him with massive impact that flew his spot. Papers blown away along Seongwoo but landed properly that sliding him backwards. He was crouching, rested his hand on the floor to remain his posture.
"You okay?" Jaehwan slowly sneaking to his direction but the librarian stops him immediately. He looked over him that receives a plain face probably the serious one to express it. The man who got blown away, smirking and licked his bottom lip as he stood straight. Jaehwan rather gulped with this sudden changes of him. How his gait heading toward their places, those expression that you can tell he is desperate whatever he can gazed at, and brushing up his hair badly.
The librarian snaps finger resulting from Seongwoo halted his movement. He blinked lazily and adjusting his clothes anyway. "You damn bitch, why would you use a male instead of your true self?" And chewed his lip grinning smugly at him. He rolled his eyes and chilling on a couch. "I won't last long with this pity body I used to, and I'll be off somewhere after this,"
