Stepbrother | Lee Taeyong ✔

.30 (End?)

Hayun POV
Next Day

I arrived where Doyoung said Taeyong would be. It was a house. Some weird torn up house. Why would Taeyong be here? I get that he ran away but he didn't have to go to a different city.

I guess the only thing to do now is knock on that door and finally talk to him. Talk to him after two weeks. I'm not even sure what I'm going to say to him. I don't want to yell at him but I don't know how my emotions will handle this. Whatever, I just need to get it done.

I walked up on the steps and took a brief sigh before knocking on the door. I stepped back and prepared myself. The door slightly opens. It was a woman. An older woman.

I was expecting Taeyong... not some woman. She was kind of old so cheating didn't come to mind. She opened the door wider and stepped out.

"And who might you be?" The lady asked in mono toned voice.

I shift my eyes to the inside of her house before she blocked my view. I dont know who she is but I already don't like her.

"I'm looking for someone." I replied to her, keeping my hands pressed together.

"Can't you be more specific?" She said, sighing. "Who exactly are you looking for?" She gave me a bitchy attitude followed up with an eye roll.

"I'm looking for Lee Taeyong, is he here?" I ask her, trying to catch another glimpse inside. "Taeyong?
It's me, Hayun." I said before looking back at her. "Is he-"

I paused from asking her a question. She was taken aback from what I said since she had this very shocked look on her face.

"Y-You're Ha-Hayun." She said, stuttering. "You are.. aren't you?"

"Yeah, that's me..." I replied back, feeling a bit nervous. "How do you know my name?" I ask.

She didn't say anything. She stepped aside. "Come in." She pulls my arm and dragged me inside her home.

I looked around and it wasn't big at all. It was just empty and cold. She sat me down on her couch and she just quietly kneeled in front of me. What is going on?

"Um, ma'am... where is Taeyong?" I ask looking around, avoiding any awkward eye contact. "My friend told me he was here..."

She took my hands and hugged them with hers. She pressed them against her forehead. "I..." She paused. "There's so much... to tell you... I just don't know... how to... start."

"Can you start by telling me where Taeyong is, is he here?"

She wanted to speak but her words weren't coming out. She gave me a look of sadness as a tear came down.

"What is it? Why are you crying?" I ask, not understanding the situation.

"You see... sweetheart... the Taeyong you are talking about... is gone."