GANGSTA | NOIR SIHEON

-chapter eighteen.

??? DAYS LEFT.

i headed down to the kitchen, planning to cook for all 10 of us. As i opened the extravagant doors, i was drawn to figure of an unusual orange haired boy.
"hello? is it...daewon?" i asked awkwardly.
he nodded in response with a slight smile.
"the guys already left to their meeting and thought i should stay with you since we are similar in age" he walked over to the counter placing his snack down as he raised his hand, ruffling my bed-ridden hair as i sighed.
"i know it's hard...we're sorry. minhyuk feels the worse. he degrades himself since 'he took you away from younghoon'" i looked at the ground.
tonight is the memorial and im not mentally or physically prepared for it all. why did i lose two close ones. younghoon and...

heon.

i dont understand it all. it hurts so much. but, i'll see him soon right? yeah,  me and younghoon...

"we're back!" siha announced as i saw junyong peak his head around the doors. he smiled lightly at us both as minhyuk walked in, heading over to my direction as he tugged me into a careful hug, stroking my hair in a relaxing manner as he immediately lifted my legs, carrying me upstairs. my eyes widened as i became confused. we reach what i assume is minhyuk's room as he sat me gently on the bed, shutting the door then sitting next to me afterwards, sighing softly.
"im so sorry yerim. so, so, sorry." he looked down as i heard him sniffle. my heart broke in two.

he didnt know.
how was he supposed to know about it?

"it isn't your fault minhyuk. please dont worry about it. you didnt know and you did what you thought was right no matter the outcome. nobody knew anything but me. if anything, im the one to blame. but i know i'll see him again. dont worry minhyuk" i stroked his hair as he had for me. he looked up, his eyes filled with venomous and regretful tears. i smiled to reassure him as i noticed his eyes were showing signs of sleep deprivation.

i sat back further on the bed, as i moved him, gently laying his head in my lap as i caressed his hair comfortingly, looking at him as he relaxed slightly under my touch.

nobody should suffer from me. minhyuk deserves so much but he got lost and stuck with gang issues and now me. im sorry minhyuk.

he looked up at me as i saw a tint of pink on his cheeks, feeling his hand move to behind my neck as i froze in position, minhyuk pulling me down slowly until,

he connected our lips, as if there was nothing else he ever wanted.