upstaged || markhyuck

68: looking up.

daehwi and jaemin special chapter

daehwi was washing the dishes. he didn't mind washing the dishes, it kept the hands busy and left the mind free for thinking. his thoughts wandered and he found himself thinking about jaemin. more specifically, jaemin's letter that he had given to him on christmas eve.

the honey-haired boy had warmed up to jaemin easily, and he and jaemin now got along well. they were friends, he thought. just... friends who liked to hug each other and it was the cutest thing ever. yeah, friends.

anyway, back to the letter.

dear daehwi, it had read.

the honey-haired boy had read it soon after jaemin had left his house. it was lucky that everyone else had been out that day, at the local christmas market that was open for the last time. daehwi had been told to stay home as he had woken up with a headache and fever, so he had spent the morning alone whilst his parents and his brothers were out having fun. but at least he was able to invite jaemin in and talk to him.

i want to apologise for what happened, and how i treated you. you helped me that night - saved me, even. i don't want to imagine what might have happened if you hadn't got me out of there.

thank you for letting me stay, and making sure i didn't die. really, i can't tell you how grateful i am. my mom would've killed me if i came home drunk off my ass.

but it's my fault that we kissed, and i need to say the biggest sorry for speaking to you that way. it was so wrong of me, and none of it was true. i'm sorry i ruined everything and ignored you at school. i am the absolute worst.

but i want to change. i need to put everything behind me and not let what people say get to me anymore.

i don't want to continue like this, us not speaking to each other. i know we didn't talk much before but you're a really good person, daehwi. and i'm sorry it took me this long (and that i wimped out and wrote a letter instead of telling you to your face) to realise that.

i don't think sorry can cover it, but i truly am.

merry christmas, daehwi.

love, jaemin.

daehwi sighed as his mind went over the words he hadn't even tried to memorize, but they were there, imprinted in his brain. he was the one who had suggested starting out as friends, but he didn't want their friendship to fall stagnant. he had started to really like jaemin; it was more than the butterflies he admittedly did feel when he was around the older boy, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"did you need any more help, mom?" he asked, smiling at his mother who was drying the glasses and putting then away.

the small woman shook her head and smiled. "go study," she said, waving a hand. "you've been a big help today, daehwi."