The Quiet Boy | Lee Seokmin

Chap. 20

Yeoreum's POV

"I don't know. Any suggestion?" Jeonghan asked the others. The others were thinking and suddenly Mingyu suggested to go to Seoul's Cheonggye Stream. I smile and nodded as we get up from our seat and walked towards the van.

After 15 minutes, we arrived at Seoul's Cheonggye Stream. There were a lot of peoples. I saw a parents with their kids were taking pictures, a little boy were running happily while his big brother chased him, some couples also spent their time together there. Suddenly my lips form a smile.

Flashback

"Appa! Let's take a photo here!" I happily said to my father as he laughed. He took out his phone from his pocket and gave it to me and we took a selfie. "Uwah a 6 years old girl like you could took a perfect selfie. Even myself cannot take a selfie this perfect." My dad giggled.

"Eh of course! I'm an expert!" I tap my chest proudly. And then we spent our time here until it almost 6 p.m.

End of flashback

I didn't realised that my tears dropped down to wet my cheeks. "Awww noona why are you crying??" Hansol went beside me and hug my hand. All of them looked at me. I quickly wiped my tears and I felt embarrased.

"Nothing, hahahaha." I smile as they looked at me worriedly. "You know Yeoreum that you could always share your problems with us. We're ready to listen." Jisoo gave me a smile.

"I just remembered back then where me and my dad went here when I was 6." I let out a small laughed and sighed. And then they told me to stay strong as we began to took a walk there. I noticed that Seokmin was staring at me. I slapped my red cheeks because I was super embarassed.

My heart beats so fast. 'Aish Seokmin-ssi, stop staring please!!" I cupped my cheeks and tried to enjoy the surroundings.

Seokmin's POV

"I just remembered back then where me and my dad went here when I was 6." She told us why she cried. Sometimes, I do felt sorry for her. Not sometimes, all the time actually. I felt sorry for her because my mother suddenly asked her to help me to talk again.

Then she had to face the fact that she'll be separating with her appa until I talk. She just had one simple thing to do, but I made it so hard for her. I see that she tried so hard to make me talk. But, I refused to. I'm still sad about my dad, I'm so sorry, Yeoreum.

And now her father is dying, which made her more sad. This precious girl who adore her father so much, just like me. She almost lost him. Ever since she lived with us, sometimes I did feel like I want to talk again.

But I don't know why I still chose to stay quiet. Maybe I still can't move on. *Sigh* I missed my dad. But with her hardwork, I think I could talk again. One day.

"Keep it up, Yeoreum. Just, don't give up on me. I'm sure you can make me talk. But not now." I thought and I realised that I've been starring at her. I could see her face turned red. "Cute."

I was shocked to myself because I just said her cute. And my heart beats fast. Why am I like this? Past few weeks ago, I held her hand for so long and I hesitated to let go. Then I comforted her when she cried that night. Why I did that? Did I like her? No way. I don't know, I'm not sure about it.

Argh I hate this feeling. I shake my head and forget about the thoughts. I focused on my brothers who were acting silly everywhere and laughed. Yeah I assumed them as brothers instead of friends.

Seungkwan, Soonyoung and Minghao were doing a silly dances, while the others laughed at them. Included Yeoreum. I saw that she laughed so hard. I know that this is part of their hardwork to make me laugh. But, sorry brothers. I still don't want to talk.