It's been a few hours, two or three maybe, since I ran out of the house. I'm not sure how far away I had gone or where I was right now, but it's cold and raining. I'm only wearing shorts and a baggy white tee with faded smiley faces on it. I at least grabbed a gray sweatshirt on my way out, though it's Sehun's, that I'm lucky for because the only things I have are the sweatshirt and my phone.
I had received one call and three texts at the minimum from everyone, I haven't returned a single one. My hair is soaked from running through the rain without wearing the hood and the water drips slowly down my back, pressed against the brick structure of a basketball court.
There's some guys playing here, having fun and running around. There are a few other people here who are taking shelter from the rain, but then someone would come to get them. I just sat there, watching the dark sky and my breath come out in puffs.
I closed my eyes and pulled the sweatshirt tighter around me, burying my face in the fabric that surprising still had Sehun's scent in it despite being damp. It was little, but it was enough to not be completely freezing. I shivered as a breeze came through but whatever was going on in my head just wouldn't allow me to go home or answer my phone.
The device vibrated in my short pocket and I opened one eye and took it out of the pocket to see that Joonmyun hyung was calling for the sixth time. I declined the call this time, instead of just letting him hang up first or automatically go to voice mail.
I figure that's the least I can do, to let the boys know that I'm okay. But when his face popped up on my screen again right after I declined the call, I sighed and finally answered.
"Yeoboseyo?" I said and my voice cracked a bit from my long period of complete silence.
"Jigeum eodiya? Gwencha na? How long have you been gone? When are you coming back? You've made us so worried! What happened to you? Are you inside? It's raining so are you at least warm if you're outside? Don't treat yourself badly, Jihyun-ah! If you get sick, umma will be sad!" Joonmyun ranted.
"Hyung!" I whined before coughing violently.
"Jihyun? Gwencha na?"
"Neh. Miahnhae, hyung. I don't know where I am. I'm outside at a basketball court."
"What's nearby?"
"Mollayo. I can't see right now. I dropped my glasses somewhere in the house," I frowned. The other line went silent for a short moment before I heard a distressed sigh.
"I'll find you, don't worry. I'll get to you soon, araso?" he sounded so worried and it just made me feel even more guilty.
"Neh, miahnhae. Gomawo, hyung," I nod slowly. We hung up and I looked back up at the sky with dropping eyes. I hugged my phone close to me and pulled my legs closer to my bottom and waited until everything got really dark.
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"Jihyun-ah," a familiar voice called. My eyes started to open again as I feel warmer. Oddly enough, my vision was clear but then I realized that my glasses were back on me. I looked around, completely disoriented before I was able to make out what was happening. And who the person was that was so close to my face.
"Luhan hyung!" I exclaimed. He gave a small smile before speaking again.
"I need you to stand on your own for a moment, araso?" And then I realized that he was carrying me bridal style and we were close to the van.
"Oh," I nod once and he set me down gently once we got there and I leaned against the van for support. My body felt numb, probably from the cold and the fact that I had just woken up. As soon as he opened the door, he scooped me back up into his arms and placed me in the passenger seat before buckling the seat belt for me and closing the door silently.
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