• LOVE HATES • [Minsung]

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Kim Wonpil and his little brother Seungmin sat cross legged opposite to each other on the elder's bed. They both had changed into comfortable clothes earlier. Neither of them spoke a word all the way home. The elder was busy drying seungmin's hair with a towel now.

Wonpil had been drying the younger's hair for so long that it was as dry as the 'hotel: trivago' meme now.

The younger slowly clutched wonpil's hand indicating that it was enough.

Seungmin seemed mesmerised with the patterns on his brother's bedsheet since when he entered the room. Wonpil just stared at the boy who sat like a still painting. Seungmin wasn't the type to just easily open and up and talk about what's on his head. But if there was anyone he's open to it was his brother.
After the longest silence wonpil sighed.

"Sorry for slapping you" he waited for a response.
"Seungminah?"

"Uh- ah yeah it's okay hyung" he couldn't look at his brother for more than a second for he knew he would cry if he did.

"Did you eat anything?"

Seungmin shook his head lightly.

It hurt seungmin that his brother wasn't asking him the questions he obviously wanted to ask so bad and still he chose let seungmin rest his mind.

"Mmm" seungmin said in the saddest tone. He couldn't stand it when people cared for him, especially when he acted so careless. A wave of selfishness washed over him everytime, as if he didn't deserve it, like he could never give back all the love he recieved.

Wonpil leaned against the headboard softly looking at the boy who sat there awkwardly.
After few minutes of hesitation seungmin tilted his body towards his brother and rest his head on the his shoulder.

Wonpil ran one of his hands through the younger's hair while patting him lighlty with the other.

He felt his shoulders getting drenched.
"hy..ung" seungmin said with a cracky voice.

"You know hyunjin doesn't deserve you right?" Wonpil said straightforward.

Of course they used to make time to speak to each other despite the long distance between where they both resided.

"But I love him so so much hyung, it- it hurts"

"It's this feeling of not being able to have something that's right in front of your eyes"
"And then, and then I have to watch it being taken away just- just because I never tried reaching out-"
"It doesn't feel...good"

"I shouldn't have fallen in love with him. It's my fault...I shouldn't have fallen in love with my best friend...it's my fault I started having feelings for him...it's my fault"

Seungmin hadn't cried this hard in so long. He choked on his tears while trying to take in deep breaths.

"It's like there's something inside me that's consuming a part of me"
"I feel incomplete"

"There's this emptiness inside me that grows by eating up all my happiness"
"I feel so sad when I sit alone hyung"
"I hate love"

He gripped onto his brother's shoulder strong as if he would slip and fall if he didn't.

Now it was wonpil's turn to speak.
"He's gonna regret letting you go and I'm not just saying this" wonpil kissed the top of the crying boy's head.