Chapter 11
Park Chanyeol
"Hyung are you sure this is a good idea?", Sehun asked Lay who was holding a box of freshly baked cake.
Lay called the 11 of us early in the morning today, He thought it might be a great idea to visit Suho Hyung today at his penthouse to comfort him because of the news that bombarded the media platform yesterday. "Yes, don't worry Sehun-nie. I baked his favorite rainbow cake too!", Lay answered.
All of us entered the elevator as Baekhyun pressed the Suho's floor. "I feel bad for Suho, he must be very sad right now. I can't believe Choi Hana was married!", Kris coldly spoke,
"The media even have the nerve to use Suho's name! The guy in the picture did not look like Suho even a bit", Xiumin continued,
"Yes, I agree! The guy in the picture was so ugly. I can't believe Choi Hana was married to him. Suho Hyung is better in every way", Tao said.
"The picture taken was blurry though", Kyungsoo spoke out somewhere at the back of the elevator.
The elevator ding, as the 11 of us exit the cramped metal box. "What is Hyung's passcode again?", Luhan asked. "His birthday date", Jongin answered. "Gumawo Kai", Luhan said before entering the passcode. The door opened, the 11 of us entered Suho's penthouse.
"Wah, as always Suho Hyung's penthouse is my favorite hangout place", Baekhyun cheered, running toward the couch before throwing himself on it. I followed Lay Hyung into the kitchen area, I opened the refrigerator and grabbed some coke out from it. "Chanyeol, look at this", I heard Lay calling me, I turned my head and saw Lay pointing his finger toward the dishwasher. I walked to him as he said, "3 sets of plates, forks, and spoons".
That's weird, he never let his parents visit him before. I thought.
"Chanyeol-ah! Help me to reach over the snacks at this cabinet", Kyungsoo shouted, tiptoeing trying his best to grab the Pringles in the cabinet. I walked to him and peeped my head to look for the Pringles, "Here you go", I said.
"Yah! Look at this smartphone!", Kyungsoo, Lay, and I turned around and saw Jongdae holding up a black casing smartphone. The three of us hastily ran to the living room joined the circle surrounding the coffee table. "Wait, this is not Suho's smartphone", I heard Jongdae stated, examining the cover of the phone case.
"Suho has two smartphones, one is for his work and the other one is his personal phone", Kyungsoo told. "I see", Jongdae replied. Luhan then snatched the smartphone from Jongdae, "Wow, this is the latest Samsung Model released!", Luhan said flipping the smartphone, the others had started to lose interest as they turned their back and start walking to the kitchen. Luhan pressed the home button, the screen turned on. " Oh My God!", Luhan shouted in perfect English with his hand covering his mouth. "The screen lock is Choi Hana!", he gasped.
"Could it be...", I started. Is the news real? Is Choi Hana-
My thoughts had been cut by a sobbing sound, I look at my left and saw Lay fanning his face. "Suho must be very upset about yesterday news until he set Choi Hana's selfie as wallpaper!",
Right... I thought and nodded my head in agreement. " Let's go and cheer Hyung up", Sehun suggested, the eleven of us walked to his bedroom. "Baekhyun knocks the door", Kris told, Baekhyun lift his fist and knock on the door twice. No answer.
"I think Hyung is still asleep", Kyungsoo whispered. "Just open the door and wake him up", Jongdae suggested. Baekhyun nodded and slowly twist the doorknob. "Suho Hyung?", he spoke then proceed on sticking his head through the doorknob. We heard Baekhyun gasped and his whole body freeze. He quickly retrieves his head and stood still facing us, his face is as white as the chalk, and his eyes as big as the owl. "What did you see?", I said, feeling anxious with his state right now.
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