【Chapter 29】

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Hyunjin breaks out of his daze only because of the shock he got from Minho's shove at his chest. He looks down to realize that the older had handed him a hanger with a shirt. He peers up at his best friend with a single raised eyebrow and is about to ask what it was for before Minho glares at him.

"You've been doing nothing but stare around blankly ever since we arrived in this store ten minutes ago. Seriously, I left you here and came back to see that you literally haven't moved! Go try out that shirt right now because I swear the god, if I catch you moping around when you're supposed to be enjoying yourself, I will chop off your-," Minho seethes, swiping his hand down in a threatening chopping motion before Hyunjin leans back in slight fear.

"Okay, okay! I'll go to change! Please don't hurt me!" Hyunjin wails, running in a random direction, hoping that the fitting room would be close by.

Like Hyunjin had decided the previous day, much to Changbin's and Jisung's dismay, the group is out in the mall for their hangout, bustling through clothing shops, checking out the new sales, and eating unhealthy snacks along the way. Once they had arrived at the huge mall, they had decided to split into two groups. Chan, Woojin, Felix, and Changbin went to go check out the gaming stores whereas Minho, Jisung, Jeongin, and Hyunjin went to go shopping for clothes. There was a unanimous decision that they'd all meet at the food court at noon for lunch.

Minho was all too eager to flip through the racks and while Hyunjin would usually be doing the same, as he was considered one of the most fashionable people in their group, he couldn't find himself to feel as enthusiastic as he had hoped.

This is the third store they are in and all Hyunjin had bought was a turtleneck, which isn't even suited for the season they are in, and a few new chokers that Minho had insisted on buying. All he had really done was walk around the stores aimlessly, running his fingers through some objects that he had no intention of buying.

Hyunjin can't even fathom why he is acting like a moody, silent emo who is clearly going through a phase. He was looking forward to spending time with his friends again so why did he all of a sudden feel like he didn't want to proceed? It is hard to describe... but to Hyunjin... it simply doesn't feel right. Something is clearly missing. Rather... someone.

Hyunjin shakes off the heavyweight on his shoulders, taking a deep breath and forcing a smile on his face.

"Get it together, Hyunjin," he whispers to himself. He nods determinedly and struts to the fitting room that he spots ahead of him. Letting himself inside a cubicle, he puts his phone and bags down on the chair and goes to change into the shirt that Minho had shoved into his hands.

It is a short-sleeved button-up shirt made of thin material. The shirt is a kind where it is two-toned. Half of the shirt is navy in color and the other being pure white. It is a nice shirt and Hyunjin is sure he has a whole line of button-up shirts similar to it, but he shrugs and takes it off the hanger anyway. He puts it on and tests out how it would look whether it is tucked in or not and how many buttons he should leave unopened. As he looks at himself in the mirror, Hyunjin notices some of the clothing left on the hangers behind him, probably from the previous person that went into his cubicle. However, it is the jacket that faces Hyunjin's back that catches his attention.

He peers over his shoulder to face the black leather jacket. The material and the several silver zippers reflected the small light in the cubicle. It is a nice jacket and Hyunjin definitely owned one just like it, however, it is the memory that flashes through his mind that made him pause.


"I don't know if I should be surprised to see this many lines of clothes," Seungmin laughs as he inspects Hyunjin's humongous wardrobe. "How much did you spend on these?"

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