The Superstar's Autograph [YiZhan]

Chapter Twenty-Six

The Superstar's Autograph
_Chapter Twenty-Six

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"Can I be the 'best friend'?" He intoned in a musical, slightly tormented voice. I must admit it was ineffable however it did not solace the tension which was taking a vice-like grip in my humanity and the warning flash loped through my veins.

A painstaking complexity I am not all set for. "Best friend?"

All I want him is to be my friend. That's the safest and securest word I could think of...

Soft thump of fist on the kitchen's frosted glass door interrupted the contemplations I had in mind and we both looked at a Korean guy who arrowed his sight at the preschooler the moment he saw him.

He looks someone I encountered somewhere...Where did I see him? Wait a second...

"Sejun, what did I say to you? Don't leave the room without asking my permission. Come on." The little boy awry his mouth in a visage of resentment and brushed by my legs, knocking me slightly as he passed. "My apologies, he's just antisocial and shy. My name is Sehun, Sejun's father and Yibo's neighbor in this apartment building." He picked the child with his hands and held him towards his chest.

"I'm Xiao Zhan. Your name rings a bell..."

"Yeah, we've met in the club last night." Sehun grimaced inwardly.

"How did you find me?" I spun to Yibo.

"Uh...I tracked your phone using your mobile number."

"What? You know my phone number?!"

"Yeah. Is it a felony? We're 'pals'. You are in Korea Zhan, you don't know anyone but Suho and I. Of course I was worried sick after knowing that you run away from the airport."

Sehun faked a cough to capture our awareness. "Excuse me, we'll go. Welcome back Yibo. Pleasure to meet you, Xiao Zhan."

"Pleasure is mine." Then we were alone, the soft gushed of the wind outside flapped the perceptibly trace of dried petite flower stems that were well-arranged on the window box dallying my percipience to overstrain.

"The kid..." I bequeathed him a doleful look, he did too.

"Maybe he heard from his dad that I came back so as soon as the morning comes he rushed through the doggy door to meet me..." Yibo inclined himself on the side of the sink.

"Doggy door?" I didn't expect that in a flat. "You and Sehun are friends?"

"I guess we are but we don't talk much other than important things. Sehun is also an idol, a member of the biggest boy band in Korea. Before Sejun was born, he simply hangs around here on weekends but when that little lad arrived to this world, he lived here for good with him."

"Why is it that Sejun clings to you like a lizard?"

"Oh, because whenever I am in Korea we usually hang out with our skateboards. I taught him how to ride it. And that doggy door, his dad and I decided to install them for him so that he can go back and forth from their side to mine."