Paris in the rain I Taejun Sookai

Chapter 16

Taehyun was the first one to wake up. He looked over to where Yeonjun laid peacefully sleeping. It was his first time in Yeonjun's room. However it was like a silent agreement among them to respect each others privacy but now Taehyun could not stop himself from looking around wanting to see how Yeonjun carried himself.

The room was pretty simple yet elegant just like it's owner. The room was seemingly divided in two parts. The part where Taehyun was just decorate with bed, vanity table and a door that lead to bathroom. Taehyun walked towards the second side of the room which was differentiated with few steps. After those few steps came a heavy grey curtain. Taehyun held those curtains in his hand deciding on whether to go in or not but later on decided for a yes as he yanked the curtains apart. The second part seemed like an office except there was an easel at the corner. He walked to the canvas which held uncompleted scenery on it, he never knew that Yeonjun could paint but in reality how much did he even know about the latter.

Behind the painting a world map  was displayed on the wall with some points being marked however Taehyun paid no attention to it as moved to the wall adjacent to it where a picture was hanged. It looked like d like a family photo however there was no-one in it except his boss and a lady he could label as Yeonjun's mother as the older usually took his mother to events aside from that his mother was very well known among models as she herself was one before her marriage. Taehyun looked around trying to find a trace of Yeonjun's father but was unable to find it. Other than that picture Yeonjun only had one of him with Beomgyu and Soobin.

Taehyun was about turn to walk back to Yeonjun when he again came face to face with the world map. Why was it even there? Taehyun wondered maybe to keep track of the countries GLOW was established in. He walked closer. Only some of the countries were marked. One being japan after recognizing the country Taehyun stepped closer. There on the console under the map laid a notebook. Taehyun opened it without a moment of hesitation trying to find the purpose of countries being marked. The notebook seemed empty after skimming through the notebook Taehyun finally found what he was looking for except it was not related to map it was some kind of to do list. Maybe his schedule. 

Things to before I die:

Hello God! I am Yeonjun. Mother said that you will know who I am and you will complete my all wishes, so I hope that you fulfill all my wishes before I die. Today I turned thirteen so I will write my most wanted thirteen wishes

~ I want to go to drive-in cinema when I grow up.

~ I want to paint the person I love.

~I want to stargaze with someone who will love me.

~ I want to got to Japan, Tokyo.

~Disney land.

~ Amusement park.

~I want to see Eiffel tower.

~Walk on the beach

~camping

~live with the person I live in same apartment.

~count thousand stars with my lover

~have my first kiss after counting thousand stars

~fall in love with someone who is not like my father.

Taehyun looked at the list funnily one because he never would have guessed that Yeonjun was this cheesy and that he would literally make a list of things he wanted to do. One thing that also intrigued Taehyun was the last wish because the media always and the overwhelming amount of events attended by Choi family stated that they were a perfect family however this was also true that no-one had seen Mr. Choi now for years. Some say he died but there was no media coverage on it, some say that he disappeared while some say that Mr. and Mrs. Choi had a divorce but still the whereabouts of Mr.Choi remain a mystery.

Yeonjun had always refrained talking about his father after his disappearance , answering all the question related to his father with 'all that happened was in past I do not want to talk about it.'Taehyun held the diary as he walked back to his own room still reading the wishes multiple times laughing on some while feeling sad on some because some of them were wishes written by an innocent thirteen year old.