missclick || hyunsung 『english 』

forty-nine

The teenager was standing tentatively outside Kim's house. He didn't know if he should press the bell or knock on the door, or just take the handle and enter the house.

He also thought about taking a step back and running away one more time. He could tell the older, that he had some sudden stuff to do. But if he did it, he probably would feel guilty. He just couldn't leave brunette again.

He stood there for about five minutes. However, finally, he knocked on the door. A moment later he heard someone's step from inside. Somebody opened the door. Jeongin smiled as he saw also smiling Seungmin.

"Hey," Kim said shortly. "Let's go inside" he added after a moment. Seungmin didn't wear anything special for the meeting with Yang. He wore common black pants and purple hoodie, which ended in the middle of his tights. His hair was in a disorder, what truly shocked Jeongin because it was unseen in school.

Yang took a step forward as he saw skillfully furnished hall. He took off his shoes quickly, putting them on a shoe rack. The younger entered the living room. On its left side, there was standing a pretty big couch in front of which there was laying a carpet. The TV was hanging on the wall. There were many kinds of ornaments and plants on shelves and windowsill.  Everything seemed clean, like if somebody was tidying the room every day. Jeongin approached the windowsill and stared at the photos, which were standing on it. At one of them, he saw two adults, a small boy and a little bit taller girl. He could recognise this smiling face everywhere. He smiled at this sight. Five years old Seungmin was an adorable thing to look at.

"Don't look at them. I looked awful" the older mumbled, putting his palm on his companion's arm.

"You looked like a small, sweet and cute pie" Yang commented, turning his face in the brunette direction. Their faces were ominously close, so they both took a step back. 

"Do you want anything to eat or drink?" the older stopped his words for a moment. "Anything?" he added, shrugging his arms.

"No, thanks" he sent him a warm smile. "Maybe will go somewhere? I spend whole days in a home" he proposed. 

"Sure. So... Where do you want to go?" Kim asked.

"They opened a new cafe in the city centrum recently" he suggested as Seungmin nodded his head. 

The older said, that he'll be back in a minute and then he went upstairs to dress up something normal. After a moment he entered the living room again, but this time he has worn a red shirt and dark jeans. He grabbed a thin jacket and wore it. They both went to the hall, where they wore their shoes and left the house.

...

Seungmin had a look at the cafe and had to say that it was looking cosily. There were six peoples standing in the queue, so they had a seat at the small table next to the window. They wanted to wait until the queue gets smaller. They were sitting in silence until the younger broke it.

"What is happening between Jisung and your friend?" he asked.

"Honestly, I'm not sure" Kim laughed. "Why are you so interested in Han?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Are you jealous?" the younger wheezed, patting his companion's arm.

"Won't you be jealous, if somebody will always talk about something else?" the dark-haired asked as the latter bit his lips. He said anything until one of the waiters came to their table. Yang ordered anything and Kim took only a glass of water. They were sitting like this, listening to the riding car's noise. 

And when they finally were about to come back to Kim's house, Seungmin drew his phone from a pocket. He said, that he wants a photo, and then they took it.