𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐄𝐃. yungi (revising)

I KEEP TRYING

YUNHO
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As they drove back to their town, Yeosang was a little uneasy at the back with Hongjoong. Yunho was looking at the rearview mirror too often that the older noticed it but didn't speak about it. He knows that the boys will question it again, and he has no plan on telling the whole story to them all. He doesn't want anyone to know that he chose to leave Seonghwa because of his friend.

As they near they were all nearing at their place, Wooyoung decided to stop by a fast food and ordered on a drive thru before heading home. Yeosang and Hongjoong on the other hand, already dropped by on the corner near their school to walk home while Yunho is just sitting on the passenger seat, quietly waiting for Wooyoung's order to come.

"What do you think they talked about?" Wooyoung suddenly spoke and it made Yunho jump a little bit, since he's also in the moment of thinking about it.

"I have no idea," Yunho said and sighed, looking at the window as the smaller's order is being handed through.

After that, they went home.

And no one is talking about anything at all.

Yunho dropped on his bed, exhausted at the drive they went. His eyes landed on the polaroid that is sitting by the drawers, waiting for him to pick it up but he just stared at it. And now he's looking at the tattoo that is on his wrist, laying like a fading memory that is about to vanish any moment.

Oh, how he wishes that his memories are like tattoos. He wishes that these can last forever on his skin, fragments that are not ready to let go unlike his mind that completely forgotten everything now. Yunho doesn't want to be like this – he doesn't want it, but he's curious and he wanted to know, but nothing is helping him. Why is he having dreams of the past, and why is his feelings being weird about everything. He continued staring at the polaroid and remembered what Wooyoung said.

"If ever your memories and your feelings come back... don't leave me, unless I'm the one to tell you to leave..." What was that suppose to mean? That in one way or another, he'd leave Yunho anyways?

Maybe Yunho's just exhausted – that's why his mind is worrying things he shouldn't be. Nothing's even going into place, all of his thoughts are just a mess getting even messier. Nothing in his head is organized anymore, just like his room apparently.

"Yunho!" His mom yells from the living room, "there's a call for you!" She said and Yunho stood up from his bed.

"Alright!" He said, running down the stairs, assuming it is someone like Hongjoong or maybe Wooyoung – although they saw each other's faces for hours earlier.

But expect the unexpected they say, "Yunho!" Jongho was on the phone, excitedly brushing his hands on his shirt as if getting nervous at the same time.

"Jjong?" Yunho asked surprised and a bit confused, "Uhm, how did you get my house's number?" He looked at his mom and his mom is looking back at him.

"Oh, I got it from Wooyoung – just, can you ask the others to come at another party again?" The younger asks, "I'm organizing this party and I'm hoping you and the others can come?" 

"You always drag us to parties," Yunho jokes and they both laugh at it. "Well, I can ask them of course. When's the party, though?"

Jongho smiles, "23rd of March." He said and the phone hangs up.

Yunho purses his lips, hoping his mother heard the conversation so she would say yes and surprisingly, the lady only nodded her head and continued chopping some vegetables on the counter. Yunho smiles, whispering a thank you before going upstairs again.