Yoon Doojoon

I search through the crowds knowing that Hyunseung would be somewhere in the house. I'm pretty sure because it's Hara's house after all. His grilfriend's house. "Excuse me." I said, slipping through the massive crowds. Each absorbed into the party atmosphere and mostly alien to me. Who were they again?

It was somewhere at the back lawn that I've found that blonde-haired guy mixing up with a few guys. Maybe a few years older. I walked up to them and called for Hyuseung. "Hyunseung." I touched his shoulder. He turned around with a smile but fade as he noticed who was calling for him. His eyes went dark as he said my name. "Seungho."

The rest of the group stopped talking as they watched both of the boys stare. The atmosphere turned dark and time as if had stop around them.

"What do you want?" Hyunseung glared at me. "Do you want to punch me more? The last time isn't enough?"

I gritted my teeth to try to contain my anger. He's just trying to tease you, Doojoon. Be calm. "I'm actually here to say sorry."

Hyunseung smirked. "Sorry? You, say sorry?" A mocking laugh came out of Hyuneung. "On which part of that incident do you think you're sorry?"

My eyes darted away. It's okay, Doojoon. Stay calm. You can do this.

Hyunseung walked towards Doojoon, with an evil grin plastered on. "Sorry because you punched me? Or because you're just a sorry lot." He pushed my head with his fingertip. "And mentioning my mother's name? You're such a kid."

"You had to know something, Hyunseung."

"What? That my mom is an awful woman?" He shrugged. "I"ve known that a long time ago. Can't you see how have I become now?"

I shook my head. "It's more than that, Hyunseung."

"What?" Hyunseung asked, preparing for what is to come.

"Remember when my mom died?" I paused. Hyunseung's smirk had faded a bit at that  word. "I've found out how." 

Hyunseung turned silence and looked away. Even if he hate Doojoon, he still feels guilty after leaving Doojoon sober over his mom alone.

"Hyunseung. It's your mom. She's the cause of my mom's death." I slowly said. Almost too slow that it almost turned into a mumbled.

Hyunseung didn't move an inch from his place. He still hadn't finish processing the words coming out from me. Until a few seconds later, he laughed. He laughed histerically until a few guests stopped dancing and then turn into a sober laugh. "You don't know what you're talking about." His tears came rolling down from his confused eyes. Those eyes that doesn't know whether to cry or to be mad.

"Hyunseu--umpff." A punch landed on my face as I tried to explain. "Y--you don't know anything." Hyunseung blurted. His tears had dropped to the ground. He tried to punch me more but he held his hand hanging in the air. Like there was something holding him back. He dropped his hand and walked away. Leaving me bleeding and bruised between the astonished and confused crowds.

What to do, Doojoon.

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Shin Eunkyung

I walked inside the room with a towel and a pail of water in my hands. I headed towards the figure sitting on the bed. I pulled out the wet clothe and twisted the excess water out. I wiped the clothe carefully over the bleed face. "Ouch." whimpered the bruised man. I wiped more and he whimpered more. "Stay still." "How can I stay till when it hurts." 

I wiped a bit more at the lips and he hissed. My heart skipped a bit when his lips moved but I continued cleaning his face before leaving the red-colored clothe in the pail. I moved the pail over to the bedside table and stand in front of him. "What happened?" I asked because as far as I know, he went back to me with a bruise and bleed face. Surely something had happened.

He grabbed my hands and pulled me closer. He made me sit on his lap with his legs between me. My heart thumped a bit faster than it normally does. "Doojoon." He suddenly drop his head on my chest. I could feel his breathing on me. It was gloomy. I his black hair gently, trying to soothe him.

"Eunkyung." He said as he slipped his hand around my waist and pulled me closer. "What should I do?" he mumbled. I kissed his head. "You'll be fine." He smelled so nice. "How do you know?" He breathed. I lifted his head up and smiled. "'Cause you have me." His teary eyes shone a bit as it found a glitter of hope. He smiled and kissed me. It was longer than the usual but very comforting. He didn't lead because I know he wasn't in the mood for it. I went for him and then we parted.

"Sleep with me tonight." He said and I nodded. We slipped into the covers and dozed off with Doojoon in my arms, trying to find peace.

Sleep, Doojoon. Tomorrow will be a new day for you.

A/N: Sorry for the long, tremendously long hiatus. and also for not telling you all about it earlier. after cny, my schedule just become more hectic. and exam's over, wohoo!!, so now im in a holiday. but luckily i'm not going anywhere. so maybe 'll update more. n here's the next chapter. i can see it's not the finale because it isn't. but maybe a few chapters ahead. hope you like it. sorry if it .