JR's POV

 

"Hyung, I'm leaving!" Ren calls and I soon hear the door clunk shut. He's gone. Sitting on the sofa, I count till 20 and grab my jacket to

follow him. Don't judge me now. Ren didn't look good yesterday as we arrived at home, and now he's up so early, going somewhere

without me. Like he does so often recently, and it's just that I'm too curious to let him be. Especially since he never mentioned that

suspicious guy again, and I still think something is fishy. The past few weeks I might not have admitted it, but maybe- even though I

don't want to be right because it would hurt so badly- maybe Ren's hiding something from me. And I can't stand that thought.

 

I slip out of the building, careful and without drawing attention towards me. I'm wearing  sunglasses and a cap just to be sure nobody

recognizes me, and I walk at a moderate pace. Fast enough to not lose Ren, who's walking around just a few meters in front of me,

directly in my line of sight. Whenever he turns, I hide. I have good reflexes, so he doesn't notice me at all and soon runs around pretty

carefree. I haven't seen him like this, ever.

 

A few moments later, I get to know the cause to his high spirits. Ren greets a blond guy who looks as cute as he himself and they

continue their way together. Could he possibly be cheating on me? This is the first conclusion I jump to, and it might be childish, but

why else would he meet with a guy without telling me? I follow them around for some time and can't shake off the feeling that starts to

take over my heart. The feeling of betrayal. Though all they do is talk, they don't even hold hands, I feel offended. Then, out of the

blue, the blond stranger meets my glance, and I suddenly can't do it anymore. I can't follow them and watch every single step of Ren, I

should have a bit of faith in him. He might have a good reason to keep this a secret from me. Because I'm growing depressed anyways,

I make my way to a bar, which is also not a very mature way of dealing with problems, but screw it.

 

The bar is empty, no wonder since it's morning, and the woman behind the counter looks bored. I walk up to her, and upon seeing me,

her look brightens. It's nice to see that my influence on woman hasn't changed.

 

"Hey handsome, what can I bring you?" She asks, a seducing tone in her voice, and I give her a breathtaking smile.

 

"Whatever you recommend." She laughs at my answer, it is a rough laugh men might call y. She starts to open some bottles, mixes

their contents together and constantly watches me while doing so, and I watch her. Or more like, the drink she makes. Leaning close

towards me, even though there really is no need to since I can understand her anyway, she tells me:

 

"It's a special drink just for you." I chuckle upon hearing that, and lean closer as well so that I am the one to whisper into her ear:

 

"I like that." She backs away, and I can see her cheeks blush slightly. I grab the drink and empty it quickly. Like this, we go on until my

mind is all blurry and the woman before me gives me worried glances.

 

"I'm alright." I say, demanding a refill she only hesitantly gives me.

 

***

 

Being drunk in the broad daylight is awful, but I need to blame me, I knew that from the start. Fortunately, I can handle alcohol quite

well, so I'm still walking straight, but my thinking is a bit behind. I don't clearly remember my way home, nor do I know where I am or

what time it is. Passing an alley, someone grabs my shoulder and pulls me into it. As I look up, I see a blond guy with curly hair.

 

"Oh, saw you before." The words flow out of my mouth before I can do a thing.

 

"Yeah, I noticed." He says, pulling something out of his jacket. Upon the sight of the red envelope, I stay surprisingly calm.

 

"What's dat?" I mumble, my remembering those envelopes only vaguely.

 

"It's something you might want to read." The stranger gives me an encouraging smile (wait, why did he do that?) and leaves as quickly

as he had approached me. Holding the heavy envelope in my hands, I keep staring at it, but my brain won't figure out its meaning.

 

Eventually, I find my way back to the apartment, where Ren awaits me.

 

"Hyung, where have you been?" He asks with a look of pure innocence, and I fall into his arms.

 

"Just out, drinkin' a bit..." I mutter, inhaling his sweet scent.

 

"A bit? Doesn't seem like it." Ren sighs, supporting my steps to the sofa, where he lays me down. He's about to go when I call after him.

 

"Dun go..." My hand reaches out for him, and he grabs it firmly.

 

"Fine, I won't." Ren sits down beside me, starting to my hair, and I press my body against his. His closeness is so precious these

days.

 

"You shouldn't do that, hyung..." He says, but I'm already too far away to answer, falling asleep in a second.

 

***

 

The next time I wake up, my head aches slightly and I groan as I sit up. Ren isn't here anymore. But a look at the watch tells me it's in

the middle of the night. So I must've slept for a long time, and Ren has probably just gone to bed already. With my brain functioning

normally again, the memories of yesterday return. The blond stranger with Ren, and the red envelope. Right, that cursed envelope!

My eyes widen, and I remember the blonde's words as he handed it to me. It's something you might want to read. Without having

opened it, I figure it concerns Ren. And I know it wasn't send by X, though I had actually believed that at first. Gave me a shock, but I

fear that the content of this one might drag even worse things along. After hesitating for a second, I give it a look. The first thing that

falls onto my lap is a piece of paper, old and already yellowed. There are some notes written on it I can't relate to anything after

reading for the first time.

 

 

Week  1	The artificially altered embryo adapted to its surroundings. It's unbelievable! This might be a huge advancement in our project. Now it only has to continue developing, or else this experimental series might fail again.
Week  3	It keeps developing normally. We enter the phase were its organs start developing. If its heart starts beating, the next step can be taken.
Week  8	It feels like a wonder. All of the bodily functions work accordingly. The heart rate is steady and we believe that this embryo might actually be viable.
Week  12	Even though there are no physical abnormalities, the embryo doesn't move around at all. It makes us wonder if something went wrong after all. Should we cancel the experiment?
Week  20	The growing phase has been reached. No special abnormalities to be noted.
Week  28	The test subject gains the form of a human being. It's face can be seen. As intended, it is a male. There have been some abnormalities regarding its brain activities. But since we came so far, dropping the experiment is impossible.
Week 38	All features needed to stay alive have been fully developed. The embryo should be able to live. We will let him be 'born' soon.
Week XX	After hours of hoping and praying the newly born baby started to breathe on its own. We checked its body functions, and it is perfectly healthy. We can now note our first success in creating artificial life. It will be given to a foster family that will keep track of its progress. Only then we will be able to see if it meets our expectations.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I apologize for this chapter. In my opinion, it is one of the worst chapters I ever wrote.

But a friend of mine liked it and told me it was good, so yeah :S I had the courage to upload it like this.

Next chappi will clear some things - so does this one xD

 

Hope you enjoy ♥

 

Oh, also give this one a try if you like EXO! (A short story of mine~)

Don't you cry, love.