‘’Nope” Zhoumi shakes his head for nth times that day as he rests himself on the table made of mahogany in the boutique. On his lap, lays a book of magazine and there are a bunch more beside him on the table.

“You know, I’m not really complaining about this today since i do love clothes too. But it’s been like two hours since we entered this shop and you keep asking me to try on everything you’ve laid your eyes on! You’ve choose four of them. Do we still need to do this? My legs are going to give up soon!” Henry nags as he takes down the clothes he tried on, leaving him with his short pants and colourful shirt.

“Hmm, hang in there. There are still a lot of kinds i want you to try” Zhoumi said as he opens another page of the magazine.

“For what I’m doing this anyway? I don’t think you’re buying all of this for me” Henry pouts and tries on another set of clothes behind the curtain.

“I need to do some experiment”

“But! The clothes i tried on are all fabulous and it’s just mine and your style! Why didn’t you choose those?”

“I’m not looking for my style; i told you I’m doing some experiment!”

Henry push the curtain aside and step out of the changing room, he stands in front of Zhoumi and turn a bit toward his side. “You better buy me some food later, I’m starving. So, how about this?” Said henry again as he put his hands on his waist. Now, he’s wearing a dark blue t-shirt and there is some sparkling design on it. The white jeans and the peach scarf he’s wearing making him looks simply stylish. “So?”

“It’s catchy... but...” Zhoumi makes an apologetic expression

“This is so going to take another two hours” Said henry as he marches into the changing room again.

-

Hyukjae can hear the sound of television but he’s too lazy to open his eyes. He dives more into his bed and hugs his pillow tightly before he feels some taps on his forehead.

“hgfxfgn” Hyukjae makes some non-existence words

“Wake up beauty”

“huhnhgcfjvuhbnb”

“Ya, if you go out to greet the sun, you wouldn’t see it because it’s already above your head by now”

“Huyghbgfgbjhyghg” Hyukjae heaves a long yawn and lay still on the bed. Kibum shakes him more to wakes him up and slowly, Hyukjae opens his eyes and look at the ‘pillow’ he’s hugging.

“I’ll sue you if my family assume that I’m gay because of you” Kibum chuckles and pull the pillow from hyukjae’s head.

“Aaaaa... five more minutes please"

“You’re late for your class” Kibum takes the remote and change the channel, apparently squidward is ranting because of SpongeBob locked him eagain in Crusty Crab and he want to skip those part.

“CLASS!”  Hyukjae suddenly sits on his bed and tries to find his bag beside his bed.

“Forget it; you’re late for three hours already”

-

“You’re meannie!” Hyukjae takes the bowl and cracks some eggs before he puts the flour in it.

“Well you can’t possibly ask the guest to serve himself on his first day in your house right?” Said Kibum, he’s still changing the channel on the TV. “Anyway, you should try skybox. How can you live alone here without it? Are you just going to uni and stay at home all the time? I can’t believe how boring your life can be”

“I watched some drama and movie too depend on their aired time and no, i don’t always stayed home you should know that” Hyukjae tried to flap the suppose-to-be pancake but its break into two.

“Other than the cemetery?”

“Well i do some groceries shop”

“Oh dull”

It was quiet for around ten minutes, Kibum still couldn’t find any channel to entertain him and finally give up on a drama. He’s not the type to watch any drama since he prefer some action movie but well... He's resisting himself from asking a lot of question to Hyukjae for now. Let's keep things going slowly, he'll be here for a long time anyway and Hyukjae needs some space to breath

“Are you going anywhere today?” Hyukjae asks him from the kitchen

“Yeah, have to do some registering matters this evening and some stuff; i don’t even know how to handle everything all at once”

“Do you need any help? Or do you want me to come with you?” The pancakes was burned a bit but Hyukjae places them on the plate anyway since it is still edible. He looks at the mirror at the kitchen and notices that his eyes are still red from last night. He smiles though. The good thing about crying is you don’t have to feel anything after you wake up from your dream. Hyukjae think he’s fine today. He doesn’t feel anything. He’s not sad or angry anymore and he doesn’t to think about anything for this short moment.

He takes the jams and sauces from the Mason jar and put them in another bowl before bringing the tray into the bed room.

“So you are suggesting that we are going to eat here? In my room?” He asks as he raised an eyebrow

“Well i can’t eat in my room can i? So i eat at yours” replies Kibum innocently

“You better didn’t spill anything or I’ll kick you out of here”

“Oh wow, you are actually quiet scary ya’ know” He was planning to mock Hyukjae but stop when he takes the pancakes and try to smell it, “Are you sure it’s not poisonous”

“Isn’t this is Cinderella’s Stepsister? I thought you hate angsty drama...” Kibum thinks Hyukjae probably has lost his mind since he keeps munching the pancake like it’s the last thing on earth to eat.

“I am. But there’s nothing to watch and it is the first episode anyway so I’ll just watch it” Said Kibum. Honestly saying, he’s actually hungry and after looking at how Hyukjae eats the pancake so deliciously, he decide maybe he could give a chance to Hyukjae cooking. It won’t hurt if i try one right? He thought.

“Just a light warning, you are going to get attached and well... prepared some tissues. It’s a great drama and i used to use the OST for my ringtone”

“Why change it?”

“Well i don’t receive a lot of call. Wait, where’s the pancakes?” Hyukjae look at the empty plate and turns his eyes to the beast beside him. In Kibum’s mouth, there are one whole pancakes and he’s holding another two pancakes in both of his hands.

“Shorry, haim hungyey”

-

‘’I need you to watch over him’’ said the man as he put the picture on his table. Sungmin takes a glance at the picture before walk forward and bend his body a bit

‘’isn’t this… Hyukjae?’’

Sungmin enjoys being alone. He loves it every time he feels the breeze touch his hair and the tree protecting him from the merciless sunlight. He remembers the conservation he had with Mr Lee before and he couldn’t believe his eyes when he lays his eyes on Hyukjae yesterday. He sits up straight and trying to pull a picture out from his pocket. The picture was given by Mr Lee and he couldn’t help but to stare at it. It was a picture of Hyukjae.

“I hate judging people you know. I don’t give a damn about people but I couldn’t forget you no matter how far i tried to run. You’ve change a lot” Sungmin stares deeply into the picture as if he could burn it and turn it into ashes. “I never expect you to turn into this. What were you doing without me? What have you done to yourself?”

In the picture, Hyukjae was sitting on the floor. He looks like he’s cleaning his own mess since there are some food everywhere on the floor. His hair was covered in white sauce; Sungmin thought it’s either carbonara sauces or mayonnaise. However, his heart drops when he saw the people at the back of the picture are laughing at Hyukjae. Was the scene funny? Or Hyukjae is cracking them up? He’s wearing a long sleeved shirt with a wife beater on top of it and sweatpants.

It’s not funny. Not to Sungmin. He knows it’s not right. It’s not about how Hyukjae dressed; it’s not about how he cracked other people to have fun. It’s about what is in his mind that time. Sungmin heart dropped even more remembering he wasn’t there all this time. But his heart still hurts imagining that things will be totally different if Hyoyeon was here. He don’t have to move far away, he doesn’t have to hate Hyukjae, he doesn’t have to work so hard hanging on his own life and Hyukjae doesn’t have to suffer in silent. Sungmin flip his phone and re-read the message he received last night, He couldn’t help but to smile at the typos.

I know you deosnt want to reab this but i just want you to know that I’m turly sorry... i missed you

“I do miss you too, Hyukjae”

This is a short update and I’m really sorry for not updating for one year +

I’m turly sorry too and I’ll write again tomorrow, I’LL TRY MY BEST T____T

lol i have to read my story again because i forget some part.. if you want to hear me ranting over nothing or anything I’m here lol @AttackHyuk in Twitter.