“Don’t you want to have a dance practice with your teacher?”
You are the Star!“So, mind to telling me where are we want to go?”
Hyukjae ask Donghae when he already start driving his car.
“to my apartment, of course”
“why?”
“your mother caled me when I was in the midle of shooting. She ask me to take care of you for awhile.”
“but, why you?”
“the easier way to know is to ask your own mother. I don’t know”
“then, why did you accept her ask?”
Donghae looking at Hyukjae’s face.
“just shut your mouth down, will you?”
Hyukjae stuck in the moment. He then fix his pisition so now he face the front.
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Kyuhyun come out from his car.
The light are turn off. Maybe he and his mother are going to somewhere.
He enter his car again and start to drive home.
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“here. Put all your belonging in this room. From now, just consider it as your room”
Donghae show a guest room in his apartment to Hyukjae.
“thanks…”
“I wanna take a bath, cook something, I’m hungry”
Donghae walk out from that’s room and enter his own room.
Hyukjae take a deep sigh.
Why should him, umma? Why not just Sungmin hyung? It will make me become his true helper.
He then start cooking for Donghae and himself.
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“look, look at this magazine, hyuk!”
Sungmin show Hyukjae a magazine. Hyukjae look at that magazine lazily but his eyes got wider when he saw the picture.
Donghae is holding hand and laughing with a girl in that picture.
“isn’t it Lee Donghae?”
Hyukjae ask stupidly.
Sungmin answer by nodding his head.
“and guest who is that girl?”
Hyukjae absolutly know who is that girl. Whole south korea know who is that girl.
“I… Im Yoona?”
“that’s right. Oh my god. I know it’s really good to be an public figures. You can go on a date with that’s kind of girl”
“they go on a date?” Hyukjae ask. He feel something strange in his chest when he heard what just Sungmin said.
“yes, in this magazine, it says that they go on a date”
Whats up with my chest. It’s feel strange. Actually I’m not really care with who he is going out. But why my chest is felt like this. No… no… I’m alright, I’m alright…
Teng teng teng
The bell that announce that school was end has ringing.
Hyukjae and sungmin walk out from the school building. When they about to get out from the gate, Hyukjae’s handphone ringing.
“halo”
“it’s me. I wait you in the park area”
Donghae?
“I’ll…”
The call already being ended by Donghae.
“What’s up,Hyuk?”
“hyung, I think I can’t go home with you today. I’m sorry, hyung”
He then running to the parking area in their school.
When he arrived in Donghae’s car, Hyukjae knock the door of his car.
Donghae then open the window.
“what’s up?”
“just come in”
“I can go home by myself”
“I said just come in”
Hyukjae finaly just folow Donghae’s order and enter his car.
On the way, Donghae turn the car to the oposite direction of his apartment.
Hyukjae who realize it looking at Donghae with confused face.
“where will we go?”
“I have some dance practice today”
Still didn’t get what Donghae mean, Hyukjae ask again.
“so?”
Donghae start to be annoyed.
“Don’t you want to have a dance practice with your teacher?”
Hyukjae staring at Donghae in disbelieve.
“Really? Are you sure?”
Sound of hapiness can be heard from his tone.
“yes” Donghae answerd.
“yes, finally, after going through a lot of torture…”
“What did you say?” Donghae ask Hyukjae in annoyed tone.
“no no no, it’s nothing” Hyukjae keep smiling whole way because of happy.
Donghae also smiling after look at Hyukjae’s smiling face.
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