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                 It was so quite that Sehun could hear the second hand of his Pororo clock ticking. He frowned as he narrowed his eyes to the poor thing in distaste. He sat up, his leg crossed and hands pulling Jack in his lap.

                Caressing the deer plushie, he can’t help but missing Luhan, who is still in China, even more. Jongdae uncle said his daddy couldn’t make it to come home with his mom because there is a new car model that is set to be launched tomorrow, and since many people are going to attend so his daddy can’t let Kris uncle to handle them alone.

                Sehun heaved a sigh as he buried his head in to his knee. Quite. It is so quite. “…And it is lonely too”, he said to no one as his looked up at the empty bed across him. He missed Baekhyun and he, somehow, come to feel the same towards the boy who has been occupied the bed while the older is off to his camp.

Mark.

                He knew that Mark is close to Baekhyun and he is fine with it as he got to pass any unnecessary babysitting because of it. Yet, ever since his hyung wasn’t around, the maknae always sneaked into their room just to sleep on the older’s bed. “Bad monster won’t attack me if I sleep here!”, as Mark would say it every time Sehun tried to get him out of the room. Nonetheless, no matter how many time he complained to his mom about the so-called intrusion during their skype, he actually enjoyed the younger’s company as much. Sleep alone is frustrating after all. Sehun even thought that Jack and Pinku Pinku combined wouldn’t let him to have a good sleep.

                In this evening though, as he saw the bandage that covered Mark’s little frame, he couldn’t help but to eat the guiltiness alive. He was lucky that the latter was asleep in the brief visit or else he might have told his mom what had exactly happened. ‘But isn’t it better than playing innocent here?’. Sehun let out the sob he has been holding back, his hand clutched on his deer toy and the pink Rilakkuma like they are his life. He is really has no idea what he should do.

                Sehun hasn’t forgotten that time when he asked his parents about the ‘black hole’ photo in his and Baekhyun’s scrap book. It was a rare Sunday morning that both males got to hang out together with him while having Disney movie marathon. His daddy’s face immediately lighten up as he heard him at that time. “It’s not a black hole, Shi Xun“, his daddy replied before gently patting his mom’s stomach. “It’s your dongsaeng inside here”. Still gawking, Sehun recalled himself rushing to Baekhyun’s personal mini studio and meanly pushed Chanyeol out of the room—he also threated the happy virus that he won’t acknowledge him as his hyung’s boyfriend if he didn’t give his cooperation—so he could had his urgent talk with the older.

                  “Hyung, mom is having a baby in his tummy!”, Sehun said as he shook Baekhyun on his shoulder rather forcefully.

                  “I know”. Baekhyun said, his eyes formed a pair of moon crescent as he smiled. “And I can’t wait to see him!”

                  Sehun looked Baekhyun in horror. “Y-you actually d-don’t mind?”

                  Baekhyun freed himself from Sehun’s grip before pouting at the younger. “Why should I? I already had a brother when I was just 2 minutes old so—“

                  “—But it was different, hyung!”

                  Sehun cut in as he emphasized the word ‘different’ louder than necessary, making Baekhyun to roll his eyes frustratingly.

                  “Okay… now tell me, Shi Xun. What make you special then?”

                  Sehun shrugged as if it wasn’t a very big deal. “Well… first of all… I’m cute”

                  “You need a mirror kkaebsong”, Baekhyun replied, his hand carefully closed his piano lid before giving his twin a meh look. But his heart soften when he sensed somewhat worry through the latter’s expression.

                  “What is wrong, Sehun? It is not like you to get bothered this easy”

                  Sehun looked up at Baekhyun almost immediately. He let out a sigh as he hanged his head down again. “Jinki said a younger brother is annoying. He will just cry and poop a lots and eat the whole cookies”

                  Baekhyun smiled as he squeezed Sehuns shoulder, caused the younger to face him fully. “I bet Jinki’s younger brother is annoying because he is also the same”

                  “How would you know?”, Sehun commented, his eyes tried to find any hint of joke from his hyung’s face.

                  “Because you are my younger brother too. But you are not annoying”

                Sehun remembered scoffing at Baekhyun and called him lame after that, which the older argued back that it was his adult way of speaking. He blamed it on the latter’s choice of books though. Nonetheless, as he thinks of the past, the more uneasy he gets. Has he perhaps turned into the annoying brother that Baekhyun thought he is not?

                 Sehun let out another hoarse sob, a tear rolling down his cheek. He and Baekhyun might be twins but he has always adored the older so much. He shares his clothes with him, he put up with his obsession with Girl Generation, he showers with him, and at the most time, he never complained if the boy wanted to talk about his crush on Chanyeol. But, after what has been done today, Sehun is scared that Baekhyun don’t want to have anything to do with him anymore, sibling or not.

                  What if hyung hates me forever?

                  What if mom and daddy get disappointed with me?

                  What if Mark won’t forgive me?

                  “Sehunnie?”

                 Joonmyun poked his head into the room as he heard sniffling sound from inside. He has just got to the Lu’s mansion after getting the news from his Minseok hyung and being the best friend he is, he offered himself to look after Sehun tonight. He doubted the kid knew he came though, seeing he widened his eyes in surprise. And… oh uh… is that tears that flow out of his eyes?

                  He rushed to the younger before wrapping him in his arms. Looking at the red puffy eyes and his tear-soaked pajama, Joonmyun wondered how long the boy has been cried. “Syuhh… syuhh… don’t cry, Sehunnie… I’m here… don’t cry, hurm?”, he patted Sehun on his back, rubbing soothing circles as he said.

                  “Do you miss your mom? I can call him for you”, Joonmyun added.

                  Sehun looked up before shaking his head no. Another tears rolled down his pale cheek that Joonmyun quickly wiped it with his thumb. “J-joonmyunnie uncle… am I not good?”

                  Joonmyun is taken back by the question but he hide it with his smile right away. He heaved a relief sigh as the kid has calmed down a bit.

                  “No, Sehunnie. You’re a good boy. I don’t know why did you even think of otherwise but you have always been a good boy in my heart”

               “B-but…“. Sehun bite his lower lip as he looked down at his lap. Better now than never, right?. “I-I did w-wrong today”. He said in a voice that was so soft like a whisper but luckily, it didn’t go unheard by Joonmyun. The male nodded his head at Sehun, signalling him to continue and so the 10 years old began to tell everything that had happened in the first place. Like how he got annoyed with Mark, the thing he told the maknae to do by himself and all. A new batch of tears occasionally spilled over onto the younger’s already wet cheeks yet Joonmyun did nothing to them. He was dumbstruck at the moment. Why does it feels like dejavu? He thought he could see his old self in the boy.

                “Sehunnie… do you know Kim Jonghyun and Kim Kibum? The Golden Kim?”, Joonmyun asked Sehun as he lightly dabbed the tear strain on his face using his cardigan sleeve.

                Sehun tilted his head sideways in confusion but he nodded anyway. “A-arent they the famous musical actors from our country and also… your mom and daddy?”

                “They are”, Joonmyun answered as his hands pulled Sehun’s head on his lap before running his fingers through his brown lock. “But I used to feel they aren’t—“

                  “Why?”

                Joonmyun chuckled at the immediate response as he took a peek at the younger. “Well you see... I’m not that good in singing like Jongdae… let alone my dance… hah Jongin is better at it. So… yeah… I thought I was adopted”

                Sehun tugged Joonmyun’s arm, causing the older to look at him questioningly. His eyes feel heavy as for now but he needed to let this question that has been bugging him out first. “Joonmyunnie uncle, did you hate Jongdae uncle and Jongin uncle then?”

                The adult of the two flashed his blinding smile as he leaned down to kiss Sehun on his forehead. “I did. Many times actually. But you won’t be able to hate your brothers for too long, Sehunnie”

                “Is it because it’s bad?”, Sehun asked.

                “Yeah”. Joonmyun paused as he put the younger’s head on the pillow. “Besides, it would be so lonely if you are just on your own”

                   “Joonmyunnie uncle… I want to be good to Mark too…”

               Joonmyun smiled contently at the sleeping form in front of him. Slowly and gently, he pulled the comforter under Sehun’s legs, trying not to wake him up before covering him with it. Sparing a last glance to the boy, he knew he ought to do something tomorrow.

                   Don’t worry, Sehunnie. As much as Minseok hyung tried to stop me from being bitter with Jongdae and Jongin back then, I’ll help you

Hi! I'm back again!

Haha you must be wondered why I didn't update this story for so long... no? Well the reason is, my life wouldn't allow me ;;; Sobs the stress of final year is finally getting on me! Thesis, presentation, exams & I also need to prepare for my job interview later... Ahh I'm so damn tired...

Anyway, thank you guys for the 102 subscribers! ^^ It makes my day seriously :))))))))))

Okay then... I got to go. Dr. Jongdae Kim is calling for me~~ hehe

(and Dr. Yixing Zhang too ><) *nosebleed*

Happy #PrinceQingTAODay , everyone!

ps: the Kim siblings are real I can't ;;;