Mingyu POV

Mingyu panted, after running from Jisoo. He then sits on ‘his’ bench, taking a little rest.

‘Jisoo hyung... how can you just appeared like that when I wished you were there?’, Actually Mingyu was amazed by that. ‘Is he looking for me all day long?’, He realized that it was the second time Jisoo found him, although he didn’t see him for the first one. Mingyu feels a little guilty for making Jisoo running around like that just to find him. ‘I...’, Mingyu got a mixed feelings and thoughts on his head, about Jisoo, about everything happened. Until he decided what he thinks is the best for now.

‘I should back to the dorm. I didn’t want to make Jisoo hyung running around like that anymore. I’m sorry, hyung.’, Mingyu thinks that it’s the best for him to just back to the dorm. ‘But... I don’t think that I still can manages to face Jisoo hyung directly.’, Though he still have a little doubt. ‘Arrgh! I don’t know anymore! At least I should just back to the dorm, then thinking what I’ll do next.’

With that, Mingyu is going back to the dorm, but he avoided the streets that Jisoo passed before. His head is still busy thinking about everything happened on his way back to dorm. He didn’t realized that he’s already in front of dorm door.

‘I wish everything will going smoothly.’, Mingyu convinced himself as he open the door.

When he enters the dorm, it was quiet. It feels like there’s no one in the dorm.

‘Weird... where’s everyone?’, Mingyu thought as he looking for someone in the dorm. He then spotted Myungho in one of the rooms with Junhui. They seemed to just came back from China, since they’re taking out things from their luggages.

“Junhui hyung? Myungho?”, Mingyu asks as he approaches them.

“Oh hi, Mingyu!”, Myungho turned back. Junhui also smiled at him.

“Where’s everyone, Mingyu?”, Junhui asked.

“Well... I don’t know. I actually want to ask you guys, since I just came too.”, Mingyu said as he scratches his head.

“Hm... I’ll try to call Seungcheol hyung then.”, Junhui added.

“Ah nice idea, hyung.”, Mingyu replies.

“Mingyu! I bought this for you!”, Myungho take out some snacks he bought in China.

“Whoa... thank you, Myungho!”, Mingyu smiles as he grabs the snacks and open it.

‘I’ve not eating properly since yesterday. Glad that Myungho bought this for me.’, Mingyu then eating a snack, he thought that his friend sure knows his taste in foods.

“How is it?”, Myungho asked.

“Hmm... it’s so delicious! It reminds me of boiled chicken with blackpepeer sauce that Wonwoo hyung always made in his bento boxes for me!”, Mingyu closes his eyes as he remembering the taste of Wonwoo’s bento box. It was his all-time favorite food.

“Wonwoo hyung made a bento for you, Mingyu?”, Myungho looks confused.

“Yeah. You remember right back then when I was sick, I always got bento boxes everyday. It was made by Wonwoo hyung. He’s so nice to me!”, Mingyu proudly said that.

“Ah those bento? Isn’t that Jisoo hyung who made that?”, Myungho asked.

‘Huh?’

“Jisoo hyung? No, it’s Wonwoo hyung. I saw a note from Wonwoo hyung back then on the bento box.”, Mingyu explained to Myungho.

“But I remember it clearly that I saw Jisoo hyung made it. I even saw twice!”, Myungho insisted that it was Jisoo. Then he explains what he knows to Mingyu.

==

-Some Months Ago-

Myungho POV

‘I wanna pee!’, Myungho thought to himself as he gets up from the bed. It was in the middle of the night where everyone was already sleeping. As he passed the living room which the lamp is turned off, he saw the kitchen lamp is on. He also saw someone in the kitchen.

‘Jisoo hyung?’, Myungho narrowed his eyebrows as he saw Jisoo. ‘What is he doing?’, He questioned himself.

He then see some fruits, vegetables and chicken that being boiled. ‘Is he cooking? For who? Why in the middle of the night?’, Myungho still confused, but then his urge to pee is getting stronger. ‘Oh yeah I wanna pee.’, He then proceeds to the bathroom.

‘Ah... finally’, Myungho feels relieved as he come out from the bathroom.

He then secretly peeking at the kitchen again. ‘Whoa... he made all of these!?’, Myungho amazed that he saw. The foods look so delicious to him. ‘Whoever get this must be really lucky! That person should be happy! Jisoo hyung spent his night just to makes all of these. Whoa... you’re the best, hyung. I think you’re even a better chef than Mingyu!’, Myungho thought to himself.

As he observed Jisoo cooking, he then starts yawning. ‘Whoam... I should just back to sleep. Good luck, Jisoo hyung! Fighting!’, Myungho muttered the last word softly and going back to his bed.

==

‘So... it was Jisoo hyung...’, Mingyu stares at the other blankly. He still can’t process anything. He’s just too shocked by the fact that it was Jisoo who made his favorite bento box.

“Are you okay, Mingyu?”, Myungho starts showing a concern.

“I’m okay.”, Mingyu forced a smile.

‘But why you didn’t tell me, hyung? If I had known it was you... If I know it sooner...’

“Oh that bento! I also saw Jisoo hyung made it a month ago.”, Junhui who still try to contact Seungcheol joins the conversation. “It was the night after you left our room holding a bolster, then running back after some time, Mingyu. And I remember the menu is just like what you told before. There’s boiled chicken with blackpepeer sauce and some boiled vegetables.”

==

-Month Ago-

Junhui POV

‘What’s wrong with him?’, Junhui thought as he saw Mingyu who just running back to the room, palmed himself with a bolster.

Junhui hasn’t sleeping yet, since he already take a nap in the afternoon. He just sits on the bed, playing with his phone.

‘What is that?’, Junhui thought when he heard something from the kitchen. He then gets up from his bed, trying to figure out what sound is that.

As he comes to the kitchen, he saw a familiar figure there. Cooking something, but at the same time sounded like he tried to hold back his tears and sobs silently.

Junhui approaches the person. “Hyung? Jisoo hyung?”, Jun said softly. There’s no response. Then after a while, Jisoo turned back. “Oh it’s you, Junhui. You’re not sleeping yet?”, Jisoo smile, which actually looks forced.

“I can’t sleep yet, hyung. Wait. Are you crying, hyung?”, Junhui asked, since Jisoo’s eyes looks puffed and red.

“Haha it’s beacuse the onions.”, Jisoo said as he rubs his eyes softly.

“But what are you doing, hyung? Cooking in the middle of the night like this.”, He asked, looking confused.

“Haha yeah. I’m cooking at this time, since I just feel like this time is only free time I have.”

“Ah I see... but for who?”

“Mm... it’s for someone I adore and care a lot.”, Jisoo said as he stares at the bento box.

“Wait. Do you have a girlfriend!?”, Junhui gasped.

“No. It’s not like that. I don’t have a girlfriend, Junhui. Haha.”

“Oh I thought...”, Junhui scratches his back. “Do you need any help, hyung?”

“No, I’m okay. You can take some if you want.”, Jisoo offers.

“Really? Thanks, hyung!”, Junhui then eat some. “Whoa... so tasty! You’re a great chef, hyung!”, Junhui said as he gives two thumbs up to Jisoo, who is just smile in response

==

‘I’m so stupid’, Mingyu said to himself. ‘It was the day I rejected him...’, Mingyu still can’t believe how stupid his actions was and the thoughts of Jisoo still making his favorite dish after he got rejected is unbelivable. As he remembers many things at once, tears coming out slowly from his eyes.

“Mingyu, are you okay?”, Junhui asked while exchanging glances with Myungho. But Mingyu is just so overwhelmed by emotions that he doesn’t even move from his spot.

“Hyung, why is he like this?”, Myungho whispered to Junhui.

“I don’t know...”

Just a second later, Junhui’s phone is ringing. It’s from Soonyoung.

“Soonyoung, where are yo...?”

“Yah! You’re already in the dorm? Come here fast! Jisoo hyung got an accident! Come to xxx Hospital and bring some of my, Jeonghan hyung and Jisoo hyung clothes.”, Soonyoung cuts what Junhui said.

“WHAT!? JISOO HYUNG GOT AN ACCIDENT!?!?”, Junhui shouted. He’s also getting panic.

‘... WHAT!?’

“GIVE ME THE PHONE!!”, Mingyu grabs Junhui’s phone forcefully from the owner. “WHERE IS HE!?”, Mingyu shouted.

“MINGYU!? YAH! DON’T YOU DARE TO COME HERE! I WARNED YOU!”, Soonyoung shouted angrily from the other side and he heard Seungcheol’s voice faintly, trying to calmed down Soonyoung.

‘Soonyoung hyung sounds so angry... a..nd... w... why I can’t see him?’, Then Mingyu’s thoughts distracted when the other person’s voice changes.

“Mingyu, you’re better not come here now. Just stay at the dorm.”, Jeonghan said with anger in his tone, but still try to keep calm.

“But, hyung...”

“Just do what I say.”

*Beep beep

‘W... why? Why everyone don’t want me to be there’, Mingyu collapsed, sitting on the floor. He gets loose of Junhui’s phone.

“Hyung, what actually happened?”, Myungho asked to Junhui. He’s confused by the situation.

“Myungho, let’s pack some of Jisoo hyung, Jeonghan hyung, and Soonyoung clothes. Jisoo hyung got an accident. We should going there now!”, Junhui tried to explain calmly as he then taking some clothes and put those on their just-have-been-emptied luggages.

“WHAT!? Jisoo hyung got an accident”, Myungho shocked. He just realized the situation.

“Look! Can you help me here?”, Junhui asked as he pointed at the clothes.

“Oh okay, hyung.”, Myungho then proceeds to help Junhui.

‘Jisoo hyung... Jisoo hyung...’, Mingyu keeps calling his name in his head, tears still coming non-stop from his eyes. ‘Why this is happened? Just after I found out the truth. At least I want to confess to you, even if you’re with Jeonghan hyung. I want you to know that I liked you too.’, Mingyu closes his eyes as he sobs loudly.

“Mingyu, are you coming with us?”, Junhui asked.

‘I...’, Mingyu tried to calming himself, but he knows that he can’t. ‘T..they’re no..t allow me to come to see Jisoo hyung...’

“Mingyu?”

‘But... but I want to see him...’

“Kim Mingyu!”, Junhui shouted.

‘B.. but what if he doesn’t want to see me, that’s why the hyungs told me not to come?’

“KIM MINGYU! ARE YOU COMING WITH US OR NOT!?”, Junhui annoyed and asked even louder.

Mingyu snapped back to the reality, realizing that Junhui have been asked him non stop from the dorm door.

“I’m...”