It's actually strange, seeing the world in mute.

Like Charlie Chaplin videos.

The laughs, the cries, the flirts, the shouts, the meows and the barks were just another dimension for Sehun.

He was walking, to wherever his legs were taking him.

It felt so peaceful, so serene.

He could finally breath, the heaviness that was in the house had disappeared and he could feel the air, he could feel the soft wind, and the funny goosebumps.

He stopped at the signal just a couple blocks away from his bricked house, and waited for it to turn green.

20 seconds.

In twenty seconds, Oh Sehun scrutinized the world around him.

Each and everything like they were a part of a puzzle, and the objects and people in it, the pieces.

Lip movements, some confusing, some amusing.

Gasps of breathless air by the passersby were not heard but felt.

10 seconds.

He was staring at the green color.

Nothing in common, except for that he always thought that he hated green.

No reason though.

0 seconds.

And dozens of feet began passing him like little roaches.

He too moved, leisurely since he had the whole day to himself.

A couple of people from the opposite side pushed him to run past him, some even running as if they were late for work.

However, instead of cursing them for not apologizing, he decided to not heed those types of things for today.

 

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Sehun decided to stay at his friends house, Zhang Yixing for the night.

Though he didn't inform them or Junmyeon, nevertheless he thought they must know by now so why bother calling them.

Besides, he was fed up of the arguments, in that case giving a one day distance with his family would eventually settle things up between them.

 

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The next morning he immediately went to his house because for some reason he couldn't sleep at Yixings.

He rang the door bell, but no one opened it.

He rang again, and knocked a couple of times, yet no one opened it.

So he flipped the welcome mat and opened the door with the spare key.

The lobby was silent, it always was actually unless you would take a right in the living room and the debate continues like six o'clock news.

His mom and dad were sitting on the couch, weeping.

For what? Sehun thought.

Was the denial of his ear transplant that hurtful to them both?

Knitting his brows, he walked over to them and placed a hand on his dads shoulder.

"What happened dad?"

His dad bit his lip and looked away from Sehun.

Still perplexed, he went to his mom and knelt down in front of her.

"Mom, what happened?"

Her red-teared eyes shot a glance at Sehun and out of the blue, she began punching his chest real hard.

Her tears of...Sehun didn't know for what reason she was crying but her tears fell down uncontrollably.

"Mom what happened?!" Sehun held her wrists tightly, and pushed it away from him.

His mom's dilated pupils turned to his dad but not back to Sehun.

"Dad?" Sehun once more asked, more like he requested to tell him what happened.

His dad mouthed something, but Sehun didn't see it in time.

"What?"

He mouthed again, slowly and hesitantly.

"Junmyeon is...Dead."

Sehun's eyes shot open and he quickly stood on his feet.

"What? Dad what are you saying?"

His dads imperceptible cry made and dumbness made Sehun even more curious and irritated.

"What is it?! Please tell me what is happened?! Where is Hyung?!"

And he looked at his mom and she shouted loudly, her mouth spelling out perfectly the heart breaking words, "YOUR HYUNG IS DEAD SEHUN! Junmyeon is dead..."

"What...?No...how-how is he-wait,what-no-please stop lying. I know you are joking and if you all want me to undergo the surgery I will but please..don't joke. DON'T LIE!"

No one replied to him.

His mom got up and locked herself inside the room, and his dad went to Junmyeons room because he didn't want to believe the horrifying truth.

He would wait, he thought, for Junmyeon to come back.

 

Sehun's knees weakened, making him fall on the cold, hard floor.

His hands shook, his lips trembled, and his eyes welled up with doubtfulness.

His only Hyung was dead.

Was he supposed to believe that?

Maybe it is all Junmyeons plan to make Sehun agree on doing the surgery, maybe they are just playing with him because he didn't come home last night.

But as dense as the truth may be, Junmyeon was dead.

Without goodbyes, without warning.

A small family wouldn't want to believe that a part of them was now torn apart.

That the family photo had now only three people in it.

And that the son whom the parents liked and the brother Sehun could look up after was now just bones in a wooden box.

 

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Sehun loudly closed the door, though it was unintentional since whatever he does without his ear piece would be like a construction site.

Junmyeon picked up his ear piece and looked at how abandoned it had become.

Without its owner, it was nothing but a piece of rubber.

Junmyeon knew well about Sehun, that once he gets frustrated he won't come back home soon and that perhaps there's a chance that he might also stay at his friends house for the night.

But without his ear piece, Sehun was like a dog with three legs, so he quickly ran behind him before he loses sight of him.

Breathless, he noticed Sehun standing at the signal.

"SEHUN-AH!" He yelled unconsciously, but to obviously no avail.

As the signal went green, Sehun began walking and Junmyeon was way behind him to reach him on time, so he sprinted as fast as he could, tightly clenching onto the ear piece and lightly pushing people aside with an apology.

"Sehun-ah!" He called out again, however suddenly he felt the world spinning around him.

Flashes of red burned his eyes.

He felt his body flying, maybe a few inches from the ground and falling back hard like a rock thrown in the pond.

His throat tightened, and his body went numb.

His hands were stretched out to Sehun's way, his ear piece still clenched in his hand.

"Sehun-ah..." He called out, his bloody broken fingers were trying to reach out to him.

But as people were rushing over to him, the back of Sehun vanished, overlapping with horrified expressions of onlookers.

His heart beat slowed down, gradually. The chaotic noise around him deafened.

"Sehun..." He repeatedly called, painful tears rolling from the ends of his eyes.

But as death was over him, the sky faded away and his fingers unclasped.

 

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