He reads people lips to know what they are saying if he can't hear them.

He has a problem, so he wears his hearing aid.

An argument was going on in the living room, with Sehun, his parents and older brother.

An argument about him to undergo a surgery for his hearing loss.

"Why won't you do it Sehun?!" His mother yelled, she was frustrated, she was angry on him for not listening to what they were saying.

"Why don't you just leave me alone! I said I don't want to do it so why are you forcing me to!"

"But why don't you want to do it Sehun?" His dad asked. He was as always calm, carefree about petty things, however because of Sehun's mom he had to speak up a little.

"Because dad, I'm fine like how I am right now. I can manage myself well...Hyung why aren't you backing me up here?!" Sehun tersely turned around towards Junmyeon.

"You always say something, so why are you being quiet now? Why won't you open your mouth for me? Argue back?"

"Sehun you need to calm down-."

"How do you think someone will marry a defective piece like you?!" His mom shouted, throwing a pillow at him and ran to her room.

The three of them were startled upon his mom's abrupt change of behavior.

She was fine just until now, but the pain of seeing her perfect son imperfect by the view of others, twisted her little heart.

His dad ran behind her, promptly locking the door between the bedroom and the living room.

Junmyeon and Sehun looked at each other wordlessly. The sudden topic of his transplant cracked the egg, making their only Sunday pass without happiness.

Sehun went to his room and locked himself up.

He didn't want any more noise, he didn't want any more fights or cries.

So he removed his ear piece and placed it beside him.

The world around him went quiet.

So quiet that the sound of pin dropping was as vague as his memory of going to the amusement park when he was nine.

The wind fluttered the thin curtains, the pages on his open book played a sound of noiseless movement, and the yellings outside his room was just a breeze.

He remembered his best friend Kim Jongin, dancer and a prankster, laughing at him once cause he was deaf. Cause he couldn't hear the words Jongin spoke when they were hanging out, but to Sehun, that wasn't funny at all.

That wasn't one bit funny at all.

He felt an urge of anger rushing down his veins to find Kim Jongin and punch him in the face for what he said fifteen years ago, however the rage soon died down when the person he didn't want to face at the moment, walked inside him room.

Slow and silent footsteps approached Sehun as he froze with his head down.

A hand, light but assuring was placed on his back and eventually, he looked up.

"I'm sorry." Mouthed Junmyeon.

"Why?" Asked Sehun.

"Because I didn't-" His lip movements became fast.

He tilted his head in confusion and upon seeing the perplexity on Sehun's pale face, Junmyeon signaled him to wear back his ear piece.

With an inaudible sigh, Sehun wore it.

"So I was saying, I'm sorry for not backing you up but you know how it is right Sehun? Mom and dad won't stop arguing until you agree to them."

"But why do I agree to them Hyung? I don't want to do it. I know it's unfortunate that I was born like this, and that hell I might not even get a wife, least a girlfriend but I don't care."

"It's not if you care about it or not, it's about mom trying to make you perfect, and seriously, if you could just say yes. It won't hurt will it. We all are saying it for your own go-."

Sehun abruptly jolted from his seat.

"I thought you would be the one supporting me Hyung, but in the end. You are just like them."

He removed his ear piece once more and threw it on the ground, "I don't want to be forced around."

Junmyeon tried to grab his hand, but Sehun flinched it and left the room.