P.S : unbetaed. Please forgive me if my grammars are as fcuk.

 

“Eat your breakfast, hyung.” Guanlin says as he placed his body seating next to Jihoon. He doesn’t get any answer but he heard a long deep sighed from his left, so he turns his head and found Jihoon leaning weakly at the couch. A tired face plastered clearly on the latter’s face. Guanlin narrowed his eyes, staring worriedly at the older.

“You okay, hyung?”

Jihoon hummed without saying any words. Jihoon closed his eyes, he lifts up his hand and placed it ontop of his closed eyes. Without him knowing, Guanlin didn’t stop staring at him.

Time has passed but none of them moving or saying anything. Guanlin finally looked away. Exhaled, as he stood up and decides to get ready to go to college.

“Guanlin,”

Guanlin stopped, but he didn’t look back as he stood there and chose to wait for the next Jihoon’s sentences.

“What should I do?”

There’s something not good in the older’s voice because this is the first time of their shared life for whole 3 years, he heard Jihoon talked this weak. Guanlin turned back and found Jihoon still in the same position. Guanlin clears his throat, eyes staring straight at the frustrated hyung there.

“You okay, hyung?” he asks the same question.

“I am not.” But he got different answer.

Jihoon opened his eyes and sat down properly. He raised his head, and eyes meeting Guanlin’s. He chuckles, “i am not sick, you big baby.” He says it calmly as if he is joking right now, but Guanlin is the type of person who isn’t easily deceived so the latter still looking at Jihoon with a worried look. He sighed, “i am not sick, Guanlin.”

“You are not good at lying, hyung.”

Jihoon smiles, “why should I lie?” he asks.

Guanlin sighs then he his hair, and throw a disbelieving look towards the guy who sits lazily on the couch. “Don’t scare me, Jihoon hyung. The last time you were sick, you were totally unconscious for a few days with a high fever and I was worried andㅡ”

“You are overreacting.”

“…and you were saying that I was overreacting.” Guanlin sighed, without realizing it, he just shook his head,  “wow, you just repeat it again.”

They both fell silent. Jihoon looked away while Guanlin turned back and was about entering his own room when his name recalled again. He stopped, without turning back.

“I’m not sick physically. But you’re right, I am still sick. No, it’s hurts.” Said Jihoon without looking at Guanlin who still stood there with his backward body.

“I broke up,”

“…it feels really hurt.”

Guanlin lowered his head, then he shakes his head. He shook his head often this morning. Without facing the older, he stepped slowly with mouth opened. Ready to say something toward the older.

“I don’t  care, hyung. I’m not doing anything related to your own affairs.” Then he walked in to his room. Leaving Jihoon who now eyes staring at the closed door. Jihoon wiped his face roughly. He has no one to listened about his sadness and anxiety. Is Guanlin mad at him? Why should he mad?  He breathed in, then stands up and walks toward his own room. He need to prepare himself since he has classes today. Ugh, another tough day is coming. Jihoon has no choice but welcoming the days.

 

OoO

 

So, it was an un usual day. Both Guanlin and Jihoon went to university separately. Guanlin went first, without saying goodbye to the latter. Since they take different majors, so they have different classes. This makes Guanlin a little relieved, he can avoid the older at least for today. Besides he has to attend basketball practice routine, and this may just be done at night. He will also make sure to arrive at home if the older is asleep.

Guanlin entered his class room and take a seat on his claimed chair. Everyone in the class already know that the chair in the corner is his. Guanlin sat there as he tapping his fingers on the table, making a small strains. He’s drowning in his thoughts. So, Jihoon broke up with Minseo? Why? Is there something wrong? Are they fighting? Something happened to them?

“The last time I saw them, they both still look fine… So, why?”

“Guanlin-ah!”

Guanlin looks up and found Jinyoung and Daehwi walking toward him. He smiles, and positioned himself to sit properly. Both Jinyoung and Daehwi took benches to sit near Guanlin.

“What’s wrong, buddies?” ask Guanlin with his English accent. Daehwi only smiles while Jinyoung leaning closer, trying to whisper something. “You guys fighting?” Jinyoung asked, with his eyebrows narrowed. Guanlin scratched his head that didn’t itch at all. Acting as if he was confused by the question Bae Jinyoung asked him. He knows very well where this conversation will go, so he tried to act normal to avoid suspicion things. Guanlin chuckles, “who?”

“You and Jihoon hyung.” Jinyoung says.

Guanlin folded his arms, eyes staring straight at the want-to-know-everything guy named Bae Jinyoung. He looked away and meet Daehwi’s. Guanlin always like this one fact in the sphere of their friendship, three of them; when Daehwi, the wanna-be the next actor Ong Seungwoo (the mood maker one) always quite as if he didn’t want to force anyone. Guanlin gives a soft smile towards the older.

“Lai Guanlin.” Jinyoung called him again. Guanlin looked at the older, then he exhaled. He opened his mouth, “what makes you ask me like that, hyung?” asks Guanlin. Jinyoung propped his chin, while he threw a question look towards the later. This is obviously not as usual that Guanlin didn’t immediately answer his question.

Jinyoung chukled, while Daehwi can only be a good listener between them. It’s not that Daehwi didn’t want to ask Guanlin or join the conversation, but Daehwi know how Guanlin feels right now, so it’s better that he doesn’t ask anything related to the youngest’s feeling. But what’s sad is there’s a deep sadness in Guanlin’s eyes that Daehwi can caught easily.

“In any friendship, there must be an argument. So, I think it’s fine.”

“It’s clearly not about friendship. You don’t think of him as friend anymore, Lai Guanlin.”

Guanlin sighed. He regrets ever telling about his strange feelings to the others. He should keep it alone by himself. But it’s late. Both Jinyoung and Daehwi already know about his feelings toward Jihoon. They was surprised at first. But, they can understand it as they called it fate. Fate for 2 people who had known each other for years and lived under the same roof. Fate for 2 people who made it through the trials of living together. They also didn’t blame Guanlin for having feelings to Jihoon. It seems fine.

“I will try to stop. I promise.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. I just want to stop.”

Jinyoung shook his head, “so you give up?”

“It’s kinda like that.” Guanlin says, and three of them fell on silent.

 

“We saw you come alone, Guanlin. And you looked kinda have no energy, you even didn’t hear us calling for you at the time you arrived a few minutes ago that’s why Jinyoung asked you. You both usually come together, right?” finally, Daehwi says something.

But again, Guanlin doesn’t want to talk about it for this time. So, he just give Daehwi his soft smile, like what he did before. Daehwi knows. He nodded, hand tapped Guanlin’s broad shoulder.

“Gwaenchana, Guanlin-ah.”

  

 OoO

 

Guanlin take a seat near the practice room’s corner. He was sipping his drink when the maknae of the basketball team approached him. Seonho give him a dry towel, “you are so sweaty, hyung.” He said with his big smile created on his tired face. Guanlin took the towel and smiles at the younger, “thanks, Seonho-ya.”

“It’s fine, hyung. You played very well, no wonder why you are so sweaty like this. You are one of the best players that we have. Sometimes, i envy you. I haven’t shown too much of my ability, so I think that’s the reason why i am still a backup player.” Said Seonho as he looked away. Looking at another object is better.

Guanlin smiles, hand patted Seonho’s shoulder gently, making the younger turned back at him. Seonho sighed, “don’t smile at me like that, hyung. I am straight.”

Guanlin chuckles as he took his hand away from Seonho. He ruffled the younger’s hair, making the byeongari pouted. “Who says i like you, kid?” asks Guanlin.

Seonho pressed his lips as he lifted up his shoulder, “no one. But who doesn’t like you?” Seonho asked back. Guanlin can only smile and began to dry himself. He felt very sticky right now.

“If i am not mistaken, you just said that you were straight a few minutes ago. But you just said that you like me indirectly, just now, Yoo Seonho.” Ck, he likes to tease this byeongari.

Seonho spaced his body from Guanlin with a rejection look on his face, “who says i like you, hyung?”

“Me.”

“Ow, you are unexpected, hyung. Everybode loves you, but there’s always one who doesn’t like what people like. So, the one who doesn’t like you is officially me.”

He clenched his fist and was about fighting the younger, but the sudden hug that Seonho gave him successfully stopped him. He chuckled, then ruffled the younger’s hair again. “Why are you so cute, Seonho-ya?”

Seonho laughed as he let go of his sudden hug, “i was kidding, hyung.” Seonho is such a funny friend who always stand by his side. Seonho has a soft side, that’s makes him look like a little brother of him.

“This kid…”

“Ah, hyung,”

Guanlin narrowed his brow, “may i ask you something?” Seonho asked with his serious face. Guanlin smiles, then nodded as he let the younger ask him.

“Do you know what happened between my sister and Jihoon hyung?”

Guanlin looked away. He placed the towel Seonho brought him at the left of his side. He was relieved when he managed to avoid this kind of conversation from Jinyoung and Daehwi. He didn’t expect to hear the question related to the Jihoon’s guy problem from this kid. Until he realized, Yoo Seonho is Minseo’s biological brother. Yoo Minseo, Jihoon’s used to be girlfriend. Guanlin bowed his head, staring at the floor is too much better for him at this time. Silence enveloped them. Luckily, there’s only both of them in the practice room. Everyone has left already.

“…hyung?”

A soft touch landed on his right shoulder. Guanlin looks up and found Seonho is staring at him. Guanlin pressed his lips, then opened it, “i haven’t met Jihoon hyung today, i can’t answer your question, Seonho. Sorry.”

Seonho smiles, “no, it’s fine, hyung. I just can’t figure it out why my sister came home with swollen eyes also… Jihoon hyung didn’t appear last night. No need to sorry, hyung. Aigoo… I’ll ask Minseo noona later.”

Guanlin didn’t give any answers again and chose to be silent while Seonho was like drowning in his thoughts. Something really happened between them, said Guanlin, deeply, inside his heart.

“…hyung?”

Guanlin looks up, eyes meeting Seonho’s. “The competition is two days from now, right?” asks Seonho.

Guanlin nodded because yeah the next competition that his team have to face is two days from now. So, he’ll be very busy to attend the basketball practice until tomorrow night. Ain’t this good? He can avoid Jihoon easily for this 2 days.

“Yes, why?”

“Will Jihoon hyung be there?”

Guanlin lifted his shoulder, “i don’t know, why?”

“Can you help me?” Guanlin narrowed his brow, feel confuse with this sudden request. But, he stills nodded in the last.

Seonho inhaled, with his serious face, he began to beg the older. “Please make sure that Jihoon hyung will be there to watch the comptetition, so i’ll bring my sister there and make them have a time to talk together. I don’t like seeing her sad, besides i feel like this is not the right time to ask her about this. I’ll give her times, so she’d be ready to talk to Jihoon hyung later. How’s it?”

He was nodding, so he can’t reject this request. He stared at Seonho, looking for sincerity in his eyes. Seonho is such a nice brother. Guanlin exhaled, then he nodded again.

“I’ll try but i can’t promise you, Seonho-ya.”

Seonho smiled and leaning closer for a second hug, “thank you, hyung! You are a masterpiece!”

Guanlin chuckled as he patted the younger’s back gently.

“Minseo should be happy to have a super kind brother like you, Yoo Seonho.”

They separated and looking straight to each other. Seonho smiled, “Jihoon hyung must be the luckiest person to have a really good friend like you, Guanlin hyung.”

 

Too sad, that’s only an as if.

 

OoO

 

It’s 10.00pm already and Guanlin just arrived at the lobby of the dorm. He walked toward the lift and waiting there for the lift opens its entrance for him. He stretch his neck, then his hands, and someone accidentally bumped his back. Guanlin turned back and eyes widens when he found Jihoon stood there. He looks like a mess.

“Hyung,”

Jihoon choked, “am i still not good enough, hm?” He sounded drunk. Guanlin patted his cheeks, but Jihoon could only choking.

“Why no one answered me? First, i asked the barista there but he left me. I just got three glasses and they asked me to go home. They said i looked like a lost child who trapped there and drank more than one glass. They asked me, ‘ya, young kid! did someone kidnapped you and brought you here?’ i shook my head, then i said, ‘what are you saying, old man? I am a college student how dare you to call me young kid?’ he laughed, then he said, ‘go home, kid. You drunk.’ Then i left my money there, and walked out but… who dropped me home?”

Jihoon talked to much. And choked, and a bit sobbing. Guanlin even questioning it if Jihoon know what he’s saying. He stared straight at the older without saying anything. Try to learn the older’s anxiety.

He blinked when Jihoon looks up and eyes meeting his. Jihoon and his teary eyes. Guanlin hate it a lot. But, who is he? He could only do nothing and just try to be a silent listener. His eyes widened when Jihoon walked closer and leaning for a hug. Nice, he has sobbing Jihoon in his embrace.

“You dropped me home, sir?”

No answers.

Jihoon chuckled, “thank you, sir. You are such a kind old man. Thanks for dropping me home.”

Still, Guanlin give no answers.

Jihoon tightened his hug, and move his head gently searching for a comfort spot. Guanlin looked away as he let the older cuddling him for free. He even let the older called him an old man. He just stood there, without giving a hug back.

Guanlin cleared his throat when Jihoon suddenly sniffed his clothed chest. He exhaled, still holding back himself not to hug back the latter. Guanlin looked around the lobby. Thanks, God. No one is here except him and the drunk guy.

“Sir, you smells like Guanlin.”

Guanlin looked down and Jihoon looked up at the same time. Their eyes met and he felt his body was on fire when Jihoon looked at him this close. He stared at Jihoon’s peach lips. What it would be like to kiss that peach lips.

Guanlin shook his head. Clean your dirty mind, Lai Guanlin. Guanlin finally can breathe well, when Jihoon bowed down and hide his face at his left shoulder. Jihoon is no longer staring at him, but hugged him again instead. It feels better rather than they should locked eyes to each other that close.

“This is just coincidence, right? You both might be have a same parfume.”

“Guanlin is still mad at me.”

“I don’t know why. I really need someone who can listen to me, but he left me.”

Jihoon sniffed Guanlin’s clothed chest again, “ah, i feel like hugging Guanlin right now.”

Guanlin couldn’t help but smile. He likes to have Jihoon in his embrace like this. Is this wrong if he wants Jihoon to always get drunk and hug him like this? He was about giving a hug back, but Jihoon looks up faster than he does so their eyes locked again.

“Sir, is Guanlin still mad at me?”

Without thinking twice, Guanlin leans closer and cupped Jihoon’s jaws until their lips touched. He can’t hold himself. He doesn’t care. He’s kissing his Jihoon right now. He didn’t care if this could be called as taking advantage in the narrowness. He moved his lips gently as he deepens the kiss. He smiled between the kiss, Jihoon’s kissing him back. Guanlin opened his eyes and stared at the beautiful creature God has ever made. Jihoon’s kissing him back with eyes closed and both hands around his back. Guanlin closed his eyes and continue the kiss. He tasted good.   

They separated for an air. Guanlin stared at Jihoon who still blank and blinked his eyes non stop. Guanlin ruffled Jihoon’s messy hair and grab the older’s hand. He intertwined their fingers, bodies facing the lift and ting, the door opened for them.

“Guanlin?”

Guanlin looks up and found Daehwi inside the lift. Daehwi looked down at their locked hand, then looked back at Guanlin with curious look.

Guanlin smiled, “Daehwi-ya.”

Daehwi smiled back, “you… Jihoon hyung?”

Guanlin shook his head, “no. He drunk, i just don’t want him walking unbalanced and he might be went to the wrong room. Gladly, i just arrived and a few minutes later he come. So, here we are.” Says Guanlin, trying to hide the truth that just happened.

Daehwi nodded and walked out from the lift. He tapped Guanlin’s shoulder, “make it up clearly with him. I am going.” Daehwi said as he left the two. Guanlin took a deep breath, looking at the silent Jihoon. He tightened their locked hands as they entered the lift.

 

They entered their shared dorm and Guanlin put the drunk guy on the couch. Guanlin walks towards the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, searching for a milk. He poured it in Jihoon’s favorite glass and brings it to the middle room. Jihoon was lying on the couch, eyes closed, his breathing sounds soft. Guanlin stood in front of the slumber guy, and put the glass at the table. He bowed down, and Jihoon’s top head slowly. The slumber guy opens his eyes, “Guanlin?”

Guanlin smiled and extends his hand to Jihoon. Jihoon looks up at Guanlin with questioned look but at the end he reach Guanlin’s hand and Guanlin helps him to sit up properly. Guanlin took a glass of milk and give it to Jihoon. Jihoon took the glass and began to drink the milk Guanlin prepared for him. Guanlin sat next to Jihoon, waiting for the older finished his drink. Jihoon put the empty glass on the table. He turned to face Guanlin who is sitting comfortably beside him. His brow narrowed when Guanlin smiled at him. He pouted. Guanlin’s laughing.

“Stop pouting, hyung. You aren’t cute.”

Jihoon is still pouting. Guanlin can’t help but laughing. Jihoon smiles when he saw Guanlin laughing, showed his gummy smile. Jihoon leans closer, Guanlin stopped laughing.

“You aren’t longer mad at me?” Jihoon asked with his hoarse voice.

Guanlin exhaled, “forget it, hyung.”

Guanlin looked away while Jihoon is getting closer to him. Guanlin tried to act not suspicious but a head placed on his shoulder can make him more suspicious. He let the older lying on his shoulder anyway. 

“How’s your day?” asks Guanlin.

“Don’t ask me. I am sleepy.”

Guanlin chuckles, it feels so nice to have Jihoon around him. He looked down and Jihoon looks so sleepy. Guanlin wrapped his arm around Jihoon’s lower back and pull the older closer, “you are still drunk, hyung. Sleep.”

He got no answers, but heard a soft snore instead. Guanlin exhaled again, leaning his head on top of Jihoon’s head. He closed his eyes. Started to having a long night with his favorite hyung in his arms. He pulled back his words, he likes this day.

 

OoO

 

Jihoon woke up the next day with a headache that feels so dizzy. He opened his eyes, looking around when he realized he was not in his own room. He moves his body, krrrkk, he felt sore, but still moves to get a proper position.

“Oh, you are awake, hyung.”

Jihoon looks up and found Guanlin walked closer with 2 glasses in his hands. Jihoon smiled, he nodded as he signals the younger to sit beside him. Guanlin smiled back and take a seat next to Jihoon. He handed the older a glass of hot chocolate, “breakfast.” He said as he sipping his coffee.  Jihoon nodded, he sipped his hot chocolate. He sighed, “thanks, Guanie.”

Guanlin pressed his lips when he heard Jihoon called him with that pet name again. He even forgot when the last time Jihoon guanie-ed him. He smiles anyway, then turned left and found Jihoon blinked while sipping his drink. Guanlin put his glass on the table before them. He touched the older’s forehead and face, make sure that Jihoon isn’t sick. Jihoon chuckles, he hold Guanlin’s hands and eyes the younger. “Gwaenchana,”

“I just feel a little dizzy, it’s fine. No need to worry.” He said confidently.

Guanlin sighs then leaned his back on the couch. They fell silent. No one talking, until Guanlin cleared his throat. Jihoon sipped his drink again.

“Hyung, where were you last night?”

Jihoon put his glass on the table. His glass stood there, side by side with Guanlin’s. He leans his back on the couch, making himself sitting side by side with Guanlin. He doesn’t know, it just feels so right.

Jihoon exhaled, “i went to pub near the café that we usually visit.”

“We?”

Jihoon smiled, “hmm, me and Minseo.”

Oh.

“...i drunk,”

Ah, about Minseo! He had an appointment with Seonho that he had to keep. He tapped Jihoon’s back, without he realized that Jihoon hasn’t finished his words yet.

“My team have a competition tomorrow, hyung. You’ll be there, right?” asked Guanlin.

Jihoon looked at the younger with questioned look, “you will play?”. Guanlin nodded, “i’ll be the captain.”

Jihoon smiles at Guanlin, then he patted the younger’s head, “Guanie will be the super captain tomorrow, right? Promise me?” Jihoon asked for the pinky promise. Guanlin laughed, as he locked their fifth fingers.

“I’ll, and you should promise me to, hyung.” Because i promised Seonho first, that i’ll bring you there.

Jihoon pressed his lips, then sighing heavily. “I don’t know. i can’t promise. Let me think about it first.”

Guanlin looked away while nodding desperately. In addition to his promise with Seonho, he still need the older’s presence. Other than tomorrow will be the first time he becomes a captain, he stills need Jihoon’s presence because Jihoon is such the biggest power for him. No, Guanlin. Your team is the biggest power for you.

 

“I’ll wait then,”

Jihoon shook his head, “no, don’t wait for me.”

“Why?”

“I still feels empty. I need more times to build my heart again. It still feels hurt.”

Guanlin chuckles, “why you are so overreacting, hyung? You just broke up with her, you aren’t losing her. You still have a lot of chances to meet her. Why are you so devastated as if you lost her for God’s sake, hyung.”

Oh, guess who’s lost control all of sudden.

Jihoon doesn’t react. He didn’t give any answers.

Guanlin wiped his face roughly, then he stands up, ready to leave the older. Jihoon looked up, “where are you going?”

Without turned back, Guanlin lifted his shoulders. He also didn’t give any answers. He walked in to his room, and took his jacket with him. He walked out and stepped past the older who still sat there in silence. Jihoon heard the door slammed. He looked straight at the closed door, then lowered his head and covered his face with both hands. It’s all getting messed  up.

 

OoO

 

Guanlin stood before the closed door of his friend’s room. He drowned in his thoughts, should he knock the door or not? After a few minutes passed without any thought, Guanlin knocked the door impatiently. He use his strength to knock the door. He got no answers from inside so he knocked again with more passion. A pip sounds so small that Guanlin can’t hear it clearly. But what he gets after is Bae Jinyoung stood in front of him. Jinyoung stared at the latter with brow narrowed. Guanlin smiles, even though he didn’t get a welcome greeting. Guanlin pressed his lips as he scratch his nape. Guanlin opened the door wider, “come in.” so Guanlin follows the order.

They walked to the middle room. Guanlin looks around, searching for something or maybe someone. Jinyoung invited Guanlin to sit down, and he himself sat on the opposite bench from the guest.

“Where’s Daehwi?” asked Guanlin.

“He has early class for today. He’ll be home at twelve after he finished all his tasks.” says Jinyoung as he still looks at Guanlin, and began to read something from the younger’s face.

Jinyoung cleared his throat, “what brings you here?”

 

Pip…

 

They turned at the main door when a pip sound was heard. Daehwi come in, but he kept his shoes on the shelf first before he walks to the mid room. Daehwi smiles when he saw Guanlin sitting there in front of Jinyoung. Jinyoung looked at Daehwi, “what brings you here?” asked Jinyoung.

Daehwi stared at the older as he narrowed his eyes, “ain’t this my home as well?”

Jinyoung shakes his hands, “i mean, you said you will be home at twelve but you comeback this early?”

Daehwi chuckles and take a seat beside Guanlin. He waved his hand before the younger’s face as if he welcomed the youngest of the three of them. Guanlin smiled and asking for a fist bump.

“What brings you here, Guanlin?” asked Daehwi.

Guanlin rolled his eyes, he is so done with this what-brings-you-here thingy.

Daehwi placed his hand on Guanlin’s left shoulder. He was about asking the youngest again but there’s tired look on the younger’s face. Plus, his jaws looks hardened. He glanced at Jinyoung, before refocusing at Guanlin. He remembered that the three of them, him, Guanlin, and Jihoon met at the lobby last night. Jinyoung didn’t know about it all. So, Daehwi leaned closer to whisper something and smoothly.

“You’ve made it up, right? With Jihoon hyung, right? Aren’t you?”

Guanlin took a long breath, then he exhaled. He glance at Jinyoung first, then he landed his eyes on Daehwi. He rubbed the top part of his nose, “i kissed him.”

That only 3 words that coming out from Guanlin’s mouth can make both Jinyoung and Daehwi dumbfounded. Their eyes widened as Guanlin continue his words.

Guanlin smirks, “no, we kissed.”

“LAI GUANLIN?!”

Guanlin covered his face with both of his pretty hands, “i don’t know. It’s getting worse.”

Jinyoung lying on the couch with opened mouth while Daehwi leaned closer to the desperate Guanlin, then he patted the younger’s back. Try to comfort the younger.

“Something must be happened between the two of you. How’s next?” asked Daehwi, still try not to force Guanlin.

Guanlin exhaled again, he exhaled too much. “We slept together.”

“WHAT!”

“It’s not like that. Clean your dirty mind, Bae Jinyoung!!” said Guanlin.

“He slept in my arms. We both sleeping on the couch. He was drunk last night, i can’t leave him alone. It was the best day in my life. But, it’s totally getting worse. I feel like i love him more, while he’s getting more frustrated because of his broke up at the same time. Also, i think he didn’t know that we kissed. He’s totally drunk last night.”

Daehwi took a deep breath, “you’re totally in love with him.”

Guanlin nodded, “but it feels wrong. I was taking advantage from his slumber. Still, it feels wrong. He’s straight while i’m not.”

Jinyoung cleared his throat, “so, what’s your plan then? You said you wanted to stop but you both kissed each other already.”

Guanlin lifted his shoulder, “i don’t know.”

He looks around, searching for something.

“Ah, what time is it?” asked Guanlin.

Daehwi reached his phone, “almost eleven. Why?”

Guanlin stands up and tidied his clothes. “I am going. I have a practice today. You guys will come tomorrow, right?”

Both Jinyoung and Daehwi nodded. They patted Guanlin’s head and shoulder, giving their friend another comfort. Guanlin smiles, then he waved his hand towards the two.

“Thanks for listened to me,”

Daehwi smiled, “it’s ok, Guanlin-ah.”

“We are friends, i remind you if you forget.” Jinyoung says as he opened the door for the youngest. Guanlin walked out, turned back for a seconds to facing Jinyoung dan Daehwi.

Guanlin sighed, “bye.”

 

OoO

 

The basketball practice just finished a five minutes ago. Only main players who attended the practice today. So, there’s no Seonho since he’s a backup player. Guanlin sat down near the corner of the practice room, well it’s his habit. He reached out his phone. No messages or calls from the older. Guanlin sighs. He put his phone beside him. Is Jihoon really doesn’t care of him anymore? Just because they had a fight these days, the older act like he didn’t know him anyomore?

Guanlin closed his eyes. He doesn’t want to comeback home tonight. He doesn’t want to see the older. So, Jihoon hyung won’t come tomorrow, right?

Guanlin took his phone. He searched for Seonho’s contact. He opened the chat room, and was about to type something but Seonho sent him a message first. So, he deleted his words, chose to read Seonho’s first.

 

From: Yoo Seonho

How’s your practice, hyung? I hope you can play well tomorrow!! I’ll cherish you! Fighting Guanlin hyung!!~~

 

Seonho is such a kind person. Guanlin doesn’t want to ruin his mood by saying that he failed to ask Jihoon to come to tomorrow’s competition. He’ll think about it later. He tapped the phone’s screen, and began to type something.

 

For: Yoo Seonho

From: Lai Guanlin

Seonho-ya!! Thanks for the support! See you tomorrow~

 

OoO

 

Jinyoung took his phone and eyes narrowed when he saw Jihoon’s name on the top of notification. He opened the chat room,

 

Park Jihoon  (11.00 pm)

Jinyoung-ah, did you see Guanlin today? It’s almost midnight but he hasn’t comeback home at all. Or, you heard anything about him? Please let me know if you read my message.

 

SEE YOU AT THE FIN; 2 CHAPTER^^