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Neoneun gyeolguk come around

Sarangui final round

 Geudaeui gashigjeogin geu misoman tteoolla michil geot gata

 Jjajeungnage hajimalgo tteonagabeoryeo oh oh

Naega geureoke-reoke manmanhani

 Sarangi geureoke neon manmanhani

 Nawaui chueogi neon manmanhani

 Geureoke modeunge da manmanhani

(Man Man Ha Ni – U-KISS)

-L. Joe’s POV-

I slammed the door with my good hand, and I began to head towards my bedroom to take care of myself, , Chunji, my hand hurt like a , my lip was smarting and my eye was swollen shut. “Byunghun?” mom called “What?” I said and winced, Jesus that hurt my lip like mother ing . “Come here.” I rolled my eyes before making my way to the living room, she gave me a smile then let out a scream. “Omona, Byunghun!” she cried and jumped up, and Seunghyun rushed out, “What happe-Byunghun!” they both hurried over to me. “What happened, Byunghun?” mom asked in panic, “I got in a fight.” I grumbled, “Your eye is swollen, !” she cursed her concern shining in her eyes. “Who did this to you, Byunghun?” Seunghyun demanded, “Don’t matter.” I said, usually my mom corrects me (“Byunghun, it’s doesn’t matter, don’t speak like an uneducated moron!”) but she was too busy examining my condition. “Tell me, Byunghun.” Seunghyun said sternly. “It don’t matter.” I repeated wincing at the pain in my lip. “God, damn it, Byunghun, tell us!” mom cried angrily, “I need to wrap my hand.” I said, she glanced at it and gasped, “Oh!” It was dripping blood onto the floor; Seunghyun grabbed it and carefully examined it. “Oh, .” He whispered, he pulled me into the bathroom and I gasped at he put my hand under the sink and cleansed and wrapped my hand. “Please, tell us who did this to you, Byunghun.” What was I supposed to say? A kicked my sorry ? “It’s don’t matter, Omma!” I snapped and she frowned, “Someone hurt you, Byunghun, I want to know who it is!” she said fiercely, “It’s nice to want!” I hissed and before storming into my bedroom and locking the door, I collapsed on my bed and shook. I looked at the picture on my desk, I had taken down all the pictures of Chunji and I but one picture still struck me in the heart every time I see it, a picture of me and my dad together, smiling.

Oh, how I remembered the day the bastard left us.

“Byunghun, honey, come here.” Mommy called, I wandered into our living room holding my favorite teddy bear daddy got me, and its name was Kiseop. Mommy was sitting on the couch, chewing on her lip nervously. “What mommy?” I said crawling up to her, she hugged me to herself tightly, and said “Baby…daddy’s gone…”she whispered, “Where’d he go” I asked “He left us, he’s not coming back.” She said brushing my hair out of my face gently and I gripped on to Kiseop’s tightly. “Why?” I asked alarmed, “Because…because he fell in love with a different lady…he doesn’t love mommy anymore, baby.” She choked, “But mommy…mommy’s so pretty! Why doesn’t he love you?!” tears entered her eyes and she drew in a shaky breath, “Byunghun, he fell in love with…” she broke into tears, “He fell in love with some stupid ing err!”

She held me tightly and I was mortified, I never seen mommy cry before, daddy made her cry. She wiped her eyes but they kept coming, “But we’re gonna make it, baby, I swear we’re going to make it!” she promised and kissed me,  

And by god, did we made it, 12 years later we’re still a family, without that stupid bastard I call a father. But that’s why I ing hate errs, one took my father away from me, away from my mom and made my mom cry.

Why do I hate fags? Hell, if I knew, I just did and Chunji was a . I sighed and crawled out my window, I didn’t want to be here anymore, I crept to the front yard and started my car, I pulled out of the driveway and drove to C.A.P’s house. When I got there I knocked on the door and he let me inside and we walked up to his room. “Where’s the lover’s?” I asked “Hospital.” He replied, “What?” I asked alarmed, C.A.P waved his hand, “Calm down, Kyung ate paint so they went to the hospital, he’s fine.” I relaxed.

“How did things go with the ?” He was eyeing my face carefully, I held up my wrapped hand, “Nope, not good at all, I slammed my hand on a sharp rock.” I suddenly wished I didn’t come here, I didn’t want to tell him I hurt, Chunji. Because I was ashamed at what I had done, after all the things he did for me…I hit him. I kept trying to remind myself that Chunji was a stupid , but the shame of hurting him was ripping me apart.

-Chunji’s POV-

“Chunji! What happened to your face?!” Christine cried as she opened the front door and let me in, “L. Joe.” I mumbled, “What?!” She pulled me up to her bedroom, “What happened?” she demanded. I explained everything to her, feeling ashamed about how I hurt L. Joe, “Oh, the bastard!” she said angrily hugging me tightly. “This had been a weird day.” I sighed, “Last night I had a dream I was eating ice cream with you then…Kevin and Dongho from U-KISS, Youngmin&Kwangmin from Boyfriend and Zelo and Jongup were shooting ice cream at me with an ice cream gun, then I was being chased by the scream…” Christine laughed, “You would, Chunji, but seriously, what are you going to do with, L. Joe?” I shrugged, “He doesn’t want to be friends with me anymore, Christine.” Christine suddenly grinned, “Lee Chanhee, I have a plan.” She told it to me and hope blossomed in me, I was going to get L. Joe back…

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