Chapter 2 - Lonely

He leaned against the window, head resting on his hand as he stared out of the window. The scene wheezed past him quickly as the car sped past. He sighed heavily, moist breath fogging the cold window. The snow gently fell outside the car, casting a white layer over the ground. He wanted to be out there, feeling the cold contact of the snow tingling with the surface of his skin, not inside the warmth of the car.

“Hyung....”

His ears barely caught the soft whisper that came out of the maknae’s mouth. He turned and looked at the member, the only other brother he had left with him in the company. Changmin’s eyes were full with concern for the leader. Yunho gave him a tight smile, before turning away.

“It’s fine Changmin.”

He felt guilty for lying to the maknae, but he knew that he had to do it. He had no other choice. But truthfully, will everything be ok?

He don’t know. When had it ever been ok? Things had never been the same since they left. The soft music of the radio that Changmin had just floated into his ears.

“Hello, everyone! How are you?”

Sungmin and Ryeowook. His Super Junior dongsaengs were hosting the daily radio, Sukira.

“It’s December already! Christmas is coming! So from the viewer’s demands, we have decided to replay a popular song!”

December eh? Another cold Christmas without them. Another cold Christmas that will only consist of two, not five. Another lonely Christmas. He sighed again as he leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.

Has it really been this long already? 9 years since DBSK debuted, around 6 years since Cassiopeia has been officially formed and almost 3 years since their heart had died.

jinagaberoin eorin sijeoren

pungseoneul tago naraganeun yeppeun kkumdo kkeotji

His eyes flew open as the painful yet familiar voices drifted into his ear. Changmin quickly reached over and turned off the radio, but it was too late. The damage had already been done. Yunho let out a shaky breath and he gripped his arm rest tightly, knuckles turning white from the strength that he had exerted, fingernails digging into the expensive leather, leaving prints. He barely noticed Changmin reaching over and massaging his tense shoulders. It was only after getting his emotions into control, did he then dare to open his eyes, only to find Changmin’s dark browned ones staring back at him

“Hyung....”

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