cнαρтєя 3: уυинσ...

Junsu said he maid the breakfast next morning. I took a bite, and surprisingly it tasted pretty decent. Seeing Changmin’s weird body language, I sort of had a basic idea of the story. “Junsu-ah, really, don’t try anymore next time.” I said teasingly.

Junsu looked unexpected, then raised his hand to whack Changmin. “YAH! Didn’t you say it 100% will be super nice? Heh. You actually dare to call yourself a amateur cook!”

Changmin managed to force his laughter in, looking at me innocently and said, “Hyung~ Junsu is bullying me!” (A/N: yes dears. i know. the irony XP)

Yoochun definitely has none of Changmin's self-control, having rolled off his chair laughing.

"Eh?" Junsu asked, puzzled.

I couldn't help but let a smile break across my face. Pulling Yoochun up from below the table, I asked Junsu, “This is none of your work, neh Su?”

"EH? Hyung, how did you know?” Junsu looked utterly shocked.

"Aish. Just by eating it I know that I can never be you. Such… decent food, anyone normal will know you had forced Changmin to make it instead. You’re way too predictable Su.” I chuckled.

"But hyung~~~ I just can’t seem to make it!” Junsu grabbed my hand and swung it back and forth, pouting like a kid. “Hyung, how about you cook for us? I really missed your food!”

"NEH NEH!! Hyung~~" Changmin joined in the party.

"Neh, neh. I will." No matter how old they are, they will still be that bunch of cute babies.

After breakfast, Junsu and Changmin were acting like kids, refusing to go for work, until I had to promise that dinner tonight will definitely satisfy them. After they finally left, I started to prepare for tonight’s dinner while Yoochun went to his room to compose songs.

Sometime later, Yoochun came out for a break. "Hyung, are you tired?"

"Ani, ani!" I smiled, while praying that he won’t notice my pained expression.

"Liar. You're sweating all over, hyung. Stop trying to act stronger than you are! Is it hurting again?” Yoochun stated sternly as he helped me to the couch.

"Yeah." Since he had already knew, I might as well stop acting.

"Where's your medicine?" Yoochun asked.

"I-in the b-bag." I managed to say.

After taking some pills, the pain finally subsided.

"How long has it been hurting already?”

"Not too long. Maybe from the morning?”

"Vomited blood again huh." Looking straight into my shocked eyes, Yoochun explained before I could ask, “Saw it in the toilet this morning. The bloody tissues you used to wipe your mouth weren’t thrown away. I was afraid that Junsu or Changmin will see it, so I helped you to dispose it off.”

"Oh! Haha (>.<) I'm getting old now, aish. So forgetful nowadays.” I tried to change the subject, but Yoochun persisted.

"Hyung, I think you should be hospitalized for a while, just to see.” Yoochun suggested carefully.

"You know that I don't want to.”

I don't want to waste my life there. Plus, I don't have much time left…

"But-"

"No more buts, Yoochun! I really don’t have much more time. Later I’ll go see him, so to fulfill my last wishes.”

After a long pause, Yoochun finally nodded. “Fine.”

Following the address Yoochun gave me, I stood before a small condominium.

Just when I was about to go up and ring the doorbell, I suddenly lost my guts.

Yunho, did you miss me?

Your life now probably has no place for me, right?

My sudden appearance, can only bring more problems for you…

I took a step back, turning around.

So not meeting, is better?

As long as it is better to you, then it is better to me.

"Jiyun! Stop running everywhere!”

This voice...

Jiyun?

"The school bus is almost here!”

It's him! It really is him!

But just hearing his voice, I'm already having breathing difficulties.

Body frozen.

Eyes misting up.

It feels unreal…

7 years, I thought I would have forgotten.

But every single detail of you, is already forever carved in my memory.

"In the future, if we have a daughter, let’s call her Jiyun!”

You, you have kids now?

I dare not look back.

I'm afraid to see you, and that woman.

Maybe I should congratulate you. You can finally be a father now.

 …

When I reached home, Junsu and Changmin were already home.

"Hyung~ We've been waiting for super long!” Junsu complained cutely.

"Ah, mian. Hyung went grocery shopping, and the queue was unexpectedly long.” I swung the bags in my hands slightly. “I’ll start cooking now, just be a bit more patient, aroso?”

"Be fast, hyung! I'm so hungry I think I can even eat Junsu now!” Changmin added, patting his tummy.

Seeing their hopeful faces, my heart finally calmed slightly.

After 7 years, Yunho’s voice was too much for me to take.

Maybe, coming back is a mistake?

Yoochun slipped into the kitchen when Junsu and Changmin were busy arguing outside. “Hyung, did you see him?”

"Ani." I continued chopping my onions.

"Eh?" Yoochun asked, surprised.

"Yoochun, do you know if he has kids?” Aish, this onion is real strong.

"I'm not very sure. We hadn't contacted in quite a while.” Yoochun replied carefully. “Um hyung, how about I help you for a moment while you rest?”

"Ani, ani! I'm fine!" I wiped by face with my hand, but unfortunately the onion juice got into my eyes. AISH.

“Hyung! Is it done?” Junsu had to ran in this very moment. “Eh, hyung? Why are you crying? YAH, PARK YOOCHUN, what did you do to Jaejoong hyung?”

“A-ani!” Yoochun tried to defend himself.

“Huh? What’s wrong? Hyung?” Oh great, now even Changmin is here from Junsu’s shouting.

I quickly wiped off the tears. “Nothing nothing, its just the onion.” I explained, smiling.

“Oh!” Junsu looked relieved. “Then I’ll do it, hyung! My eyes are good! *did a superman pose* I’ll call you in later when I'm done okay?”

“Mhm.” I nodded, walking out.

Shortly after I sat down on the couch, Changmin placed a wet towel on my face gently. “Hyung, are you feeling better now?”

“Neh. Thanks, Changminnie.” I murmured gladly, leaving the towel on. Ah… it feels really comfortable!

“Hyung…”

“Mhm?” OMO I nearly fell asleep…

“If there’s anything troubling you, can you tell me as well?”

Changmin, you are so much more mature now…

“Dangyonhaji! I think it’s more of you, boy!” I lied, taking off the towel and throwing at Changmin.

Is this ‘me’ hyper enough to you?

Can this remove your worries?

“Hyung! I’m almost 30 now!” Changmin complained.

“So? Compared to me?”

Before Changmin could retort, Junsu walked out. “Hyung, it’s done!”

Wow. Really good eyes. There's not even a single drop of tear!

I went into the kitchen, only to see a crying Yoochun.

“Eh? Chunnie, why are you crying?” I went up to help him.

“Aish, Junsu threw the job at me after 30 seconds. What do you think I could do?” Yoochun asked, sighing in defeat.

I chuckled.

Those 2 are such jokes.

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