Youngjae boringly kicked some small gravels on his way, witnessing sunset glowing to the right of this bridge. He had no idea of the reasons why he was dragged into the “searching the bastard (Daehyun) case” whereas at this time he could be comfortable inside his house, watch TV and relax. But he decided to wander along the bridge, he wanted to get rid of the uneasy feeling inside anyway. This kind of reaction had never raised when Daehyun disappeared. What the hell ? He didn’t care if Jung Daehyun went diying or not, or that he die would be as a good riddance

“Aish… how annoying !!” he cursed himself, like there was someone’s hand tightened the knot in his stomach, frustrated feeling.

Daehyun had no connection to his life ! He was nothing ! He-

…was sitting on the edge of the river right there.

That’s it ? Out of everyone, he was the one who found him ?

Sighing, he sent Junhong a quick message, telling him Daehyun was found before putting his phone back to the pocket, unsure what to do next.

Daehyun looked really strange. His gaze fixed on the sunset far away, tired expression, like disembodied, his soul had flied away, leaving the senseless body sitting there behind. He looked like a doll. Youngjae wanted to kill himself because of that thought, but so (?)… he couldn’t think about anything else. Daehyun trully looked like a doll. He took this moment to observe the brunette properly : his face was handsome, big eyes, high nose, full lips… He gigled when he explored that everything was big on Daehyun’s face, so were some acnes. But they seemed unnoticable because his handsome face attacked people instead. Including him. After all, he hated Daehyun, just because they always praised Daehyun more handsome than him. But he had his own proud anyway, he had an excellent brain.

He and Daehyun… they were so different.

“Stared enough ?”

Youngjae was taken a back, realising Daehyun were talking to him.

“Who are staring at you ?”

“Yah, I can see it clearly. I’m not dumb.”

“More than me”

Daehyun groaned, turned to see him face to face “I don’t have lust to fight at the moment” He stared back into the elder’s orbs, and felt something different “I’m sorry.”

He swallowed hardly “We are looking for you.”

Daehyun scoffed “Oh really ?” The smile vanished “Leave me alone. I need nobody to care for me” he murmured “I'm fed up with you, fed up with everything !”

Youngjae retorted “What ? You are sick, and leaving out of sudden. You make Yongguk hyung and Himchan hyung worry, Jongup as well. They are searching you, hoping you’re fine, they care about you, at least you should tell them a word. And now you’re sitting here alone and say that you need nobody to interfere, so I’m sorry, I did it, and so did the other, and you should be thankful because you still have somebody don’t wanna leave you alone !” He stopped to catch his breath.

“…”

“Don’t be selfish”

Daehyun held his face on his palms and closed his eyes “You can’t help with anything”

“May be I can’t, but you still have Yongguk hyung, Himchan hyung and your cousin. You know you can share with them if you need-”

“I don’t want to”

“Oh really ? Then you’re a loser”

“You don't dare…”

“Keep it and more pain..” he uttered softly, enough for Daehyun to hear. The latter looked at him, wanting to say something but stopped it nonetheless. Honking cars echoed around them non-stop. The sun was hidden completely, the sky was painted by a bright purple. The city was beautiful and peaceful.

He wished they could be peaceful like that.

Daehyun chuckled again.

“You’re weirdo, piggie”

“I’m not. You are the one who is weird here.”

Daehyun jumped off the railing, down to the ground and stepped closer to the younger. Youngjae looked straight into his eyes, his fists closed, trembling. Too close. He had never thought about being weak in front of the brunette before. What’s wrong with him ?

But Daehyun’d said nothing, done nothing, just stood there and stared deeply into his eyes. He found it was hard to breathe, he wanted to look somewhere else but he couldn’t, he couldn’t get a hold of himself anymore.

Daehyun opened his mounth, but again, nothing came out. Daehyun looked at him, his gaze softened. He felt numb, he wanted to know what was going through the older's mind this moment . His thought always was a mistery to him.

“Really… I’m not…” he stuttered.

Stuttered ?

“…?”

Daehyun bit his lip, frowning, like he wanted to do something, say something, but tried to hold back. He felt uncomfortable with their silence. He wanted Daehyun to be like his own manner everyday, tossing him paperballs, or whatever, playing tricks on him… better than standing before him this close, without a single spoken word. He held the hem of his shirt tightly, sweating.

“Throughout many years, I still cannot…”

On a super short moment, Daehyun’s hands strongly cupped his face, then a pair of soft lips met his own soft ones.

His breathe hitched.

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AN : well another update for you guyssss :)

yeah... actually I split this chapter into 2 since it's too long.

Nothing really happened the previous chap huh ? ;)

As I promised, Daejae now happened xD

Do you guys like it or not ? Just let me know ^^

I'll try to update soon LOL

See ya :D