►Ed Sheeran - All Of The Stars

A/N: Sorry it's a short chapter xx

A day after his marriage, Jongin found himself sitting behind his office desk. His honeymoon with Seul Ra was delayed due to an awful storm in Bali Island. Deep inside he felt glad. He have no desire to act like he is happy right now. He have no desire to pretend.

After the incident on his wedding, Kyungsoo was nowhere to be found. He have no desire to search for Kyungsoo either. He have no desire to do anything.

His office looked so strange and empty in his eyes, that was the moment when he didn't know who he was. He didn't know what was his purpose on life.

Jongin took a pen and journal book from his desk drawer. He sighed before he started to write.

♦♦♦

This is the hardest part to explain. Did you ever fell in love with someone and know that you would never be able to have them?

Because I do.

I have a step brother.

Do Kyungsoo.

I love how his name rolled in my tongue smoothly. It's unfortunate that I couldn't hear how he speak my name but I love the way he drew my name everywhere.

Sometimes late at night when we were both sleeping together with my back facing him, he would invisibly draw my name on my back. I remember how my back shuddered and how much I wanted to turn around just to kiss him. I don't because that was not something you do with your step brother.

Kyungsoo hyung is mute. He couldn't utter any words and sometimes I hate him for that. Sometimes I wished I was the one who is mute, not him. Do you want to know why? Because I would rather become mute than have a million words that keep clouding in my mind yet I have no guts to spill those words.

Sometimes when our eyes met I could see his eyes spark in love for me. The same spark that I have in my eyes every night after everyone was asleep. After turning 13 we had different rooms but sometimes I would sneak into his room and watch the way he sleeps. How steady his breath was and I wonder why do I suffocate.

The first time I met him, I was captivated. He reminded me of my long gone mother. His eyes looked like a blue summer sky and when I found out that he's mute, I fell for him even more. My father asked me when I chose him to be my new brother, "But he's mute and he looks sad. Are you sure you don't want a normal brother?"

I don't know how my father define normal but the eight year-old me exclaimed, "You need to see him smile. He's so beautiful."

My father raised his eyebrows "Beautiful? He's a boy, Jongin. He is not beautiful."

I shook my head l