Be Back

My Brothers
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-One year later-

"~~~~~ ah!" Woohyun yelled, chasing after you. "Don't run too fast or you'll trip!"

You continued running without a care in the world. "Slowpoke!" You laughed and ran off, tugging L.joe along. Woohyun stared at you, bewildered. "Me, slowpoke? I'll show you who's the slowpoke!" He stormed after you. Infinite followed closely behind.

Today was Sungjong's death anniversary. You were elated to see your brother again.

"Come on!" You pulled L.joe, leading him through the rows and rows of tombstones. The sun's warm beam spilled and scattered everywhere and wind lightly blew, making you feel light-hearted.

"Sungjong's in a good mood today huh." L.joe chuckled, ruffling his own hair. *Of course.* You beamed. Only your boyfriend and you knew about this little secret. 

And the secret was that, sungjong's mood depended on the weather.

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After a few days since Haewon and Hana got arrested, the weather turned cold and it started snowing. You hopped out of your bed, gazing at the beautiful sight from your window.

*If only sungjong was here to build a snowman with me.* You sighed, leaning your cheek against the cold glass. Just then, you spotted a real snowman in your small yard. 

*What?* You straightened up, staring at the brown buttons which was the snowman's eyes. *That snowman...just popped up out of nowhere.* Twigs formed its mouth and it has a small stone for its nose.

And around it's neck was sungjong's scarf.

*Sungjong. You came back!* You scrambled out of your seat, and ran out of the door, not caring if you were only clad in a simple sweater and shorts.

Woohyun immediately grabbed his jacket. "Yah, where are you going?" He asked, following you.

You went into the yard, walking towards the snowman. The cold wind blewing against your frail body was like icicles poking into your skin but you didn't care. You touched the warm scarf around it's neck. 

The snowman was real. It was not just your vision.

"Woah." Woohyun placed the jacket over you and then patted the snowman's round head with his bare hands. "You build this?" He asked in awe, but his face fell when he saw the scarf.

"Don't tell me..." He stepped back, looking at you and then the snowman again.

"Sungjong did this?" You and woohyun whispered in unison.

-

"Sungjong!" You giggled, placing the lilies on his tombstone. You placed the flowers on top of his grave and squatted down. L.joe followed you and squatted down too.

"Hi, brother-in-law." He joked.

"Yah.

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ChoiHyemin
#1
Chapter 39: Aww....my lovely ricky is a sweet person. He is soo cute. If i'm be the girls i will choose ricky since my bias is him hahahaa xD

This is soo sad that Sungjong sacrificed his love to prove that he is good brother.....and i feel so mad with Hana and his sister. Why Chunji must fall for that girls in the first place..

Anyway thanks author ni. For write such a nice story ^^
kudofralaxy
#2
Chapter 39: IM CRYING AND THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT !! T^T
Chocoholic_Exo-L #3
Chapter 39: Sungjong is the real main character in this story. BWAHHHH >o< TTWTT
_j1008
#4
Chapter 39: omg i cried, i didn't expect Sungjong to be dead T^T
Jennyskater #5
Chapter 39: I swear I was crying, when I read that Sungjong does omg.... The feels :'( but seriously this story is really good ;) keep up coming with more stories!
missdauxian
#6
Chapter 39: still, I love this fanfic.. :) well written authornim!
missdauxian
#7
Chapter 39: I don't like the idea that Sungjong dies just to prove himself but like what author-nim says, he needs too.. :((
What happened to teentop and their dad? Was Haewon a lunatic?
Eyshah
#8
Chapter 39: You r stor is JJang!! I luv it .... so much ... !!and ur writing skill is easy to understand and imagine it ... thnk u !!#^_^
Feliceheartskey #9
Chapter 38: Why must sung Jong die
byunghunaaa
#10
Chapter 39: I *sniff* cant *sniff* accept the fact that *sniff * sungjong is *sniff* dead