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"Auntie

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"Auntie.."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think.." He doesn't even know what got into his mind that he was going to ask this to his auntie. She probably doesn't know about it anyways.

"Do I think what?"

"Do you think it's possible for a guy mono to have his probe as a guy also?" He probably looks ridiculous right now.

His auntie gave him a weird look, he knew it, he shouldn't have asked about it.

"What makes you ask about that? Is your probe a guy?" His eyes suddenly widened and avoided her auntie's gaze.

"No! That can't be right?" His auntie chuckled and placed the plate of pancakes on the table.

"I actually have heard about it and I think it was really possible" his heart suddenly beat faster in uneasiness.

"That can't be" Asahi mumbled to himself. He can't accept it, can't he change his probe? Or more on can he change his fate?

"Anyways, I'll be leaving later. Don't forget to contact me after your classes okay?" Having a journalist auntie was surely stressing him out.

He was often left out the house and his auntie would always call to consult him or ask him how his day went. I mean he totally understand his auntie's job but it kinda saddens him so much that he couldn't spend time with her.

"Asahi, you are making this hard for me. Don't make that face or I would be so guilty for leaving you for work" His auntie joked.

"Don't worry, I will call you if I am free. And maybe if we finished the observation immediately, I will make sure to come home before the month ends"

Asahi smiled at her and nodded his head.

"Don't forget to call me" Asahi wished before leaving.

"Of course, and don't forget to bring your probe here when I came back okay" hearing that from her auntie just makes his blood boil.

There's no way he'll accept him as his probe.

The japanese was walking along the hallways with his earphones on making sure that he can't hear anyone.. especially that guy's annoying voice.

He entered the room and saw the few boy classmates of him, playing with their phones. He didn't mind them at all as he sat down and took his biology book to review for the exams.

He was focusing on the biology book he was reading when he felt a familiar presence from his back.

He turned to his side and it was totally a wrong move when he saw the mask guy again, his face were placed on his shoulders and both of his arms were wrapped around the younger.

"I bought you a gift" he beamed, his eyes were focused in front of him so he looked on what gift he was talking about.

He saw various of gray cards that was held by the masked guy. But every card has each distinct shade. Asahi doesn't know what's so unique about this thing.

"What is that?" the younger annoyingly asked while his eyes were still at the color chart.

"This is what they call color chart" Jaehyuk answered while taking advantage of their faces' distance to each other.

Just hearing the word 'color' just makes him annoyed.

"Put that thing away, I don't need it" he coldly mumbled as he harshly pushed the older away from him. But he was too consistent of showing him the chart.

He wrapped again his arms around his neck and pulled his mask down without the younger knowing.

"Asahi, that's your name right?" The younger was startled and immediately looked to the older.

The moment their eyes connected again, colors were once again rushing through his eyes.

Asahi was completely unprepared of what is happening. He doesn't even know that the older's mask was off.

His eyes were starting to get blurry again. His body felt heavier as he was staring at his eyes and his head was started to become a little painful like he was having migraines.

Jaehyuk smirked at him seeing the older's state. When Asahi finally passed out, he immediately carried him towards the clinic.

Jaehyuk took the chance to examine his mono's face. He slowly caressed his cheeks, liking how it was delicate and soft.

This time, he slowly brushed his hands to his smooth and silky hair before getting closer to his ears, preparing to whisper something to his ears.

"I'll help you see colors again"

To be continued..

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