Whispers Of Regret | Hyunlix

Amertume - Bitterness

La trahison est une plaie qui saigne dans le silence.

Translation: "Betrayal is a wound that bleeds in silence."

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In the grandeur of Lee Mansion, where silence wrapped around like a velvet cloak, a soft knock echoed through the corridors. With a gentle sigh, the chestnut-haired spoke into the stillness, "Lix, I'm coming in." With cautious steps, he pushed the door open, revealing a room bathed in a gentle, dim light.

Shadows waltzed along the walls, their dance illuminated only by the faint glow of a lamp in the corner. Carrying a tray filled with food, he made his way towards the king-sized bed, where a figure nestled beneath the covers.

Setting the tray down on the nightstand, he reached for the remote and clicked on the lights, illuminating the room in a sudden burst of brightness. The light revealed the lavish beauty of Lee's younger son's bedroom, with its luxurious furnishings and elegant decor.

And there, nestled amidst the opulence, lay a young man with luscious blue hair peeking out from beneath the covers.

Approaching closer, the elder sat on the bed. "Lix, come on, it's been two days since you've had a proper meal. Are you really going to let yourself waste away like this?" With no reply, the elder let out a heavy sigh. "Yongbok-ah, do I have to drag you out of bed and spoon-feed you, or will you get up and eat?" But still, only silence answered. With a resigned breath, the chestnut-haired rose and firmly pushed aside the comforter, revealing the quivering form of the boy who had spent the entire day alternating between crying and sleeping from sheer exhaustion.

A heavy sigh broke the stillness. It was the elder, weary from worry, who spoke up again. "Lix, baby," he began, his voice laced with concern, "if you continue like this, it hurts Hyung, Eomma, and Appa. They're not eating well because of you, and Hannie has been missing school."

The younger, nestled within the confines of his room, remained silent. The elder continued, his words a gentle plea for understanding. "I've given you space, we all have, but if we give any more, you'll become nothing but a shell of bones. Hannie is on the verge of bursting into your room; you know how he is. He'll force you to eat."

With each word, the elder's heart broke to see the younger grieving. "I've held him back because I wanted to give you time," he continued, "but it's been two days, and I can no longer bear to watch you waste away. If you don't get up now, I'll have no choice but to call him."

As the muffled sniffles grew louder, a sense of heartache washed over the older as he observed his baby brother in such distress. With a heavy sigh, he settled down beside him, the weight of worry evident in his demeanor.

"Lixiee, come here, cuddle up with Hyung," he murmured softly, his voice a gentle invitation. Instantly, the blue-haired turned around and enveloped the older in a tight embrace, burying his tear-streaked face against the elder's chest. Nestled against the older, the younger allowed himself to release the pent-up emotions, tears streaming down his cheeks as he sought comfort.

The older tenderly stroked the younger's hair, his own emotions threatening to spill over. "Lixiee," he began, his voice a gentle murmur, "do you know just how much you mean to Hyung?" With a sigh, he continued, "And I understand what you're thinking, but no, baby, you're not ugly. You're the most beautiful human in this world."