SANDARA'S POV
I closed the door behind me and sighed dreamily.
Wait, why am I sighing dreamily? This is Jiyong for christ's sake. I should not sigh dreamily.
Cursing at myself, I trudged towards my room in the dark apartment.
"Where have you been?"
ACK! OOOOFFFFF!
I dropped to the floor with a thud, my face coming in contact with the hard wood floor. "Shit!" I cursed out grabbing my face in pain.
A light flickered over the living room making me snap my head towards the source and there I see my brother's face illuminated by the light. "Where have you been noona?," he repeated.
I glared at him from my position and I am positively sure I saw his eyes widen and his adam's apple bob up in nervousness with the intensity of my glare but he still maintained his act, looking like a tough man but only I, his noona, could see how much of a pussy he is like his pet, Dadoong. HA!
I winced a little as I stood up, kicked the dirty laundry away from my feet. Gah, these boys are gonna be the death of me. They can't even put their dirty clothes in the hamper.
I stride towards him slapping the back of his head in the process. "You brat! Look what you did to my face," I pointed my now swollen face at him, "How can I attend first day of class tomorrow?!"
"Its fine," he answered while rubbing his head, "It's just swollen a little. People won't care anyway." He stood up facing me.
"I care!" I yelled rubbing my face while pouting at Sanghyun but he just grunted.
What's wrong with him?
"Where have you been by the way? We came back from the event and you're still gone. It's almost past midnight noona," Sanghyun looked at me dead on the eyes and there I clearly saw worry and fear, "You're new here noona, and you haven't been out much lately. I thought something happened to you," he moved to hug me which I returned, ".. and please answer your phone."
I sighed heavily patting his back.
He's right. I'm such a bad sister for letting him worry about me. He was tired from the event and because of my momentary brain lapse from the meeting with Jiyong I forgot that my little brother would worry for me. Aish, this kid. He somehow makes my heart melt from his actions.
"Mom and dad told me.."
I froze.
What.. "When?"
"A while ago when I came back from the awarding," he whispered.
"Doong-ah.." I started but he cut me off.
"That's why I was so worried noona," Sanghyun said burying his face on my shoulder, "I can't believe you didn't tell me," he inhaled loudly trying to find his words.
"It's been a few days since you lived with us and I have been so dumb not to ask why they sent you here. I'm so stupid for not making time for us to talk and catch up. Stupid stupid stupid!" he cried out against me. I had to fight back my tears as I felt him shake and hear him sniffle against me. "I'm sorry for not being there. I'm sorry noona. I wish I was there so I could protect you. I can't believe I was enjoying myself here while you were lying on a hospital bed," He choked back a sob, "I'm sorry noona.. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.." I felt him tighten his hug on me.
That's when I knew I hurt him. I kept the incident from him because I didn't want him to worry about me since he has all these promotions at hand but I guess sooner or later he had to find out.
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Non-FictionWho would think that Sandara Park, a normal college student trying Omegle, would trip herself into the world of K-pop when a stranger asked her, "R U HORNY?"
