Error Code 404 (Saeran x Reader x Saeyoung) {Completed}

Just Like Old Times (Saeran After Ending) {Part 3}

"Saeran, we're home!" Saeyoung shouted. There was no response, like usual. Saeyoung sighed and took his wet shoes off along with his socks, I did the same. "I'm going to go get changed."

"I did laundry this morning so you can find your clothes in there." I said as I hopped up the three steps that lead to the bedroom.

I walked through the doorway that lead to out bedroom to see Saeran sitting up in his bed with his face in a book. I felt my face start to heat up as my mind flashed back to what had happened. I shook the thoughts out of my head and took a deep breath before I walked over to my dresser.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as I opened a drawer, taking out a towel. I put the towel onto my head and ruffled my hair to somewhat dry it, or at least make it so it wasn't dripping everywhere. I sighed and walked over to my bed which was located right next to Saeran's. Yes, the three of us share a room which most, cough cough, Zen, cough cough, thinks is a bad idea, but there hasn't been any problems.

I plopped down onto my bed bouncing a little. I looked over to Saeran who's nose was still in the book. "I hope you've been resting." no reply. As my eyes scanned over Saeran's figure I noticed some blood on his hand. My eyes narrowed and I got up off of the bed. I took two steps and sat down on his bed.

"Can I see your hand?" I asked, there was no response. "Let me see your hand." I said, my voice more stern. "Saeran, let me see your hand." I demanded. He still didn't listen, he didn't even acknowledge my existence. I sighed in frustration. I crawled closer to him and grabbed the book out of his hand, tossing it to the side. "Don't ignore me," I said firmly. For a split second his mint green orbs met my (e/c) ones. As soon as our eyes met he looked down at his lap. I took note at his cheeks which were pink but quickly turned my attention to his hands. I grabbed his hand and tried lifting it up, only for it not to budge. "Saeran, you're hurt, let me see... Please."

"Why do you care?" he asked.

"What?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"Why do you care?" he repeated, "After what I did, I don't understand how you can even be near me."

"Saeran I-"

"How aren't you mad? How can you act like nothing happened? How come you can act so calm and collected while I feel like this when I'm around you. I don't get it..." he mumbled. I didn't know what to say to that. For once in my life I was speechless. There was a long pause before I decided to say something.

"Honestly... I am a little mad... But I know that what you did you didn't mean." I said, my face heating up a little. "I could tell when that happened it wasn't you who was doing it. I can't be mad at you for doing something that you really had no control over." I gripped onto Saeran's sheets as I spoke to comfort me sort of. "And about the last question... Can you elaborate?" I gulped the ball that was forming in my throat. If what Saeyoung said was true I wanted to hear it myself.

"I just... I feel weird around you... I don't know how to explain it." Saeyoung's words rung out into my head as he said that.

I knew that he liked you but...

"Does your heart race when I'm here?" I asked, "like there's a weight on your chest and a ball in your throat? Like you're nervous but excited at the same time?" there was a long pause before Saeran slowly nodded... Yes. My eyes widened, what Saeyoung was true, he really does like me.