celestial strings | h.js

two.

Felix hopped on his spot when you showed up at the glass doors. He squealed in celebration and left Hyunjin's side to jog over to where you were. Jisung pursed his lips into a smile when Felix almost tackled you to the ground with a hug. His eyes trailed from his excited friend to behind his shoulders, where Hyunjin and Seungmin were approaching. When Jisung caught Seungmin's eyes, Seungmin breathed a relieved sigh that reflected how Jisung himself felt about the ending of this stoic period.

There was a newfound perspective that Jisung was too absorbed in his sorrow to see before. The way Seungmin looked like the weight of responsibility got lifted off his shoulders, how Felix immediately trapped you in a tight embrace, and the fond smirk seeping onto Hyunjin's face—the hostile tension impacted everyone, and everyone was glad to see you again.

It was no news that you have blended into becoming an inseparable component of this friend group. But, with the tightly-bounded relationship you and Jisung share, it would slip his mind sometimes how much you were sewn into his friends' lives, to a point where the lack of your presence had caused a strain in their routine. The affectionate stake to Hyunjin's ego, the partnered softness in Felix's life, and the permanence in Seungmin's loyalty. This was never just about Jisung. This was about everybody, about friends who would lie and die for each other.

Jisung smiled at Seungmin when he was near the quiet boy standing a few feet away from the commotion by the convenience store doors. There wasn't anything they had to say to each other. The purposeful brush on the back of their hands conveyed gratitude.

"What did Jisung say about me?" Hyunjin asked, standing tall before you.

There was a ringing in your ear, but you ignored it. You eyed him with a playful glare. "Did you actually agree to touch dry ice with Jisung?"

He giggled and opened his arms to hug you. You accepted it begrudgingly. When his head lowered enough to your ears, he replied, "I was never going to let him do it. I gotta take care of him when you're not here, you know?"

That was how it was, you supposed. Initially, you thought Seungmin would be the one to look after everyone, but being the decision-maker of the group did not come with the kind of life skills that Hyunjin grew up being taught by his family. Felix lived in wealth, Jisung's parents did everything for him, and Seungmin could negate most responsibilities in return for academic success. Hyunjin juggled every homely activity to support his parents' lack of presence at home.

From cooking to cleaning, fixing clothes to perfectly putting on a mattress cover, making a doctor's appointment to negotiating grocery prices—Hyunjin has always been the person to go to. You appreciated his help whenever you, surprisingly, needed it.

You hummed, attempting to relish in Hyunjin's lanky figure, but the ringing in your ears bothered you. There was nothing in the atmosphere. The ringing came from a sense of sudden dread, a downcast of paranoia. Something was coming. Something was coming directly at you. You raised your hand, the green strings you felt glad you hadn't taken off yet, and you discreetly muttered a chant under your breath just as the convenience store collapsed onto you and Hyunjin.

A hammering in Felix's ears came from witnessing a natural hazard. The dust drowned his eyes, but he found looking away from the fallen building impossible. He shook his head and attempted to steady his heavy breathing. No, this wasn't a natural hazard. He did not feel anything. The ground did not shake under his feet, the ocean had not covered the city, and the wind did not pick up across the map. The convenience store collapsed onto his friends because something he couldn't clearly pick out crashed into it.

Seungmin grabbed Felix's hand and pulled the stunted boy to his side. His other hand restricted Jisung's haphazard and impulsive movement. The tightness of his hands wrapped around his friends' helped cease the tremors traveling across his arms, but the clear suspicion of what could have possibly caused such a commotion struck a permanent fear in Seungmin's chest. It would be best to wait it out. It would be best to trust you and wait it out in case someone none of them can deal with comes into the picture.