“OPPA!”
Sehun stopped in his tracks. He looked at a little girl calling out to him. "Yes?" he replied as he approached.
"Help him!!!"
Sehun saw a boy who now just looked down without speaking and moved an inch. He looked at the girl again and took a deep breath. He crouched down.
"Hey, are you okay?"
The incident happened at the playground not far from his house – according to Sehun-. He looked at the girl who was just silent and watching.
"What happened to him?"
"Don't know, but he cuddenly caiilent and klay"
"Hey~"
The boy finally lifted his face. Then he cried. It was very loud and loud. Sehun looked at him confused.
"Oh, Ai mach go home! DAAAAHH!!”
“H-HEY!!”
Sehun looked at the boy. His hand moved to touch the boy's arm. "You are okay?" asked Sehun who luckily got the attention of the boy who was now looking at him with his watery eyes.
"What's your name?"
“T-ten—sob”
"Ten?"
"Eung"
Sehun wiped the tears on the face of the little boy who seemed to be two years younger than him. "Why are you crying?"
"Tenie foygett... sob, foygett yumahhh"
"You forgot your house?"
"Eung!!"
“Okay, um… how about looking for it with hyung?”
Ten looked at Sehun's outstretched hand then grabbed it. The two then walked together, following Sehun's instincts.
"What's Ten's house like?"
“Molla~ baattt!! They ich a gatee!!”
"Color?"
“Byeck!”
“Okay”
Sehun checked every house with a black fence. Until little Ten shouted and pointed at a house.
“DET!! MAI HOUCCCHH!”
Sehun escorted Ten there, until the gate which turned out to be guarded by a security guard. The security guard immediately approached them and he knew Ten, Ten also knew him. After Sehun explained the situation, the security guard nodded in understanding. He thanked Sehun who just turned around.
“HENCOM YUNG GOMAOOO!!”
Sehun turned and waved his hand before he stepped back with his two hands tucked into his trouser pockets.
In his footsteps he kicked every pebble that was in front of his feet. The wind was blowing hard. Sehun started to feel the cold friction. He remembered, He should not be too tired and be in a cold place. His footsteps stopped.
He looked around. His brows furrowed. "Shit. Where I am” he cursed after not recognizing the houses and streets around him.
He turned around. Feeling the wrong way, he retraces his steps but then sighs when he finds an intersection.
"Damn. Why do all the roads look same now?” he complained. Is it his turn now to be lost? Sehun sighed.
"Huuhh" he moaned as he walked back following his instincts, he just walked away with a blank mind and eyes looking around, watching which way he remembered.
"Hey!"
Sehun stopped his footsteps when an ahjusshi with his motorbike stopped near him. "You know house number 34 block B?"
"I don't know"
"Are you sure?"
"I'm lost too, uncle. I just moved here”
The man sighed. "You want me to help?" he asked to which Sehun shook his head.
"No, I can do it myself"
Sehun walked back straight. The path is a derivative at the end of which Sehun can see a river stretching. He wanted to go to the park near the river. He thought, his father would be able to find him if he waited in a place where many people used to visit.
The neighborhood of Seoul looks distinctly different from that of Beijing. At least, where he used to live, everyone was busy with each other and only said hello when they knew him. But this place doesn't seem to be.
Sehun hasn't been here twenty-four hours yet and he already feels like a lot of people are bothering him.
"You want some chocolate?"
He took a deep breath.
Sehun looked up to see a halmeoni handing him a chocolate bar. Sehun shook his head. He remembered his parents' advice not to accept food or drink from strangers.
"Come on, take one"
“No need, halmeoni”
"Why? This is free"
"I don't want to"
"Do you think I'm a bad person?! I'm not evil! Come on! Take this!"
"Don't want to-
"Give it to me, please?"
Sehun turned around. He looked at the person in strange clothes bent down and took the chocolate from Halmeoni's hand.
"Thank you very much halmeoni" he said in a sweet voice that made Sehun shake his head in disbelief.
"Come on!"
"HEY! DO NOT TOUCH ME!"
Little Sehun struggled when his hand was held and he was asked to leave from there. He beat the hand that was holding his hand.
"I will not kidnap you. Shut up!”
“HOW CAN I BE SILENT IF PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW TAKE ME AWAY HUH?!! I WILL CALL 119!!”
Sehun was still trying to let go of his hand. But the man's hand gripped his wrist very tightly. He took Sehun to a park that Sehun really wanted to go to. Only then did he let go of Sehun's hand.
"Halmeoni has a mental disorder, just take the chocolate from her and if you don't want to eat it you can throw it away"
“It's up to me!!”
“That will help her, rather than you rejecting chocolate from her! That would make her pain even worse—
"None of my business!!"
"You are really!! is doing that so hard—
"I said. Its. Not. My business!”
Sehun looked at the person with a thick oversized jacket in jet black, a black hat, sunglasses and a black mask.
"Are you a terrorist?"
"Hey!"
"Why are you dressed like that?! Not hot?!"
"Not"
"You're an actor? Or a singer?”
"No"
"Then?"
"I'm hiding"
"From?"
"There is, someone. None of your business. Boy!”
Sehun sighed. He saw the man walk towards a swing and sit on it.
"Where's your father?"
"At home maybe, or frantically looking for me?"
“You left without telling him?!”
"Yes"
"Then?! Why not go home?!”
Sehun keep silemt. Not wanting to admit that he—
"Are you lost?"
"Annie"
"Lie!"
“This ahjusshi is so noisy! Take care of yourself ahjusshi!”
“How can we take care of ourselves!! Did you grow up on your own?! Not being taken care of by your parents—
"YES! WHY?! THERE IS A PROBLEM?!"
Sehun angrily stomped his foot. He looked at the eyes that were closed by the black glasses and then chuckled in disgust and walked away from him.
"Damn. I hate this place,” he said as he stomped his feet without looking back.
The man sitting on the swing looked at the boy who was walking away and sighed. "If you don't want to be helped, okay!!" he said in a sulky tone. He stood up and went in the opposite direction from Sehun.
He lowered a little the mask he was wearing because it was tight. Rubbing his stomach, he slowly walked back to his house which was not far from the park.
"Chanyeol?"
“Eh, Joohyuk, are you home yet?”
"Where have you been? I am looking for you"
Chanyeol smiled. He was silent when Joohyuk approached him and hugged him. "I said not to be outside too long"
"I'm not long. Just take a short walk”
Joohyuk nodded. He grabbed Chanyeol's hand and led him into the house. Chanyeol walked straight to the kitchen to get a bottle of cold water and sat on a dining chair.
"I met an annoying kid earlier"
"Hmm? Annoying?"
"Yes! He answered to my every word, spoke impolitely, and even in a high tone!”
Joohyuk sat next to Chanyeol who started complaining about the boy. Starting from his impolite behavior when talking to Hallmeoni at the crossroads in front, also his behavior that shouted at Chanyeol also beat Chanyeol's hand that was holding his hand.
"This is the first time you've ever looked annoyed with a child"
“You have no idea how annoying he is! Let him still be lost and can't go home!" he asked before standing up, intending to go to his room but when he saw the pile of papers on the table he looked at him.
"What is that?"
“Movie and drama deals”
“WOULD YOU COMEBACK?!”
Joohyuk looked at Chanyeol then laughed. "Not. It's just that Jisoo brought it because an old friend gave it to him"
"Why? I mean it when I say I really like your acting.”
Joohyuk didn't answer. He was just silent, and Joohyuk's silence ended the conversation between the two. Chanyeol chose to return to the room to just lie down while Joohyuk stared at the pile of script papers with an indescribable deep gaze.
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“Hunnie doesn't like living here!!”
Sehun rages at the dining table. Tao found him earlier and took him home. Kris didn't even know that Sehun was out and had disappeared.
“Listen, everyone is annoying and troublesome!”
"Hunnie, that's a good environment, Hunnie has a lot of friends," said Kyuhyun, giving understanding.
“You don't need friends if they only come when you need help!”
"Hun-
"ARE YOU SERIOUS!! HUNNIE WANTS TO MOVE!!!"
Sehun pushed his plate away and ran upstairs. Kris looked at his son with furrowed brows.
“Why is he like a child—
Plakkk!!
"Ah!" Kris shrieked a little. He looked at Kyuhyun who had just hit his head with a golden spoon.
“Indeed he is still Young!! It was only natural that he would sulk. There!! give him understanding—
“Hhhhh… why me?”
"YOU'RE HIS FATHER!!"
Kris sighed. He gently massaged his temples. "Why did we move here anyway?" Kris asked Kyuhyun who didn't answer.
He relented and walked over to Sehun who was sulking in his room. Kyuhyun looked at Kris' back who was walking away.
'Because Chanyeol is here, Kris...'