"Heeseung—" The loud slam of the door echoed throughout the room, the maid paused, squinting her eyes at the sight of the two young boys–being very close to each other.
"AH, SHIT!" Heeseung yelled and fell off the chair along with Sunoo on top of him. The maid froze, her face questioning the situation. "I'm sorry to interrupt," she bowed hastily and tightly closed the door, leaving the two boys in the room alone, once again.
Heeseung peered down at Sunoo and immediately jumped off. "Oh my–shit, I'm s-sorry, I kinda panicked." He stumbled to form the correct words, tripping over each and every word.
His face was burning up, the sensual feeling was growing and he felt something hardening. 'Oh hell nah, Heeseung–not the time!' He awkwardly coughed and finally glanced at the younger who was still stumped over the moment. Although Heeseung had loathed Sunoo, he found the younger absolutely adorable; his cheeks would be puffy and would be red. Heeseung just gazed at the younger with a glint of sadness displayed in his eyes.
"Uhh, hyung...should I go home now?" Sunoo spoke up, waking Heeseung up from his trance. "It's getting late–it's around 7:24 right now."
Heeseung glanced at the clock placed on the table beside them and internally groaned. 'Why does he need to leave now? Should I ask him to stay for dinner–nah, that'd be too weird, especially coming from me.'
He walked over to his bed, paying no attention to the younger, who looked at him in perplexion, he slumped on his bed and stared at the ceiling, then glanced at the younger who stood there like a statue–harshly judging the older; he furrowed his eyebrows and glared at the older.
"C'mere." Heeseung assertively spoke up, catching the younger off guard. "W-what? I asked if I should leave–unless you need help with something else?" Sunoo slowly started walking near the older's bed. "Just come here, dammit, you talk too much." Heeseung rolled his eyes and turned to his side to observe the younger more clearly.
Once Sunoo was standing in front of his bed, he patted the space beside him. Sunoo's eyes widened, he felt uncomfortable upon the thought of something that isn't appropriate. "What do you mean? Wh–why do you want me to be in the same bed with you?" Sunoo had to be braver, he couldn't always let the stronger control and manipulate him.
Heeseung frustratedly sighed and grabbed Sunoo's wrist, pulling him onto the bed with him. Sunoo yelped in surprise and faced the older. Heeseung was laying sideways, and so was Sunoo. Both males just stared into each other's eyes, not wanting to utter a word. Sunoo's fox-like eyes contained bright stars inside them–it felt as if one would drown in them if they stared for long enough. Heeseung didn't want that, he wanted to be the only one drowning inside Sunoo's starry eyes.
From Sunoo's perspective, Heeseung's eyes were dark black. Although Heeseung had doe, Bambi-like eyes, his eyes contained the emptiness of the dark sky at night. His eyes were colored with gloom–bleak, and dreary. 'Is he okay?' Sunoo wandered in his thoughts, still not breaking the locked eye contact between the two. Though it was only for a few seconds, it felt as if they've been the only ones in the world at that moment.
"Sunoo, I hate you. I hate you for existing. I hate how you always smile although you have nothing–why–how can you smile through all this? I hate it, I hate you–I hate everything–I hate how Ni-ki treats you–I hate how you absolutely loathe me..." Heeseung felt like crying–he wanted to yell and gasp for air but he couldn't. A tear escaped from his dark void eyes, and Sunoo didn't fail to notice the glistening tear.
"Hyung...I.." He immediately engulfed the older in a gentle, warm hug, paying no attention to his surroundings. 'This is what mom had told me to do as a child.' Sunoo rubbed his back, while letting Heeseung sob quietly into the crook of his neck. Both males were still laying down, Heeseung's face buried into Sunoo's neck, light sobs engulfing the hollow and dark bedroom. "It's okay to cry hyung, it's okay to let it all out at once. I know the feeling..." Sunoo mumbled while pulling the older closer. Sunoo's shirt was getting wet from the hot teardrops but he couldn't care less.
He remembered what his mom had told him as a child.
"Sunoo-yah, whenever you see a person crying, don't hesitate to comfort them–like how mom does to you when you're sad, hmm? Give them a nice, warm hug and rub their back like this." His mom enveloped Sunoo in a gentle hug and soothingly rubbed his back. "Like this, okay?" She pulled away and faced the younger with a soft smile. "If they are unable to talk to you, don't force them–just stay with them until they feel better, understand?" She gently ruffled his hair and smiled. "You need to be nice to everyone, even if they are mean to you...everyone has problems–everyone goes through something bad in life, and everyone has a reason to be the way they are. So, before you judge anyone, learn more about them and try understanding them."
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'A lot has happened today...' Sunoo released a small sigh. "Hyung, are you feeling better now? Want me to get you some water–or would you wanna eat something?" Sunoo muttered, trying his best to comfort the older. Heeseung nodded, his head still buried in the crook of Sunoo's neck. "Hold on, I'll be right back." Sunoo was about to gently sit up, but Heeseung pulled Sunoo back by grabbing his waist. "Stay here for now, I'm not hungry, nor tired–just wanna stay like this for a while...at least before he gets home." He mumbled the last part, which was barely heard by Sunoo, but he had caught on.
'I don't think it'll be appropriate to ask him right now.' Sunoo didn't want to hurt the other, so he decided to keep his curiosity within himself. "You're probably wondering what the actual fuck is going on right now...but just, don't tell anyone about this–forget about everything after you leave this place. Just–just, stay for now."He pulled Sunoo closer to him and engulfed him in another hug. This time, instead of feeling calmer and collected, Sunoo panicked. 'Shit, shit–I'm fucking blushing right gasdaskdgfdjsf.' His breath hitched, and his body stiffened. He slowly moved his right arm and rubbed circles at the back.
"Hyung...what if someone walks in...they'll think that were doing s-s-something el–else..." Sunoo mumbled, to which Heeseung frustratedly groaned. "I know..." He sighed and decided to back away. Just then, there was a knock at the door, causing both of the males to flinch. "He's probably home by now." Heeseung heaved a breathy sigh and stood up, wiping his wet eyes. "You should probably go home now–and forget about everything. I'm sorry, this was all weird for you–and me, I don't know what came over me...I just needed someone to hug." He muttered, not daring to meet eyes with the younger one.
"Hyung....if you ever need something, just talk to me. I know you don't like me, but that doesn't mean that I feel the same way." Sunoo basically half lied. He had loathed Heeseung from the bottom of his heart, but now...he wasn't so sure about that anymore. "Don't lie to me, Kim Sunoo. Just leave." He walked off, not sparing a single glance at the younger.
When Heeseung opened his room door, there was a maid standing at the door, patiently waiting for a response. "Ah! You're here! Your father has requested to see you in his office." She bowed and was about to walk away, but Heeseung grabbed her arm, stopping her from doing so. "Don't let my father know about him, just escort him out of the house." Heeseung sent daggers toward the female, which sent goosebumps down her spine, so she nodded and scurried off. Heeseung glanced back at Sunoo, who was now standing beside the bed. "The maid is going to escort you out of the house–take your normal bus and go home. Be safe." He spoke in a croaky tone and disappeared into the long, narrow hallway.
"I'm so lost right now, but okay." Sunoo fiddled with his fingers while glancing around the brown room, finally getting the chance to observe his surroundings.
The room was magnificently furnished with dark-light brown furniture, along with a dark green sofa placed in front of the broad TV. Right behind the bed, the flower-shaped lamps were emitting a glimmering hue of light. In the middle of the room, there was a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and there were several plants decorated around the room.
(This is what the room looked like, just imagine it during nighttime)
His thoughts were interrupted due to the low knock on the door. His gaze averted from the chandelier to the maid situated in front of the door.
"Sir, please follow me. The master has ordered us to safely escort you outside." She bowed and gestured to the brown-haired to follow along. He hesitantly nodded and trailed behind her until they had reached outside of the house. "Also, master wanted to say this: '"Thank you Sunoo, get home safely and try to forget about everything, although it might not be possible." The maid politely smiled and bowed. Sunoo bowed back and strode away.
'How can I forget what had just happened? You're confusing me, hyung...'