And why? We’re just going to your doctor. Do you need to wear formal clothes?” Junhui crossed his arms, raising his right eyebrow. He doesn’t know why in every conversation he had with his mother must be associate to the fact that his dad一their stronghold一is gone now, lifeless. He understands that it’s his mother’s way of reminding him that they are now alone and no one will be able to protect them any longer. Yet, he believes that his father is still protecting them silently from above一and he thinks it’s more effective.

He wasted no time an Sorry, I don’t know what he usually does and how long he is staying here since it’s my first time accompanying him. I bet you already memorized every step the doctor is doing since you’re the one who is always with him, right?” Chan proceeds with a wide smile and that makes Junhui feel so bad. Liar.” Wonwoo answered, eyes went from being messed up to being fierce. He can feel his hand forming a fist. Chan cupped Wonwoo's cheeks with his right hand. “Take the risk, Wonwoo. Take the risk or you'll lose the chance.” And for the last time, Chan pressed his lips to Wonwoo as an indication of his love for him, saying he's afraid of letting go of Wonwoo but he needed to. “I love you.”Hi, Junhui. I’m Chan.” Wonwoo’s boyfriend stretched out his arms and gladly introduced himself to Junhui. And a hard pang hit Junhui’s chest. What’s that? His heartbeat went faster than before. He doesn’t know why. He has no idea why and what’s the meaning of it. Really?” His mother retorted in surprise and rested her chin in her right hand, pausing what she was doing. “He usually went here early. He even waits for you every morning. Have you messaged him?” She asks his son. There’s something special today.” His best friend answered, letting him get whatever clothes he can get from the closet.

Jeon family’s wealth was all spent on his studies so he will not bother with it anymore and it’s enough. And Wen gave all of his needs and wants; what Junhui has, he also has. Until Wonwoo thought of something that could help him and he will no longer be a burden to his best friend’s family anymore. I think his fever is so high and he was shaking badly earlier.” Junhui peeks at Wonwoo who is breathing and sleeping peacefully; arm is still swathe in Junhui’s waist. “I think he just fell asleep.” Junhui was speechless. Hurt? Scared? Or let’s just say, Wonwoo has a point that it made him feel that the love he has for Wonwoo is invalid. Because what if? What if Wonwoo fell in love, took the risk and then they broke up? It’s complicated. Then make me understand Junhui.” He said, looking at his best friend and Junhui’s heart being stabbed for a thousand times, seeing his best friend hurting and he hates himself for being the main reason of his suffering.Please, Junhui?” Wonwoo smiled again at him and Junhui could feel a bullet being shot at his heart. Junhui was sent by his father to their graduation ball venue alone since Wonwoo will not attend the party. The truth is, he doesn’t want to go anymore because what? He is indisposed to attending the event. He doesn’t have any friend that is close enough to him to stay with him throughout the night and he know one person only who can bother to be with himㅡWonwoo. Junhui is also tired from being at the party. But he ended up going because his mother insisted that he needs to unwind and give himself a chance to rest from everything that happened to him. Plus, he will be graduating in a few weeks, he's going to leave the university so it is better for him to have at least one last elegant memory with this school. Yes, his parents know everything and it saddens them to learn about their son and his best friend’s state. Yet, they don’t want to bother and interfere in the situation. They respect Junhui and Wonwoo’s decision. Wonwoo kneaded his left chest where his heart was located and acted as if he was in pain hearing the song一he scrunched his nose. “Aaaahhhh.” He cried. Wonwoo wiped his hands with the towel next to the sink and left the utensils before giving it to Junhui so he went and sat down next to Junhui while waiting for it to dry. He fished his phone while listening to the song that Junhui is playing.

Junhui helped him. “No. School year is about to end. There’s nothing much to do in school, we can skip classes.” He said and opened the lunch box where the food was. “Plus, you’re not a nuisance. I’m your best friend and I am responsible for taking care of you, punk.” Junhui gives him a sarcastic, annoying face. Junhui smiled awkwardly. “We already got the chance to talk together and I think that's enough. I really need to go.” There was a moment of silence and the room was filled by the noise coming from the TV when Wonwoo spoke. “Why didn't you come with us earlier?”

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He remembered Chan sending him this message the last time he and Wonwoo went for a movie in the mall. And that was the start of him keeping a gap between him and his best friend. He started eating and enjoyed his food without pause so he finished his food within 3 minutes. Excited about how he will defeat those brat 6th graders who won over them last week. He thinks of many skills and practices a lot whenever he has a chance. He imprisoned Wonwoo’s hand on his and knelt down. “I will. I’ll just ask my mom what to do to you.” Junhui prepared himself again by going out but Wonwoo’s grip in his hands became tighter and that made him stop again. “Wonwoo…” The called guy turned his head to Wonwoo and raised both of his brows, waiting for his best friend’s next words. Word by word delivered by Wonwoo made Junhui lend his ear and give his time to listen carefully. He got so invested in Wonwoo’s tea. He’s not responding but his body facing Wonwoo and focused eyes are enough for Wonwoo to continue what he is telling.

So don’t go away, okay? I don’t need anyone to be my best friend other than you. Just stay with me. Okay?” Wonwoo said to him. He just nods because he’s still overwhelmed with the unfamiliar feeling he is having right now. And even if Junhui can’t reply accurately to what Wonwoo had said, he’s sure that he will stay with Wonwoo whatever it takes. He can’t stand if he will leave the one who was there when he needed someone. Junhui closed his eyes again and spoke. “I love you just like how Chan loves you. Now that I tell you, did you already understand it? No, right? Because you didn’t feel the same way.” J..Junhui…” Wonwoo called out, voice was shaking and can’t open his eyes properly. “Stay, p-please...I…” He cannot finish his sentence because he is tremendously quivering and it’s not a good scenery for Junhui so he went nearer his best friend and knelt down. Then he keeps on acting and lying to his best friend that he has no time for some random things. He made Wonwoo understand that he has his priority now. He has a focus and goal that he needs to put his full attention to. No, he's not leaving Wonwoo behind, he's just fixing the situation and doing the things he knows are the best for them, especially for Wonwoo. Junhui gets the tray that was delivered to them by his mother earlier for their lunch. “Eat, so you can take your medicine again.”

Nothing changed. The awkward atmosphere just worsened knowing that he's alone with Chan. Junhui really didn't know why he needed to act like this when he was the only one knowing about the reason. Is it valid? For him, it's a yes. But for the couple, of course no. What is really wrong about it? Because it’s a common thing for them. Since they were kids, they saw each other in this state so why is he feeling something different right now? He should be used to it. And then he remembered that feeling he had for Wonwoo. Of course, this will give another meaning to him now. He felt something different towards his best friend, he almost forgot it because he keeps on hiding it from Wonwoo even to himself. You thought. Now, go. Leave. I don't want you to sleep here.” Junhui said, attempting to push Wonwoo but the latter grabbed his arms and stopped him in dragging him out of the room. Wonwoo hates it. He doesn’t want the idea of his mother being so dramatic over small things like this. He just saved a boy, probably with the same age of him, from bullies in their school. Those bruises and wounds came from his boldness and kindness. He wants to say this to his mother but how can he? If the only thing that his mother is saying is his braggart personality. Well, what’s new? That’s how parents always react but despite of being annoyed to his mother’s exaggeration, he’s aware that’s a way of showing her affection to him and he appreciates it一so much.