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When he opened his eyes he was seated in front of his old apartment watching tv. Did the wish stone work? Was he really in the past? Was Yoohyun alive? Many questions ran through his mind for that split second.
"My phone where's my phone," he needed to confirm Yoohyuns was still alive.
Soon he found his phone on the table in front of him, good thing that he never really changed his password. The first thing that he did was search for Yoohyuns name. To his mercy there was an article of him clearing a dungeon only three hours prior.
'What a relief,' soon he was lost in thoughts of how hard it must've been for Yoohyun.
There on the screen that illuminated the dark room was the image of his baby brother well and alive. This time he was determined to not cause trouble for Yoohyun, and live a quiet life as an unawakened person.
When he somewhat calmed down he realized how big his clothes felt. Had he really been so affected by Yoohyuns departure that he couldn't even dress right. He felt ashamed of how much he had tried to leech off his brother and how much he had depended on him.
After staying seated for a couple of minutes he stood up to his room. Upon entering he searched through his clothes but none fit him. Which was weird because he should have at least a pair of clothes that fit him.
As he looked down at his hands he noticed how small they were. Yoojin got startled and ran through the apartment to find the bathroom. He quickly checked himself in the mirror. There staring back at him was his fifteen year old self.
"W-what the hell" this was not right something for sure was wrong.
Something had gone terribly wrong when he regressed. What other explanation was there for his fifteen year old body. That dang wish stone
Of Course he couldn't do anything about it but complain which wouldn't really help. He then accepted his fate and started looking through Yoohyuns old clothes. This was because he didn't find it necessary to keep his old clothes. So he either gave them away or donated.
Once done dressing he felt hungry and decided to check the kitchen for food. The moment he entered he couldn't help but notice the weird embelop in the counter top. Of Course like any normal person he opened it from pure curiosity.
Inside the envelope was a hefty amount of money. It took Yoojin a few seconds for it to sink in but it must have been before the awakening broker. If that was the case then his an Yoohyuns relationship had still not been completely severed.
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This time though he wasn’t going to meet with the awakening broker he’d learned his lesson. Besides, it would only cause trouble for everyone, including himself. So, instead of thinking too much he checked the fridge for anything to eat.
To his disappointment there was only a few side dishes and an old wrinkled cucumber.
“Guess I should go run some errands,” he sighed. Thought that money could now have a better use than it’s initial purpose. So of he when to buy groceries.
The way there and back from the local grocery store was fairly unacuring. Though he did have to maneuver himself from All the cameras that Yoohyun had around his apartment. No biggie, when he was finally home he cocked himself something fast and conveniently easy.
As the weeks pass by he stayed inside the apartment cleaning since he had been pretty drepressed at the time. This meant that past him had no energy to clean at all. So, all trash, especially soju bottles as well as anything that had even the most minimal speck of dust was trually wiped off.
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At the moment he couldn't feel anything but anxious that his hyung had not come out of his apartment in weeks. The only sign that he was still alive was his occasional siluet in the windows. The reports and camera footage also showed that his hyung looks much smaller than usual which made his anxiety rise.
The last strike was when one of the images send to him in a report showed his 15 year old hyung. Something had to have happened for his hyung to be the way he was. He had to see it for himself to confirm it was his hyung and not some trap.
Quickly after he saw the picture Yoohyun told Sunghan to get the car and head to his hyungs apartment. As he arrived at the entrance of his childhood home he knocked on the door. Anticipation came over him as he heard light footsteps from behind the door.
So it really was true then because in front of him was undoubtedly his hyun. The face that he remembered looking at him with so much love and care. The same one that reassured him that everything would be alright despite being so tired.
He couldn't avoid looking shocked despite having seen it in the photo. The reality of his hyung condition was still shocking. Then he was cut out of his trance by a soft and nostalgic voice calling him.
“Yoohyun what are you doing here?,”
“Hyung please tell me what happened to you” he said as his hands were put on his hyungs shoulders.
“Well you see I just woke up like this one day” Yoojin said as he tried to adver Yoohyuns eyes.
Then as Yoojin turned his head both brothers made aye contact and stared at each other's eyes. There was the longing for each other's companionships in their gazes,the type of longing when you haven't seen a family member in so long and just wanted to hug them till the end of time. It was a warm feeling but nice nonetheless.