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The drips from the sink didn't stop ringing, how long had he been standing there watching?...oh and the throbbing in his head didn't help at all. The ringing of her phone caught her attention, Saeran had sent her a text message.
Saeran ☆: Are you free today?
It had been several years since Saeran had recovered, it was difficult but Yoosung had always been willing to help him recover. He thought for a moment before answering, going out a little wasn't bad after all.
Yoosung: Sure ^^ do you want to do something?
Send, Saeran was always so strong and so admirable to Yoosong but something inside him told him that he should never get so close to him. If it weren't for Rika's fault, none of this would be happening, he cursed, running his hands through her blonde hair, pulling it, the leaking water didn't help at all.
Saeran ☆: Saeyoung wants to go eat some ice cream, and I thought maybe you wanted some.
Ice cream that's refreshing for the summer, I turn off his phone to go get his jacket and fix his messy hair, when I finish I take his keys from the bowl of a piece of furniture. Letters those letters that he should have thrown in the trash were still there, maybe when he returns he will take care of
The air blew through the trees, everything was so quiet around and so calm his mind was blank, a small glass clouded his vision.
"Come on Yoosong, it's chocolate flavor you'll love it" he left the glass of ice cream on the table they were at, Saeran looked at him a little worried "What's going on Yoosong? You always have something to talk about.."
"Ah it's nothing...just school has me busy" he played with the spoon stirring the chocolate, Yoosong watched Saeran eat the ice cream from him.
"Saeran.." Yoosong's cold voice took over the place, he closed his mouth before speaking again looking at his ice cream "Uhm..tu..ah" it seemed like he was holding back when speaking.
"Uh? What's wrong Yoosong?" Saeran stopped eating his ice cream to focus his attention on it, he seemed a little distressed and worried "Yoosong...did something happen?" He gently took his hand trying to show interest.
"Oh, don't forget it, it's nothing.." She snatched his hand away and returned to her ice cream, Saeran was surprised by his reaction, suddenly his hand felt... empty..
The day was filled with fun on the part of Saeyoung and one or another Yoosong, Saeran during that time looked at Yoosong trying to figure out his behavior since it was something strange about him, always so lively and happy but this time it was something bitter, if he continued with a smile on his face but whenever he spoke something in his voice sounded strange and empty. Saeran try to avoid it and think it's part of his imagination but even Saeyoung noticed it, what happened? What did he have? Was he a little angry? Or did someone do something to him? He didn't want to rule out the last option, who could hurt Yoosong, the cute boy Yoosong.
When he was about to finish his walk they passed one last place, a stuffed animal store (Saeyoung wanted to go down) he was looking at the small rack of seals taking one.
"Yoosong don't you think they're cute?" He smiled as he showed it to her, squeezing the stuffed animal tightly.
"I guess.." he spoke with disinterest, smiling sideways, walking past Sarena to take a keychain bear. "This one is cute.." he shook it.
They laughed in unison, leaving the stuffed animals in their place, Saeran began to talk about anything trying to calm the uncomfortable atmosphere. In the end, Saeyoung left the store with several stuffed animals. Night had fallen, arriving at Yoosong's apartment. They were in the parking lot saying goodbye.
"Hey Yoosong~ we have to go out to eat something tomorrow~" Seven offered, he touched the elevator button to go down "We could eat something at your house and watch some movies~" he moved his fingers in a strange way, knowing what he meant.
"Of course I don't see the problem...just tell me you won't do something stupid in my kitchen" I joke a little remembering the last time I cooked, the noise of the elevator being at the bottom opening the doors entering before closing it.
"Oh ~ that was cruel, you always cook anyway" he leaned between the door so it wouldn't close "We'll come as soon as possible we promise, right Saeran"
"Yes, I want to try your curry again." He smiled excitedly, he loved when Yoosong cooked knowing that it was when he could enjoy a delicacy other than those potatoes.
"Yes...it's okay, I'll see you tomorrow, rest" Seven let the door close, finally leaving him in the elevator alone.
He opened the door showing the dark place everything was scattered anywhere, I should clean up a little tomorrow.. he left the keys lying in the bowl while he took off his shoes he looked at the mail. He couldn't get those damn letters out of his mind, he should burn them or throw them away but he couldn't...no...he wanted to...
An envelope fell out of his mailbox welcoming him to his door, it was the same stamp from the center, he knew what it means, Rika again writing for him...
"Ahg...why are you doing this to me?..." tears began to flow between his cheeks, his hands covered his face with fury and anguish...
《 Sender: Rika
Recipient: Kim Yoosong.. 》