Chapter Twenty five (1/1)

It was raining when I first left the house, covered in a few layers of clothes and with a pair of stylish boots I found in Kibum’s wardrobe. The weather was starting to get awfull since a week ago, and I do not  aprove this change yet. The air is getting too hard to breath in the morning, and my cramps get harder because the cold hurst my bones. Also, the weight I carry doesn’t help to that either.Today I went to open the studio, after a week of beeing closed. Everything seemed to be back to normal, and so I got back to my old routine. Getting up, getting dressed, having breakfast and walking down the street to open the studio and stay there for the day.Kibum also had started to go to work, after beeing home for a week straight. He said he had everything under control and he didn’t felt so good. He ran a slight fever for a day or two, and got shaky when he catched me watching the news. I never understood why though, nothing bad had happened.I kept my phone turned on in the mean while, still a little too scared to answer calls. I never imagined that something could change me so much, but it indeed did. The places where I got to are suddently a lot more intimidating. I got to the point of thinking that I was back as a child, beeing scared of letting go of my mom’s hand because some bad man could take me away from her forever. But now, I was afraid of letting go of Kibum’s hand because some guy that kept me locked because of information that I supposedly possessed, getting my baby twins in danger.It was seven o’clock precisely when I unlocked the door and entered the small and still as I remember dance studio. My god, how I missed this place. I climbed up the stairs with much dificulty, since I was entering my fourth month and I had a pretty good belly size. Kibum used to joke around with me, saying that we were probably going to get two sumo wrestlers. I hope not, really, because I want to teach them the art of dancing, not the art of wrestling… I want them to keep themselves away from any kind of violent contact, like any mother would want.My office door was still as woody as I remember, and when I opened it, I thanked God that I had decided to clean all this some time ago, because I wouldn’t be able to pass to the other side now, since the twins were on the way. I gently sat down and sighed with reliefed, streaching my legs under the table. Next, I looked at my computer and then out of the window, smiling gently when I saw the gate’s keeper opening the little door to the playground, so that mothers and children could come and play for the day. I used to watch this happening everyday, and I never realised that I would miss it so much untill now. I shouldn’t take things for granted.I turned the screen on and looked at the new arrived emails first. It was nothing big, as usual, but the bills had to be payed, although the studio had been closed for a while. I entered my online account on the bank to pay them, when I decided that the best was to call them in and pay it myself. Yes, I have gotten a little too paranoid, but you never know how safe you are. I’ve done this a milion times, but I guess this time, a change won’t hurt.“Taemin-ahhhh!” I could recognize that voice from anywhere because I’ve came to listen to it for several years. I smiled gently when Onew came into view, chuckling at my careless position on the chair.“From your posture, I can see that nothing got off control while you were away.” He came closer while I laughed and nodded at him.“I am a very responsible person even while I’m away hyung.” He raised a eyebrow at my statement, but when along with it, smiling and letting out a sort of short laugh.“So I guess you can acompany me to a coffee? Oh, since you’re pregnant, how about some tea?” I thought about it for a while, and finnaly came to the conclusion that leaving for a few minutes wouldn’t hurt. Also, the ajumas that had dance clases in the morning would be arriving very soon, so they could look for the studio while I was out. I took a piece of sticky paper and started writing a note to them.“Alright, but we can’t take long, I need to start the class.” Onew nodded quickly and offered himself to pay, which I really appreciated.When we got outside the studio, I glued the note to the door and made sure the wind wouldn’t take it away before following Onew back to the street.“How are you feeling?” He asked, rubbing the side of my belly he could reach at the moment.“Pleasantly good.”We arrived to a small café in a matter of seconds, since I could proudly say that my neighborhood had a little bit of everything in it. We sat down in a table near the corner and waited for our drinks silently.This seemed very off to me. I knew Onew for some long years and we had never been so quiet around each other. And then, I realised that I still hadn’t asked why he decided to have some breakfast with me today. He was looking down to his lap and kept my eyes on him through the glass window. I was curious by now, but I would wait untill we had our drinks to begging another conversation.The waitress came closer and layed the cups gently, before walking away yet again. I gave a glimpse around the café and my eyes landed on Onew, that was taking small sips on his tea.“So, is there any special happening to why we are here today?” I clearly saw the rush of nervousism flashing through his eyes and his sudden stiffness of body, but I made no point on how I had seen it.“…N-No…” He looked down again, but this time, he knew he had no excape from me. He knows me too well, so it’s clear for him that I am coming for information and I’m coming now.“You better start talking because I’m not letting you leave untill I have everything well explained.” My cup of tea still hadn’t moved the place where the waitress putt him down. It was enough of a sigh for Onew to start getting shaky. His hands had to let og of the cup before he made a mess with the tea, and his eyes still ran away from mine. Yes, I know Onew well enough to see that this issue is not good in any kind of way.“Well… Y-You see… I know about… Everything.” His eyes quickly looked at mine and back down. I was confused and pressed on further but he kept quiet for a few seconds. No words were exchanged for a few minutes, and I kept on grinning my jaw at Onew. He should know that he shouldn’t enfuriate a pregnant man.“I know everything that happened… and I was part of it… And there’s something you should know…”I shook my head and told him that I wasn’t understand it, I couldn’t keep up with him, but he ignored me. It looked a lot more like he wasn’t even lsitening to me. At this point, I was very sure that he was talking to himself, and not to me.“I hacked the underground community, I stole information, I followed Key, and I killed your uncle…”My eyes widenned at their maximum and I unconsciously banged my fists on the coffee table, making everyone in the café look at me, shocked and scared.“WHAT HAPPENED TO MY UNCLE!?” I screamed at the top of my lungs, making Onew shake with fear. He raised his hands and told me to calm down and sit down for a second but I was away, I was blind by anger.“Sir, please, can you don’t scream inside the café?” The manager had been called to come and stop the noise, and I was forced to sit back down and stop talking. Or at least screaming.“T-Taemin-ah I…”“Just tell me one thing. Was Key involved in the murder of my uncle?”“Y-yes… B-but… Hey, what a--- WAIT! TAEMIN!” I heard Onew screaming while I made my way out of the café, storming down the street next. I had to talk to Kibum, right now. I knew he was hiding something for me! I knew it! He was anxious about the news on the television because he was always afraid someone had found the body of my dead uncle and somehow relate the murder to him. I knew something was terribly off, but I never thought it would be this bad. Kibum and Onew killed a man. My uncle nonetheless.I stoped suddently and looked around. Something was missing here.Lee Joon met me in the hospital after I was kidnaped by the mafia guys, and he told me that that was probably the last time I was seeing him. How could he have known? How could he be so sure he was going to die in a matter of days? And did he know who was going to kill him?Who was Lee Joon?