the worst. (1/1)

December 6/KEY “Nutshells.”“Boxes.”“Cabinets.”“Treasure chest.”“Glass case.”“Bags.”I scratched my head. “Um…”“Four, three, two, one! HAHAHAHA! Gotcha!” Jonghyun-hyung cheered.I shrilled in annoyance at my frustration.“Penalty time!” hyung wiggled his fingers at me.“Okay, what is it? Let’s get this over with.” I grunted. I didn’t know the pause already took too long. I spun my head to Jjong-hyung, checking if he was still there.There was a tender smile on his face. “Key…you know…”I held out my hand in front of his face, halting him from whatever he was going to say. “Hyung. Please. No.”“Face it.” he put down my hand. “Since when did you learn to lie? Huh?”I shook my head. I do not want to talk about it.  “Not now, hyung,”“Oh, yes. Now is the time, young man. Tell me the whole story,” when I still didn’t want to talk, he said, in a sterner tone. “You think you can just get away with it? Remember, both of you have to finish something. You’re both bound to each other with an obligation.”“I know.”He spread out his arms, emphasizing his idea. “Exactly! Now, tell me, what do you plan on doing?”“I’ll shut myself up here. Bawl my eyes out,”Hyung pursed his lips.And before I knew it, I let it out, in the hopes of abating my frustrations. “I was just sitting there peacefully, waiting for her, then this ball rolled in front of me. I stood to get it, and this girl came dashing out of nowhere and crashed right on me. We almost fell on the ground, but she wouldn’t let go. And HyunMi saw that, now everything is wrong.” Then I yelled, “I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHO THAT GIRL WAS!” and a great deal of cussing followed after.“And what did HyunMi do?”“She walked out!” I roared at no one. I stood up, and kicked the table.“Well…that really is…” hyung  stooped down and patted my shoulder. “…Hard. But, you know…shutting yourself up here won’t do anything,”“I know.”“You’re better than that. Look, I know it wasn’t your fault—well, not necessarily—but there’s one thing to do: explain to her your side.”I looked up at him helplessly. HYUNMI -_______-I sat on the stairs with my head on the baluster. I was still in my pajamas. It felt like all of my energy has been drained out of me. I’ve been telling myself for the passed few hours that I’m fine, nothing’s wrong at all. But why do I feel so scarred? ……………………………… It felt like a bucket of ice-cold water was poured on me. I was so surprised that, know what I did?I laughed. “Ahahaha! Oh, sorry. W-wrong playground,” I said, scratching the back of my head. “Sorry to interrupt you guys,” He immediately plucked out his face from the girl’s face. Yes, I know that he didn’t know who the girl was, but all I knew during that moment was I didn’t like I saw. “HyunMi this is not—“I turned to Yu Na whose jaw was still left dangling in the air. “Hey. Yu Na. Let’s go home. You’re tired, aren’t you?” I said, trying to sound cheerful, and walked fast with such huge steps.“HyunMi!” he called out, but my hearing told me Yu Na stopped me from following me.“Leave her alone! You—you’re HORRIBLE!” she yelled at his face, like she was in rage  on my behalf.  “Uh…what just happened?” I asked as we sat in the bus.“HyunMi…” Yu Na looked at me with a face full of grief.“We saw the same thing, didn’t we?” some liquid gathered in my eyes that clouded my sight, and it slid down my cheek.Yu Na embraced me tightly. “J-just…just let it out…” she said in a shaky voice, sympathizing with me. And there. I cried. ………..The doorbell rang.I threw my head back in annoyance, and walked to the door. I was hoping it wouldn’t be him. “Moon HyunMi?” the mailman inquired.“Yes. What is it?”“Sign here, please,” he handed me a clipboard with a document on it. I did as he said. I gave it back to him, and he exchanged it with a heavy big box.“T-thanksss…”“Have a nice day,” he said and left.“Don’t tell me what to do,” I grumbled. Really, I wasn’t in the mood.“What’s that?” unni came, wiping her hands on her apron.“Wait…” I tore the tape that covered the edges and I was dumbfounded by its content. “Chocolates?” unnie gasped. “But that’s too…”I laughed out loud, not knowing what else to say. “Those guys really know  what I want!”They all came from everyone I know back in LA. Small, medium, big, round, heart, triangle, all the chocolates came in different sizes and shapes. I think the quantity of it would meet the demand of life-time supply. All of them came with letters.“Chocolate vodka? HyunMi you…?”I nodded. “I’ll drink in moderation, unni. Don’t worry.” I took a look at the box again, and noticed there was a lot of the vodka. Later that day, I was in my room, sketching something. A knock came on the door, and entered was the person I’ve wanted to hear and avoid. “HyunMi.” KEY.She looked up and nonchalantly answered, “Key.”My blood turned to ice when she said that. And since when did I become Key to her? She hates me that much now? “Listen—““—No, no. it’s okay. You don’t have to explain,” she said, and I was just about to relax when I saw the overflowing sarcasm behind her statement.“Believe me, it was an accident!” I snapped.“Fine. Then an accident it is. Now don’t explain any further. And know this: I’m not angry at you or anyone.” She stood up and walked to the bookshelf. And I heard her mumble as she got a book. “And it’s not like I’m your girlfriend for me to get jealous, right?”I snatched her wrist. “Be, then.”Her eyes widened. She obviously didn’t see this coming. When she recovered from her surprise, she snickered. “Wow. You’re funny. I can’t. I won’t. now stop that joke.” Before I could say anything else she gave me a stern look and handed me a book. “Study this. And don’t talk to me about anything else except painting or you’ll get no word from me. And just so you know, seduction, persuasion—those will not work. This is not a punishment, Key. Forget about everything. The HyunMi you knew, she’s not here anymore. And soon, even physically too. Whatever your thoughts of the person about the person standing before you were and are, you better remove them. Now. So, let’s see each other in a more professional way, shall we?” I. was. Stupefied. I ran out of words to say. She robbed me of the ability to do so. Never before have I been in this situation, wherein no words or action can be used to make it better. Jonghyun-hyung was right. I should explain to her my side. But  for HyunMi? Guess that won’t work. I got the book. “Fine,” and went out of the room.  December 7/ HyunMi’s POV I was lying lazily on the hammock, swinging to and fro. And there he was, he found me.“HyunMi-ssi!” Dongwoon has this smile that’s really pure. He also has this weird hobby of laughing giddily at his own jokes which, sometimes, I don’t even get.“‘Sup, Arab Prince,” “Long time no see,” he held out his hand, offering me a high-five.“Indeed,” I sat up and slapped my palm against his.“Where’s Key?” he asked. “And, oh… may I?” he gestured if he could sit.I nodded and tapped the space beside me. He sat down, and we were so close our arms were brushing.“Kibum? He’s…away.” I answered without looking at him.“Oh. What are you doing?”“I was trying to sleep. Until you came,”

He laughed. “I’m sorry,”“It’s fine. And I’m looking for someone to talk to right now.” I turned my head and I realized that his was close. “What brings you here?”He looked up at the branches of tree where the hammock was being attached. “You,”I bonked him lightly on the head. “Tsss,”“Ah~ you are such a boy, HyunMi-ssi.”“I know,”We spent the next minute in comfortable silence. Then— “HyunMi-ssi.”“Yeah.”“I’m sleepy.”“Sleep, then.”“Let’s sleep.”“What?”“I said let’s sleep,”“Ah, you go sleep yourself. I’ll just sit here watching you,”“You’d really do that?”I nodded.He stood up and looked down at me. “HyunMi-ssi, stand up, please,”I did. To my surprise, he plopped himself on the hammock but left space for another person. “Watch me as I sleep, please.”I blinked several times. “I…uhh…”“I’m not gonna do anything to you.” He smiled.“Um…okay,” I timidly lied beside him. He closed his eyes and folded his arms. “Good night,”“Good…night,” I tensed as I it finally sunk in—I was lying beside a boy on a hammock that I had a crush on for about five minutes before, but whenever he is near the feeling is aroused. I searched for that feeling, and I felt my face warm as I found and felt it again. With his eyes closed, his face in peaceful relaxation, Dongwoon looked beautiful. His face looked manlier than Kibum’s, and on my opinion…more handsome. I started to feel confused. My breath went rapid as I thought of what he’d say if he saw me with Dongwoon right now. I tried to ignore the confusion and continued observing this figure lying beside me. His chest rose and fell under the sweater—the figure which I knew what hid underneath; his thick arms bent and his hand clasped together at the back of his head that served as his pillow, the moving of his throat as he swallowed… I wanted to paint him all of a sudden. Then again, I saw Kibum’s image in my mind. How he would have looked like if he were beside me right now, how he’d demand pompously that I lull him to sleep even though my voice was terrible. “HyunMi-ssi?” Dongwoon’s eyes opened.My eyes flicked. “Um, yeah?”“You’re…”“I’m what…?”“Crying,”“What?”“Crying.”My hand went to touch my cheek. There was something wet on it. “Seriously?”His face wore an expression of concern. “What’s wrong?”“I…” I blinked. “I don’t even know,”“Tell me.” He urged, and shifted his position. He was facing me.“Dongwoon-ah…” my lower lip started to shake. A cloudy liquid started to block my sight. It wouldn’t stop overflowing every time I blink. “It…hurts,”“What hurts?”“I…don’t know,” my hand involuntarily went to touch my left chest. I looked up at the branches of the tree, holding no leaf. It felt like it sympathized with me. Empty.“HyunMi-ssi…please,” Dongwoon pleaded. He didn’t say what it was, but I knew what he was asking for. He pushed his forehead against mine as he spoke.“I…I can’t…t-t-take it any-m-more…” before I even knew it, I was sobbing. “I don’t even know why it hurts, Dongwoon-ah. I don’t want to feel this…”He let me burst it out, and there, I did. Boom. Poor Dongwoonie had to get his chest thumped as I thrashed there, in the hammock, releasing my anger, frustration, pain.YOU BASTARD YOU SHOULD BE THE ONE HERE. DAMN YOU. WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED YOU? But of course, no answer came. I got tired of thrashing, and I felt Dongwoon’s arms around me.“Shhhh,” he made this sound as he rubbed my back. “It’s okay,” It is not, Dongwoon. Absolutely not. “Look at me,” he urged and raised my face. “Everything will be okay, you got that?”“But…”“It will.” He said in a deep, almost commanding voice.Tears started to gather in my eyes again. Part of me was moved by the solace this guy offered, and in fact, liked it, but the other wanted to break away and ask for the comfort of another one I will not name—but I know exactly who. But then again, why would I ask for relief from the one who, himself, caused this? The next thing I knew I was lying face-down not on the hammock, but on another thing, a body, as a matter of fact. The one who was beside me a while ago must have found a way on twisting our positions when I was off-guard. Warm arms secured my torso in it. My preceding feeling was now replaced with discomfort and an unnerving sensation, but strange: I wanted to stay in it. It was new, daring, and erotically warm. Kibum-ah, I’m so sorry.  Was the last thing that crossed my mind as something soft and of the same texture as itself—crashed against my lips.------------wow. that was wrong, HyunMi. anybody has an idea on what Dongwoon did? because I don't know it, myself. it's my alter ego that wrote this, not me. LQLand oh hey, just let me do some shameless advertising.www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/148461/noona-is-shinee-taemin-ficcharacter HEHEHEHEHHEEHE. okay that's it ktnxbye