Chapter 13

“Hyungie,” an angelic voice called as he rubbed his eyes. The sun already shining brightly and the birds were singing morning carol.

“Hm?” he opened his eyes as he saw the figure in front of him,” Junsu?!”

“Hyungie,” Junsu smiled like a small child, the proof he also just woke up. Yoochun looked around and realized he fell asleep on Junsu’s bed last night.

Getting his concentration back, Yoochun looked at Junsu, who’s showing worried expression. Maybe the wound hurt again.

“Is your shoulder hurt?” Yoochun asked worriedly. Junsu shook his head as another smile carved on his lips.

“Hyungie, I’m glad you’re not mad anymore with me,” Junsu spoke as he cuddled in Yoochun’s embrace,” I’m so sorry to make you worried and lie to you…”

That’s a total cuteness attack on Yoochun that morning, total cuteness overdose. Yoochun couldn’t help but felt his heart beat faster as he almost blushed. Trying to control his blood pressure, Yoochun caressed Junsu’s hair as he told him he would get the breakfast to the room. Junsu nodded as once again smiled.

After Yoochun’s figure gone from the room, Junsu stopped himself from acting. Yes, he had been acting all happy even though he’s dead confused and worried inside. He knew Yoochun was hiding something from him. Meanwhile, he knew his brother wouldn’t realize his act for now, since it’s still morning; the genius Park Yoochun hadn’t waken up yet, all that left was the protective brother Park Yoochun.

Laughing to himself, Junsu couldn’t believe he could act this well. He needed to find out what really going on. The dreams he had, he wanted to know who Junho was. And there’s one person on his mind that could tell him everything.

“Junsu ah,” Yoochun’s voice echoed from the outside,” I’ve milk and toast here, do you want anything else?”

“I’m fine with that,” Junsu said. Later on, he already ate happily with his brother. Yoochun seemed to notice one of his fake smiles, but Junsu had learnt better.

“Hyungie, I can’t eat by myself,” Junsu changed the subject,” My hand hurt…”

“Omoo..My baby Su had become spoiled again!” Yoochun teased,” I thought you’re an adult already!”

Smiling, giggling were the things that the two of them did that morning, before finally it’s time for Yoochun to go to work. He needed to report everything after all.

“Junsu ah,” Yoochun called before he went to work,” Don’t move too much and rest for today, OK?”

Junsu nodded. He waved to his brother (of course using the healthy hand). After making sure Yoochun was off to work, Junsu got his hand phone as he called a certain person.

“Yoboseyo?” Junsu spoke,” Can we meet this afternoon, Yunho hyung?”

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Sitting to his best friend’s brother was what Jung Yunho doing right now. Not eating the hamburger he had bought, even he’s starving. He could sense something was wrong or something had happened.

“Yunho hyung,” Junsu started,” I supposed you come here without Yoochun knowing right?”

“Yes,” Yunho couldn’t help but wondered why there’s no ‘hyung’ after ‘Yoochun’ in Junsu’s words.

“I want to ask you something and please tell me the truth,” Junsu stated,” Who’s Junho?”

Frozen, just like the ice latte he ordered, Yunho couldn’t move. His mind started to wonder how Junsu could remember Junho.

“Junsu ah,” Yunho was beyond surprised,” Do you begin to…get your real memory back?”

Junsu needed to think carefully what he should say, but Junsu knew if his dreaming about Junho was true, he could trust Yunho. It better to say the truth, Junsu decided. Digging from Yunho was his plan, he’s sure Yoochun wouldn’t tell him a thing.

“Yes,” Junsu said,” I began to dream about having another hyung, he’s Junho. His face looks like mine…”

“Junsu,” Yunho spoke,” I don’t know whether I can tell you this, but---“

“Please Yunho hyung, tell me everything,” Junsu said almost begging,” I couldn’t bear to be like this anymore. I’m more than desperate to know everything…I can’t act like I don’t know a thing in front of Yoochun anymore…”

“Junsu...” Yunho sighed,” But you might hate Yoochun for the rest of your life…”

Hate Yoochun? Junsu could hate Yoochun? Junsu didn’t believe that. All this years, Yoochun was the only one that he dear the most. He couldn’t imagine even one day without Park Yoochun on earth.

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“Where…am I?” a faint voice echoed inside the room. A figure bent down near the awaken man as he embraced him.

“My home,” the figure said,” I’m glad you finally open your eyes, Kibum ah…”

“Changmin,” Kibum spoke as tears finally streamed out from his eyes,” I’m sorry…I messed up…”

“Shhh…Don’t cry,” Changmin said as he wiped the tears. He would never blame Kibum, it’s his plan that messed up. He shouldn’t let Kibum did the dangerous plan after all; he couldn’t bear to see Kibum hurt like this.

“But…I…I---“

“Shh…It’s not your fault Kibum ah,” Changmin said.

“But, Kangdae-sshi…he would be mad at you,” Kibum stated the fact. He knew the old man could do cruel thing if he didn’t achieve what he wanted.

“I can bear that,” Changmin said,” It doesn’t matter…”

“I don’t want to see you hurt, Changmin ah,” Kibum was sobbing as Changmin hugged him. Both of them loved each other so much that it hurt to see one of them hurt. It’s like the wound hurt both of them.

“Kibum ah,” Changmin called,” You know, I had been waiting for you to wake up so that I can go see Kangdae-sshi with relief, so---“

“No! Changmin ah…Please don’t go to him!” Kibum begged,” I can afford you to be punished because of my failure.”

“Kibum,” Changmin stated firmly,” I told you I’ll take care of you, didn’t I? I told you from the day I met you, that I’ll protect you matter what happened. So please, listen to me and be a good boy, OK? I’ll be back at the evening…OK?”

“N---“ Kibum couldn’t finish his word because all he knew was Changmin already kissed him, tasting every bit of his lips. Kibum wanted to smack Changmin for being such an idiot, why he needed to go to the headquarter when he knew he would only getting hurt by the one they called boss, by the one who claimed himself as Changmin’s fake parent? Why?

Before he could protest more, he felt his eyes getting heavier. He didn’t realize the sleeping pill that Changmin gave him through the kissing. Falling unconscious, Kibum couldn’t do a thing, except murmured his lover name, asking him not to go. But Changmin was too stubborn to listen. It’s his duty after all or else he knew the old man would do something to his precious one.

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“I’m bored,” Yoochun spoke to himself as he reminisce today event. In the morning, playing and having breakfast with his lovely Junsu. Then, report to Mr. Bae and Mr. Bae told him to wait for further news. He was about to join Jung to the lunch, but Jung ended up pissing him off so he decided to get his own meal. And then, he found out Kibum was sick and needed rest for the whole week. Who could he use to get his boredom off now?

Yoochun’s mind began to wonder why Junsu was there in the first place, he meant the event last night. Someone must help Junsu to gain the access.

Better to ask the person himself, Yoochun decided to call Junsu. He played with the magical button on his hand phone as he dialed the number.

“Yoboseyo?” Yoochun spoke,” Junsu ah!”

“…Hm?” there’s some pause before Junsu’s voice.

“How’s your arm, is it still hurt?” Yoochun asked.

“No, it’s fine,” Junsu said.

“Hm…You know, I want to talk to you about something and I’m free right now,” Yoochun spoke,” Guess, I’ll be going home now and meet you right away, OK?”

“…No,” Junsu replied.

“Eh? Wh---“

“Because I’m in the office right now,” Junsu finally said.

Yoochun couldn’t believe his ears. Well, Junsu’s condition wasn’t that bad, but what he could possibly do by wondering at the office with his wound?

“Junsu ah, I’m being serious here,” Yoochun thought Junsu lied.

“I know,” Junsu said,” Meet me at the empty room beside the meeting room, I’ll be waiting, Yoochun ah.”

“Wai---“

Yoochun was left speechless, what on earth was happening now? And did Junsu just call him ‘Yoochun ah’ not ‘Yoochun hyung’? He could feel something was definitely wrong.

Rushing to the lift and pressed the 4^th floor, Yoochun finally realized where he’s going to meet Junsu. The empty room beside the meeting room belonged to a certain someone.

Kim Junho’s room.

Anxious, Yoochun got out from the lift as he stood in front of the room. Craps, his heart almost exploded, he couldn’t think but the worst possibility.

Opening the door, Yoochun could see Junsu’s figure, waiting for him inside. He walked toward him as the next sentence killed Yoochun instantly,” Yoochun ah, do you remember Junho hyung? My only hyung that…

…you killed by your own hand?”