Oblivion-Part 4
Blinking the rain out of his eyes, Junhyung stood in front of the road filled with zooming cars. The light was green, but he wasn't walking forwards. He was waiting for the light to turn red. It wouldn't be hard. Just one step, two steps, a few more, and it would be over. Finally.
The light turned red. Junhyung took a deep breath and began walking, stepping off the sidewalk to the black asphalt road. One step. Thump, thump. Two steps. Thump, thump. Three steps. Thump, thump. Just a few more, and this heart beating so frantically in his chest would be beating no more.
Don't think about it, Junhyung. The boy advised myself. Don't think about the impact of the car. Don't think about how it will feel. Don't think about how your bones will shatter, how your blood will spill onto the road and mingle with the rain. Don't think about any of that. Just walk. Walk. WALK.
It was too late. These thoughts drove Junhyung to stumble backwards, gasping as a red car whizzed by, where he had just been standing. The close call with death made the blood rush to his head in fear. Reminding him. He was still alive.
Junhyung let out a strangled groan. No, not a groan. Something that can't be described with words. A howl of anguish and pain, filled with fear and regret, an other-worlding sound that was torn right from his still pounding heart. Sinking to his knees, Junhyung hugged them tightly. "Again!" he sobbed, gripping the material with his fingers until his knuckles turned white. "I couldn't again!" Crying his heart out in this lonely world, this place that offered him no solace from his grief, was all he could do. All those faceless people passing by, not one would stretch out their hand to offer him some comfort.
"Yong...Junhyung?"
~Hyunseung's P.O.V.~
"Yong...Junhyung?" I asked hesitantly. He looked up and i couldn't tell if it was tears running down his face, or if it was just the rain battering his crouching body. Those eyes... staring up, souless, as if they were falling into an abyss so deep I wouldn't be able to pull him out, not matter how hard I tried. "Are you okay?" I questioned him nervously.
Reaching out my hand to help him up, I was stunned when he slapped it away. "Don't touch me." he tried to sound strong, but his voice quavered, betraying the pain behind it. I hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out again. As he attempted to push me away like last time, I gripped his hands and he struggled feebly. He's so weak. I thought.
"Come on." I said firmly, pulling Junhyunk to his feet. As I did so, my hands accidently brushed acrossed his cheeks and I nearly dropped him because of suprise. "You're burning up!" I exclaimed. Adjusting our position so i could carry him more securely, I began lugging him up the road.
"Where...are you taking me?" Junhyung's weak voice interuppted my thoughts.
"To my apartment." I responded, lightly slapping him across the face when he tried to protest. "You've got a fever from standing in the rain. Come one."
Junhyung was going to argue some more, but was too weak and just nodded feebly.
~Doojoon's P.O.V.~
What the fuck is taking Hyunseung so long?! That Yoseob brat comes back in to grab some money and it starts thundering outside. Kikwang grabs Yoseob and refuses to let him go out into the weather, and that damn little brother of mine isn't back yet!!! Crap, crap, crap. My imagination runs wild. What if he gets into trouble? What if Hyunseung meets them again? Oh shit, if that happened I swear I will... Never mind about what I'll do, just please, please Hyunseung, come back safely.
Waiting for the next fifteen minutes I couldn't take it anymore. "I''m going to go look for him." I announced, grabbing my jacket and rushing to the front door. I slammed it open and was faced with my idiot little brother with a random man slung over his shoulder.
He grinned foolishly at me. "Hyung, I'm back."
~Yoseob's P.O.V.~
I was worried to death about Hyunseung. I wished to go find him, but Kikwang hyung won't let me. Aish, he's acting like a little kid, grabbing onto me as if he's afraid of thunder.Aftre Doojoon hyung rushes off, I'm thinking of ways to get out of his grip when I hear a "Hyung, I'm back."
I bolted upright, my eyes wide. Was that voice Hyunseung's???
A second later, Doojoon staggers into the room carrying a soaked figure with Hyunseung following worridely behind. Just when I thought my eyes couldn't get any wider. the man weakly raised his head. Yong Junhyung?!?!?!?
~Doojoon's P.O.V.~
What the fuck am i doing, taking care of a stranger i don't know?! I wonder angrily to myself. Hyunseung explains that this kid is his classmate, apparently his seat mate too. He saw him huddled up on the street and took him to our place cuz he had a fever. Are you shitting me kid?! But, I have to admit, this guy is in really bad shape. He keeps shivering even though his skin is like, 120 degrees farenheit. The four of us spent the good next two hours taking care of him until he finally calmed down and was resting peacefully on, *cough* MY bed.
We gathered in the living room and i gave my best death glare to both Hyunseung and Yoseob. They flinched and shrunk back. "So," i asked, my voice danerously calm. "Who in hell is this punk and what's he doing here?"
"I already told you hyung," Hyunseung began earnestly. "It was raining and I found-"
"HYUNG~~~" a loud shout interuppted what my younger brother was saying. A young, but tall kid bounced into the room. oh. This guy. The Dong, Dong, Dong...wook? guy. Something like that. The one who stuck to my brother like a mussel on a rock. Aish, why did he have to show up now?
Dongwook pranced around the room in glee and frustration. "Oh, huzzah, I got hyung's address right!" He cheered enthusiastically. "But, why is everyone but me here?" he pouted cutely. Talk about bipolar.
Hyunseung was about to answer when I let my anger explode. "No, the question isn't why they're here, the question is why you're here, Dongwook."
He looked very offended. "Yah! My name is Dongwoon you dumb ahjusshi!"
Oh boy, this kid was asking to get killed.
"Dongwook, Dongwoon, same thing." I said, getting up and circling him, like a lion stalking his prey. "Now, answer me before I take your empty head and use it as a container. What the fuck are you doing in my house?" I snarled.
Dongwoon looked at me with pure terror in his eyes before sprinting towards Hyunseung and burying himself in Hyunseun'g arms. "HYUNG!!!" he bawled, fake tears streaming down his face. "THAT MEAN AHJUSSHI OVER THERE IS BULLYING ME?!"
Oh, shit, not with the dumb ahjusshi again. "Yah, kid, I told you-"
"Hyung!" Hyunseung interruppted, looking at Dongwoon sympathetically. "Don't be so mean to him! He's only a child."
"Yeah, Doojoon, why are you like this?" Kikwang piped up. "He's such a cute kid, how can you make him cry?" Again with the cuteness! I swear, I will kill them all-
"Doojoon hyung is cruel to everyone smaller than him."
This mumbled statement from Yoseob made my jaw drop open. What did this brat just say? Hey, I was born with sharp eyes. I was born with a sharp tongue, and sure, I have a slight anger management problem, but i like to think that I'm a fair guy, treating others with respect. But now Yoseob, whom I had known for less that 4 hours, was calling me bully?! I don't think so. I opened my mouth to speak when the soft creak of the door cut through all of our bickering. We all turned spontaneously to see the kid standing there with a confused and lost look in his eyes.
"Why am I here?"
I snorted. You tell me kid.