E-P-I-T-A-P-H (Kyumin) - Chapter 24
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“Can you…help me find a person’s background?”
“Person’s background? Hmm…yeah that’ll be easy, who?”
“Kyuhyun’s mom,” Sungmin says, with all courage and guts, not even concerned about the endless questions Kibum may ask him, repetitive why’s and suspicious looks but he left Kibum shocked, more shocked than he is.
“Kyuhyun shii’s mom? Mrs. Cho? W-Why?” Kibum asks, shock and confusion obvious in his eyes and actions. “Wait…I-I don’t understand, you never met his mom?”
“I did but…umm…” Sungmin stutters, finding the right words to say. “I just want to know more about her…umm, you see, she died right? I only got to be with her…like weeks…because she was busy and you know…I just want to know more about her…”
“To be honest, it’s not as easy as it sounds like, especially when I myself don’t know your main agenda, Sungson,”
Sungmin sighs, almost giving up to his proposition of help from Kibum but he thought of another thing. “Please Kibummie…? I really want to think of something before Christmas!”
“This is for Christmas? Sungson, isn’t it like 7 months away?” Kibum asks, totally confused and clueless to the point of suspicious beginning to cling unto him.
“Kibum,” Sungmin calls, face a bit serious. “I let you stay here, I treated you as a friend and I’ve never looked at you as some paparazzi, then with just this simple wish…you can’t even grant it for me…?” He continues, pretending to be all hurt and pained, like betrayed and tortured emotionally with matching hand gestures and teary eyes, faking sobbing. It did work, it always does.
“Oh, alright, alright, I’ll do it,” Kibum says as he approached him, putting his hands in front of him and tried to calm him down. “I’ll see what I can do though I’m a bit busy too myself,” He adds.
“Really?!” Sungmin stands up, beaming happily and runs to Kibum for a hug while jumping in excitement. “Thank you Kibummie!” He says as he lets go. “Oh and, don’t tell this to anyone okay..?” He whispers, face leaning to Kibum closely. “’Kay?”
“Yeah…sure…” Kibum says, nodding involuntarily.
“Weeee, thank you!” He yells, laughing happily.
Suddenly, they heard a loud slam of the door behind them and they turn around in response. “Am I missing something here?”
Sungmin smiled at the sight of Ryeowook standing by the door, hands holding his sling bag and he dressed himself with black jeans, tee matched with gray rubber shoes. “You never knock, do you?” Sungmin asks.
“Sorry,” Ryeowook apologizes as he walked over. “Hey,” He nudges Kibum “You’re late,”
“OH FUCK!” Kibum exclaims as he looks on his watch, realizing he had already missed the bus. “Fuck-I need to go!” He yells and runs away, waving back at Ryeowook and Sungmin and they chuckle as they heard Kibum stumbling outside.
“So, Wookie,” Sungmin starts and Ryeowook looks at him. “What brings you here early in the morning?”
“Hyung, are you alright? Its past 10, it’s not early anymore,” Ryeowook replies, chuckling.
“Oh-Oh yeah! Yeah…it’s late…yeah,” Sungmin nods, feeling a bit out of time when he didn’t know what time it was. “I need to eat,” And he sighs.
Ryeowook smiled at him and pulled his hand. “Come on, I’ll cook!”
They walked to the kitchen which almost took forever, much to Ryeowook’s perception, because Sungmin looks like he had a hangover. And he sighs as Sungmin spazzes at the table while he cooks. What’s wrong was that…he himself wasn’t feeling any better either. “Here, hyung,” He says as he slid the plate of food in front of Sungmin’s face which was leaning on the table and he sat up immediately.
“Thanks Wookie!” Sungmin says happily and he shoved some on his mouth. He chews as his face changes and he turns to Ryeowook who was spacing out across him. He can’t define what he was eating, it’s like it’s the worst food he has ever ate but he doesn’t understand the further he chews because it’s Ryeowook’s cooking, and this is Ryeowook he’s talking about. He swallowed the food and ended up grabbing for the water immediately, almost choking. “Wookie,” He calls Ryeowook as he tries to figure out how to tell him.
“Yeah…?”
“It tastes awful,” He says without second thoughts and he face palms himself mentally.
Ryeowook raised both of his eye brows and his face says disappointment. “Again? Aishh…”
“Wait…again? What do you mean again?” He asks, feeling a bit relieved.
“I cooked for Henry this morning…and he vomited on the bathroom, he told me it tasted awful…” He explains, sighing in the feeling of dismay.
“THIS IS THE MOST AWFUL FOOD I’VE EVER TASTED!” He remembers Henry yelling.
“I wonder what’s wrong…” He adds, pouting and sighing.
Sungmin was wondering himself too. Ryeowook was always lively especially when it comes to cooking but just now when he was cooking, he sliced his finger, he didn't know which one was salt and which one was sugar until Sungmin told him, he bumped to the pans and all of it fell on the floor, producing a loud ringing noise and he even burnt himself.
Though he wanted to help by knowing, he had no idea since he only met Ryeowook months ago. “Say, are you going through something?” He asks, trying to get a hint.
“I don’t think so…” Ryeowook replies.
Sungmin nods and he unknowingly shoved another spoon of the food unto his mouth and he spited them out while coughing. This got to end, or else they won’t be able to taste his cooking again.
“You can always talk to me Wookie, just tell if you have problems,” Sungmin says, moving forward. “We can’t die yet,”
“Huh?” Ryeowook turns, confused.
Oh shit! “I mean, we’re gonna die of worry if you won’t tell us your problem,” He adds, chuckling idiotly at Ryeowook who doesn’t seem to care at all. “Uhh, Wook,” He calls again, sighing. “Say, wanna eat outside?” He offers, hoping for a good ‘yes’ but Ryeowook just looked at him, not even questioning him, nor glaring at him or whatever, he was just looking at him. “My treat?”
“Okay!” Ryeowook stood up immediately and grabbed his sling bag, smiling.
“Tsk tsk…,” Sungmin sighs and shooks his head before following Ryeowook out.
After thirty minutes, Sungmin finally came out of his room wearing a fuchsia flannel shirt matched with a gray cut-off denim shorts and black knee high converse sneakers and it wasn’t long until he decided to glare at Ryeowook, since this was his idea. “You are evil,” He tells Ryeowook who was smiling widely in front of him.
“I know,” Ryeowook says, chuckling. “It looks good on you hyung, it’s the best for summer!”
“I look like some teenage flirty girl,” Sungmin glares again.
“Suits you, Kyu said so,”
“Kyuhyun said I look like a flirt?”
“No, a bitch actually then I explained what bitch is and he decided to change it to flirt-“
“When did he say that?” Sungmin asks, eyes burning of anger as he stares at Ryeowook.
“Umm, weeks ago…? Can’t remember,”
“Oh he’s gonna die…” Sungmin cursed, clenching his fist in front of him. “He will die…”
“Hey! Atleast appreciate the clothes I gave you, hyung,”
“Like I said, I look like a flirt,”
“Depends on how you act, and I didn’t even make you wear daisy dukes,”
“What difference will it make? It’s still short shorts, very short shorts,” Sungmin says, crossing his arms on his chest. “Why do you have these kind of clothes anyway? And the fact that you hid it here in Kyu’s mansion…” He asks, suspiciously.
“Oh well, I always end up pretending to be a girl in our school plays,” Ryeowook starts and he leaned closer to whisper. “My mom doesn’t know about it so I hide the clothes here so she won’t find,” He adds, winking. “Kyu loves me,” He adds for last, hinting how Kyuhyun would let him just like that.
“Oh he loves you alright,” Sungmin smiles. “How long have you known each other?”
“Since…grade school…? Can’t remember either,” Ryeowok answers, scratching his head while smiling. “Shall we go? I’m hungry,” He walks first, rubbing his tummy and motioning at Sungmin to follow.
Oh, so he hasn’t eaten yet. “Sure,”
They took the bus and Ryeowook volunteered to take them to a cheap restaurant, okay, so he actually know some cheap restaurants. That wasn’t very shocking. Sungmin was rather excited or anticipating what this cheap restaurant is yet he was bothered at Ryeowook’s silence while inside the bus and so he decided to nudge the small latter. “Hey, Wookie,” No response. “Wook!” He yells and Ryeowook snaps out, turning to him immediately with a surprised espression.
“Huh? What? Hyung?”
“Are you alright? You seem spaced out,” Sungmin asks worriedly, come to think of it, Ryeowook didn’t tell him the reason why he went at the mansion in the first place.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Ryeowook nods and smiles. “Hyung,” He frowns and his voice became serious. “Next time, let’s not take the bus, please?”
“Huh?” Sungmin questions, thinking how he insisted to take the bus instead earlier even though Ryeowook refuses to. “Why? Do you hate buses?”
“Oh, no,” Ryeowook shooks his head in reply. “Just that…I really don’t like buses…makes me remember something…” He frowns deeply, almost teary-eyed.
“Okay,” Sungmin approved, smiling gently. “Next time, we won’t take the bus,” He wanted to really know why or what happened but seeing a gloomy Ryeowook, just shoved his guilt out.
“Hyung, we’re here!” Ryeowook yells, excitedly.
This isn’t cheap at all… Sungmin thought as he looks at the menu of a luxurious restaurant. How is this even considered cheap?! And he sighs, putting the menu down.
Ryeowok looks up at him. “Hyung? What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”
This isn’t cheap! “No, I like it,”
“Aren’t you gonna order?”
It’s too expensive! “I’ll order what you’ll order,”
“You sure? I’m ordering something not really with a high price…”
Everything is in a high price here! “Oh that’s okay,”
“Alright then,” Ryeowok then turns around and snapped for the waiter to come. One who spotted him came over quickly, bringing a small paper and a ball pen with him, leaning down to reach Ryeowook. “I want Bracioline Ripiene alla Siciliana and...just Braciolone,”
Whut?
“Make it two, she’s gonna order that too,” Ryeowook adds.
The waiter then nods and bowed. “Right away sir,”
“It wasn’t that expensive hyung, it is like $150 only,”
This guy is impossible. “Hehe…yeah,”
“By the way, you should call me oppa!”
“Nuh-uh, I’m still older that you, you call me Noona, Wookie,”
“Argh,” Ryeowook then pouts and crossed his arms. “Fine, Noona~”
After 15 minutes, their delicious food arrived and Ryeowook liked it but Sungmin liked it more than Ryeowook since this was his first time eating one. Though he was worrying about the price, he still has an appetite to full.
Afterwards, Sungmin notices how Ryeowook became so quiet again. He’s been watching him and he concludes that he is really going through something, something much more serious. He feels so useless if he can’t help him but he doesn’t have the courage to ask and even if he did, Ryeowook won’t tell him anyway. “Ryeo-“ Sungmin was gonna ask him but his phone beeped a text message and he decided to see who’s it from.
From: Kibum
Yah, Sungson, I’m free the whole day, I finished my article in time, so about earlier, I can help you find Kyuhyun’s mom now…if you wanna find her now XD XD
Sungmin’s eyes widened, not knowing if he should smile or not. Then he looked up to Ryeowook who was focusing on him and seemed like waiting for what he’ll say. “From Kibum,” He says, showing his phone. “He wants to meet,” He feels so mean just by saying it and he can reject anytime but Ryeowook smiles at him.
“It’s alright,” He answers back. “If it’s important, I’m meeting Donghae later on,”
“Are you sure? I can wait for Donghae with you here,”
Ryeowook shooks his head. “No, its fine hyung,” And smiles.
“Okay,” Sungmin then stood up and fixed his shirt and tried to pull his shorts down but he knew it can’t be pulled down anymore. “I’ll get going, call me when you need something Wookie,” He adds, waving to Ryeowook as he ran.
“Sure, take care!” Ryeowook waved back and as soon as Sungmin was out of his sight, he dropped his spoon and snapped his fingers for the waiter as he crossed his legs, leaned on his chair and crossed his arms over his chest, looking a bit bored yet intellectual. It wasn’t long until the waiter approached him, replying to his call. Ryeowook looked up at him, looking slightly pouting. "Do I need to pay?"
"Sir, acting cute isn't gonna work here," The waiter replies.
"Does the saying 'the costumer is always right' also doesn't work here?"
"That saying never works,"
"Alright fine, I'll pay," Ryeowook says, pouting as he took a check, wrote the right amount, signed it then handed it to the waiter. "Thanks for the food by the way," He says, taking a look back at the waiter when he stopped walking. Though I could've done better than that... He thought as he walked out of the place.
“What are you doing?” He asks the person offering a ride, parking his car infront of him.
“Offering you a ride?” Yesung answers.
“Do I know you?” Ryeowook asks, obviously ignoring Yesung with his arrogant tone. Yesung thinks he learned this from Kyuhyun.
“Quit being so stubborn and get in,”
“Why?”
“Because I said so,”
“Then I really won’t get in,” Ryeowook snobbed him and walked away casually, not showing any signs of defeat, yet.
So Yesung stopped the engine and went out of his car, deciding to follow Ryeowook and his childish acts. It wasn’t pretty much of a fight but Ryeowook was so affected by it and so they ended up to this. He then catches up to Ryeowook and grabs his wrist, pulling him and Ryeowook turns to him.
“Let go of me you bastard,” Ryeowook swore, glaring at him.
“Whoa,” Yesung reacts. “What happened to you while I was gone?”
“Something you won’t even care,”
“Do I look like I don’t care?” Yesung asks, in an obvious worried tone. “Baby-“
“Don’t “baby” me,” Ryeowook counters immediately. “I’m not a baby anymore!”
“Awwh….look at who’s saying he’s not a baby anymore…”
“YESUNG!” Ryeowook yells angrily. “I’m warning you, if you don’t leave me alone, I’ll send you back abroad!”
“And how are you gonna do that…baby?” Yesung asks, crossing his arms, smirking.
“I can do that if I want too! Argh! You’re seriously pissing me off!” He exasperates, stomping his food with his fists clenched. "And stop calling me baby!"
Sungmin waits inside the bus until he arrives when he decided to call Kibum, asking where he was. After receiving an answer of “Infront of Inha University!” he decided to get off the bus at the street nearer to the said school, though he was actually confused on what Kibum was doing there but he went straight nonetheless. When he arrived, he saw Kibum leaning on the wall beside the gate waiting for him with his earphones plugged. “Kibummie!” He yells and waves as he approached him calmly.
“Oh Sungson,” Kibum turns to him and took off his earphones, hiding it inside his pockets. “Took you long,”
“Sorry,” He apologizes. “By the way, why are we here?” at my Mom’s former school? He wanted to add.
“Well, I found out the Mrs. Cho went to school here so maybe we can find some information about her if you really wanna know her well,”
Just the first few phrases made him freeze; he didn’t like what he was hearing. Though it might just be a coincidence that both his mom and Kyuhyun’s mom may have went to the same school but, how many cases are there about two different people having moms who look like each other and now went to the same school. It’s just not making sense at all.
“Yah, you listening?” Kibum asks, moving in front of him and waving his hands and he finally snaps. He didn’t even hear Kibum talking.
“Huh? Oh sorry,” Sungmin apologizes, smiling. He then looks around the busy school and wonders. “Can we get in easily?” He asks.
“Sadly, no,” Kibum says, frowning. “Only students can go in and those who have businesses inside,”
“Then what are we doing here?” Sungmin asks frankly, confused on why they were still standing in front of the school when they couldn’t even come in.
“Don’t worry, I have an idea,” Kibum whispers, grinning.
“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Sungmin says, sighing as he looks at the dress inside the paper bag Kibum handed him. “This is a girl’s uniform Kibum!” He yells, complaining, probably knowing what’s gonna happen afterwards.
“Exactly,” Kibum replies. “Only students can get in so maybe we could dress up as one,”
Makes sense, Sungin thought. He thinks there’s nothing much he can do, he wanted some answers and if this is a way to find it might as well do it. Besides, it’s not like this’ll be the first time it happened anyway so he nods, giving in. “Fine,” He says, glaring. “It’s not like there’s something I can do about it anyway,”
So Sungmin hides behind the wide trunk of a large tree just around the corner and carefully changed his clothes, praying that Kibum won’t see him changing or else he’ll know he’s a guy. He then showed himself after he finished changing, wearing a white blouse covered with a black cardigan, a necktie and a fake I.D, matched with short black and white checkered culottes and school shoes.
Kibum was left hanging with his jaws dropped as he stares at Sungmin, and Sungmin knows it all, he surely knows how gorgeous he looks with teenage uniforms. “Suits you,” Kibum compliments. “See? There weren’t really any difference on how you look with the girl students here,” He adds and he chuckles with Sugmin.
“Yeah yeah,” Sungmin nods, smiling and pulling down the skirt again. “So, I guess we can come in now?”
“Yeap,” Kibum nods. “Let’s go?”
“Sure~”
They got in easily since the guards obviously was staring at Sungmin all the time and they didn’t dare to look at his I.D when he suddenly went “So embarrassing…” as she bite her lips, directly to the guards.
None of the two of them is familiar with the school so they decided to look at the directory of the school. Such a huge school, Sungmin thought. “Okay…well this is gonna be easy,” He says, sighing.
Kibum then looks around from where they were standing. “It seems like no one’s outside, I think they’re having classes now?” He says.
“I think so,” Sungmin replies, nodding. “It’s near 12 pm, I think the students are gonna have their lunches soon,” And the bell rang right after finishing his sentence. “I said so…”
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, the students are all walking out of the rooms, running, there are yellings, and there are some who are singing or playing instruments. Kibum and Sungmin were frozen as they stood there, infront of the directory. “Should we…go ask someone?” Kibum suggests and both of them looks around. Seems like a busy school.
“Yeah…” Sungmin agrees, nodding. “But who?”
Kibum then approached one random girl who was sitting on a bench under the tree, busy writing something. “Excuse me?”
The girl looks up and smiles. “Yeah?”
“Um hi, do you know where I can find some information about the former students here?”
“Former like…last year?” She asks, giving a hint of confusion.
“Yeah…?”
“Then you can go to the library, there are Yearbooks there,” She says.
“Oh, thank you,” Kibum smiles at her and bows before leaving and walks back to Sungmin whom he notices is being shot many glances from the guys passing, even from the guys sitting at the benches. “Sungson,” He calls and when Sungmin smiles at him, he saw the guys frowning.
“Oh Kibum, so…?”
“She said there are Yearbooks in the library,” He starts. “We can go there,”
“Really?!” Sungmin asks and turns to the Directory. “Library…oh! There it is!”
“Stop following me,” Ryeowook says for the nth time as he shots a glare at Yesung for the nth time too.
“Won’t make me,”
“Honestly, what is wrong with you?” He asks, stopping and turning around to Yesung behind him.
“No, what is wrong with you?” He asks back. “It was just some misunderstanding, you didn’t even let me explain and now you hate me,”
“Oh, you think that was just some misunderstanding huh? Guess what, it is and I don’t care!”
“Then why are you mad at me?!”
“Because you’re stupid and heartless!” Ryeowook yells in anger and continued walking as Yesung follows him still.
Sungmin and Kibum arrived at the huge library after 30 minutes of walking. They originally walked to a wrong direction because the Directory was facing them but they managed after a few of questions from random people passing by. Sungmin then sat at the bench outside, panting. “I’m tired…”
Kibum sighs and sat beside him, looking around. “I wonder why this place is so quiet…” He says, wondering. The whole scenery was too calm for his liking but it was beautiful. The huge library being at the end of this road with trees aligned beside the road along with bushes behind the benches. Add the birds too and fallen leaves. Very much calm matched with the light breeze and soft wind rustling the trees.
“It is right?” Sungmin seconded. “I wonder why too but this place is so relaxing…” He adds, leaning on the bench.
“Hey, we need something here?” Kibum says, reminding Sungmin and he frowns.
“Oh…right,”
“Come on,” Kibum then grabs Sungmin by the hand, pulling him towards the huge library. When he opened the library, they saw some students reading books and walking around but there were very few of them.
“Wow…so big…” Sungmin exclaims, looking up the ceiling. “And so high…” He adds.
Kibum then thought of how are they gonna find the Yearbooks and after seeing a receptionist, he decides to approach her…the receptionist. “Excuse me,”
The receptionist looks up at him and smiles, acknowledging him. “Yes? May I help you?”
“Umm…where can I find the year books?”
The receptionist then chuckles. “You’re new here?”
Kibum felt dumbfounded yet confused. “Y-yeah…I’m quite new,”
“I really wonder why students keep coming at the middle of the semester,” She says, chuckling even more. “Anyway, go up the 3rd floor, all of the saved Year Books are there,”
Kibum took the ‘saved’ word seriously and was gonna ask what was that about but shook it off because originally, he doesn’t care and it’s probably just a word. He then walks back to Sungmin who was still amazed about the whole place and their uniqueness and Kibum snapped him back to reality. “Sungson,” He calls and Sungmin looks to him.
“Oh sorry,”
“Yearbooks are at the 3rd floor, come on,” He says and he walks first followed by Sungmin.
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a/n: will upd8 tomorrow don't worry ^^
i had my exams so i wasn't able to upd8..sorry =(
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