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Chapter 10

°Jisung°

Sitting by Channie Hyung, I found myself staring at the worksheet blanking as I didn't know where to start. It wasn't that I didn't understand the material or lesson, but something just felt... Off.

Like something was just in the way and I couldn't see what it was, so it just felt like a guessing game. On top of that, I felt as if my brain just couldn't focus on the task and it was just wading through mud or thick smog. I. Just. Can't. Focus.

Come on, brain, just work with me! Focus, focus, focus..... Uggh—I give up...

Shaking my head in attempt, I turn my head to see Channie working. Why couldn't I just fall into work as naturally as he can? Just then, the feeling of not wanting to pay any attention towards the given school work suddenly washes over me as if waves crashing itself into rocks. That was then, when I realized I was already subconsciously tugging at Hyungie's sleeves.

"Yes, buddy?"

Letting out a inaudible note slip my lips, I suddenly found difficulty in just stringing words together as if I was young child. Now that I think about it, I might as well just throw responsible against a wall as the urge of dependency begins to grows stronger. Settling in my frustration of not being able to control my state of mind, a pout inches onto my face.

"Alright, Sungie, we can go now, but you need to follow,"

Hyungie would then once again speak up as I was suddenly pinched out of the thoughts I didn't realize I was floating in. However, it was not his voice that pulled me out, instead it was the sudden loud chimes of the school bell that immediately queued the closing the school day. Barely grasping on what's happening, I clung to Channie's arms as if he was the only anchor that I needed to stop the fleeting control I had upon myself.

Once everyone left the room, and everything become more settled, Hyungie's hand reaches to my cheeks. As he strokes at my cheeks, I sudden felt the wettening of them.

Was I crying? Why? Was I just overwhelm, or what?

Still being confused of what is happening, I allow myself to follow Chan as he lead us to who knows where. I didn't argue nor resist because in that moment I just needed Hyungie's presence right then and now.

• • •

Rising from my sleep, my once cloudy thoughts and emotions clears as if on a sunny day. Oh, how refreshing a nap can be. Now lifting my head to scan my surroundings, something felt foreign. Just now hitting me, I realized Channie's arms lightly wrapped around my waist. At this point, to say I was confused was a understatement.

What in the world happened here? Why were we cuddling?

"Oh, morning, Sungie. Did you sleep well?" Before I can delve and pour back into my buzzing thoughts, Hyung once again semi-pulls my attention. Now facing towards him, I must've not answered for awhile as he is now starting into my face (more like my eyes) which I wasn't prepared for. Subconsciously jumping backwards out of shock, I anticipated the incoming impact. From one moment to the next, my eyes where shut tightly and my whole body anticipates for impact, however, suddenly switching gears, the gentle chuckles from Channie fills my ears.

After affirming my safety, I hesitantly open my eyes as I found myself, once again, in the arms of Hyung. "Sorry there, Sweetie. Didn't mean to scare you. Anyways, did you sleep well?"

"Well yeah, I slept fine. I mean... Just confused why I'm here—or more specifically, why I'm in your bed?"

"Oh yeah, about that. First of all, we found about your Little side because you somewhat slipped; Second, because you seemed stressed and overwhelmed yesterday, it probably led you to kinda slipped young, therefore, you were vulnerable. Also, because you wanted cuddles, I volunteered as tribute."

As Channie Hyung explains, he chuckles to himself at his conclusion. Despite my rising embarrassment (that was probably very prominently displayed on my cheeks and ears), I still didn't quite understand what a Little was, however; I didn't need to ponder too long, as Chan further explains as if he could read my mind.

I mean, now that I think about it, he probably can... Nah, probably not because he would've responded to my thoughts by now.

"Wait—Where Binnie Hyung? I thought he was here before I fell asleep." Suddenly realizing the lack of the Dwaekkiri's presence, I looked around for his potential appearance.

"Oh, yeah. He should just be down on the floor because he refused to join in on the cuddle-fest up here. Also, he said something about him liking dark. Whatever that means." Chan would then respond in Korean before promptly switching to English as he continues to gesture to the blanket pile on the floor beside the bed while chuckling warmly.

"Uhg—Jisung, what are you doing?" Changbin waking from his slumber, groans as I lay on top of him while burying my face into his neck. I decide to gave no reply because; one: I didn't have a actually explainable reason, and two: I normally do this already, he will just accept it in bit. "Okay, not gonna reply? I get it." Now not paying any attention towards my actions, he spills his final response before sitting up and turning to Chan where they carry out a conversation which I took no part in (partially because I cared only for cuddles that morning).