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-나는 그들의 것, 그들은 내 꺼야-

"m-myungho oppa! i'm ready!" i yelled out to myungho. letting him know i was ready for him to come in and start to dress me for tonight

the moment i said i was ready, he knocked on my door surprising me

"can i come in?" "didn't i just s-say i was ready?"

he walked into the room, scanning the entirety of it and looking at me up and down, "you reek of seungcheol hyung" he scrunched his nose and brought his hand to it, slightly rubbing it

"sorry" i mumbled with a weak smile

i looked at him for a moment, realizing he had something in his other hand, "here, put this on" he handed me the item of clothing

i looked over it, slightly confused, "what is it?"

"it's one of my old suits, you're going to wear it. you have to trust me on this one" he gave me an encouraging smile and walked a little closer to me, "go in the bathroom and put it on, and don't forget to button it completely" he turned me around and urged me to walk to my bathroom, leaving me no time to dispute is request

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i looked in the mirror for a moment with a skeptical expression, not sure of what i was wearing, "is this right?" i mumbled with a small pout

"I don't know, let me see it first" i was startled by his voice, he was on the other side of the door and was able to hear me

"o-okay, i'm coming out" i slowly made my way to the door and opened it but not before i got another glance of what i was wearing in the mirror

he looked at me up and down, deciding whether it looked good. "let me just put this on" he came
closer to me with a white belt

he urged me to put my hands up and he started putting the belt around my waist

"how are your nightmares?" he said while tying the belt, "they're... there" i let out a sigh

the nightmares were just, there. nothing more to it. they were still haunting me in the night and not allowing me to sleep

"have they gotten better?" he asked me, as his hand rested on my waist, surprising me a little. "in a way yeah. they calmed down a bit, but they're still there" i said with a disheartened voice

"do you remember some of them?" he looked deep into my eyes, his eyes were always so soft when he spoke to me. "i remember flashes of the dreams. like what the people in my dreams said and such. but the grand majority of it is a blur to me"

"what do you remember?" he rested his other hand on my cheek, "the woman who i think is my mother, she called me areum. she said even though they had already given me a name, i will always be her little areum" i looked at his chest as the words left my mouth, my eyebrows furrowing. confused on how the woman knew my name before the guys gave me my name

"who's 'they'?" he too had a confused face. "I don't know, i think it was the old lady and the man behind her maybe?" it came out as more of a question than a statement

"do you remember their faces?" "not very well. they're mostly blurs as well" i looked up again, seeing all the features of his face closely

"sorry for asking so many questions. it just feels like i haven't had an honest conversation with you on a while" he had an apologetic smile on his face

it's true. he and i haven't talked in a while. we haven't had a heart to heart like we used to when i was younger. since they've come back the closest thing to having a deep conversation with him was when we were in china, but that was cut short after the explosion