☆.•°' If Only We Could Turn Back Time ☆.•°' [ON HOLD]

Chapter 21 | Thank You and I'm Sorry

Jinyoung's POV

  "It's been a long time, Youngie," the man greeted, smirking.

  "Who are you?!" I let go of the railings and stood up straight, lifting my head.

  "Don't you remember me?" He let go of his lullage's handle and took a step forward. His hands, raised, as though he was initiating a hug.

  I remained silent as he took another step forward.

  "You really... don't remember me?" he put his arms down and sighed. I shook my head and walk down the stairs.

  "Well, you have all the rights not to remember me. I actually thought that you might hate me or kick me out of the house too." He bitterly smiled and removed his Gucci sunglasses.

  "Why would I hate you?" I asked, not understanding the situation.

  "I did some things that were cowardly and I betrayed you too, by running away. I basically left you guys to suffer and get tormented. I don't have the right to even step into this building." By this point, the man was already sobbing, hot tears poured out from his swollen eyes. He sniffled and wiped his tears away.

  "Who exactly are you?" I asked, with overwhelming feelings. My heart ached, just thinking about it. How did he know?

  "I'm-"

  The door opened a little wider and Mark Hyung's head popped up beside it. "Oh?" He walked into the house, standing diagonally in front of the man.

  He examined the man from head to toe, pushing in his lips until it was enveloped by his mouth, puffing up his cheeks in the process.

(A/N: I'm not sure how to describe this but it's cute actually)

  "Hey rich man, what're you doing in my house?" Mark Hyung asked. It was different from the way I had asked him. It was almost as if he was a child, asking his father a question.

  "I- Uh- I'm-" The man wiped his tears, shuttering.

  "H-He's here for a visit." I answered for him. Mark looked back and forth between the man and I.

  I already know that suspicion will arise in Mark about this situation, but I need an excuse to cover up for this man. I need to know the truth. I need to know who he really is.

  "He's one of my old classmates back in middle school. it's been a long time since I've met him or talk to him so I missed him." I thought about the situation and made up a fake scenario. I hope Mark buys the excuse.

  "Okay..." Mark awkwardly says. "How long will he be staying here for?" That question had caught me off guard and the only answer I could think of was "By the end of this year."

  "Oh okay, I guess I'll see him often then," Mark continued, "I'll head upstairs now, while you have a nice chat." With that, he smiled a little and went up.

  The man looked at me in the eye and thanked me, "Thank you, Youngie, I'm so sorry, yet so thankful towards you."

  "Don't worry about staying here. I just want you to tell me everything you know about what happened. I'll cover up whatever you need. I just need an explanation."

  "That's alright. I'm planning to tell you everything as soon as I stepped foot into this building. I'll help with the chores too. Also, if you want, I can help little Harley too. If I'm not wrong, she should be 13 years of age right now."

  "Okay. Let me just inform you that if you ever try to harm my baby, Mark Hyung or me, you will regret it." I looked at him straight into his eye.

  "I'll never do any harm to you and them. They are like family to you and any relatives to you, is a relative of mine."

  With that, our conversation ended. I helped him to carry his heavy luggage to the guest room on the second level. It took me much strength to just lift it up. But with his help, carrying it up the stairs wasn't a big deal.

  I went back to my room and changed out of my pajamas. Considering how someone that I didn't know saw me at my most vulnerable state is embarrassing.

  I washed my face again and brushed my hair a bit, just to make it look descent. After that, I went out of my bedroom and down to the living room.

Jihyun's POV

Since my phone ran out of battery, we could not ask Mark Oppa or Jinyoung Oppa to fetch us home. Yugyeom didn't bring his bus card too, so we took a cab instead.

Upon reaching home, I thanked the taxi driver and handed him the fees. We alighted the cab and walked to the gates. "Oppa! I'm home!"

Hearing no reply, I called him again. I didn't shout too loud as it was already night time and the neighbours might be sleeping peacefully.

"Oppa! Please open the door for us!" I called him again. This time the main door unlocked and someone stepped out. He walked to the gates and opened it.

"Hyun, are you sure we're at the right house? This man doesn't look like Mark hyung nor does he look like Jinyoung hyung," Bambam whispered into my ear.

"I'm sure of it. Look, it even has a swing at the corner. I can't be wrong. This is my home. This is my brother's home. This is Mark Oppa's home too."

"Oh, kids..." The man scanned each of our faces. "Perhaps, is one of you called, Jihyun?"

"Yes. I am Jihyun." I looked at the stranger. "Do I know you?"

"Oh, we've met a few times before but I'm not sure if you remember. Come on in." He answered.

"Hyun, be careful." Yugyeom whispered into my other ear. I nodded my head as I proceeded to the main door of the whole building.

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Bambam's POV

There's this strange feeling I'm getting ever since I saw the man. The feeling got stronger when I am near Jihyun. Maybe it's because he looks a bit similar to Jihyun, especially his lips.

As I walked into the living room, I could see that Jinyoung hyung was looking at me the whole time. He was standing in front of the stairs, arms folded and a serious facial expression.

"Oppa," Jihyun ran over to Jinyoung hyung and hugged him. "I miss you, Oppa" He bent down, upon seeing her running towards him.

"Aigoo, it has only been a few hours, my baby," He pinched her soft cheeks, squishing it. "얼마나 귀엽다. (How cute)"

"Oppa!" she pouted cutely while folding her arms. "Okay okay, I'll stop," Jinyoung hyung stood up and patted her head, smiling from ear to ear. How I wish to have a hyung like this.

"Bambam-ah, would you mind to help hyung out in the kitchen?" A familiar voice came from the kitchen.

I dashed over to the kitchen as fast as light and disappeared from the livingroom, leaving a line of smoke.

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A/N: Hello fellow readers! This chapter was supposed to be 2000+ words long but I decided to shorten it. There would be some drama in the next chapter as well as some flashbacks into the past.

I'm gonna do a double update by next week. So stay tuned and stay out of trouble. Be happy as always.

BTW, the whole of the next chapter is inspired (infires) by Yukihira Soma. The next chapter will mostly be about food and the past.

I guess I'll see you in the next chapter then. Goodbye and have a great weekend!