"Y/N, are we go- What the fuck?!" Hongjoong stood in the doorway with his eyes widen, looking at me and Wooyoung.
Wooyoung broke our kiss and turned to look at Hongjoong. His arm was around my waist, holding me possesively. His lips turned into a proud smirk.
"What does this mean? Y/N- Don't tell me you're cheating on me!" Hongjoong said furiously. His eyes getting read and teary slowly.
I was just staring at him expressionless. Wooyoung answered for me, "it's obvious that she chose me over you, Kim Hong-joong."
Hongjoong made his way to walk closer to me. He pushed Wooyoung away from me and suddenly, Wooyoung faded away with the wind. He took both of my hands in his, looking deeply into my eyes.
"W-why are you doing th-is to m-me?" He stuttered, tears slowly rolled down from his eyes to his cheeks, his nose was a little red.
"Hongjoong no, it's not like what you think it is!" I said and he let go of my hands. He wiped his tears away and his lips curved a smile. Not a happy smile. But a smile that was full of sadness and pain.
"Thank you, Y/N. I hope you're happy without me," he said, smiling painfully. A bead of tear escaped from the corner of his eye.
He walked back slowly, I tried reaching for him but I was pulled back. He faded away really quick and I screamed, calling his name repeatedly.
"Y/N! Wake up! Hey," I heard San's voice, he was calling me and shaking my body slowly.
I woke up and I realized that I was crying and sweating at the same time. I saw San, Jongho and my parents surrounding me. They all had that worried and concerned expression on their faces.
"Y/N, sweetheart. Are you okay?" Mom crawled onto my bed and pulled me into a calming hug, what I exactly needed.
Then I bursted into tears, not answering her question. She stroked my hair slowly and softly with her hands trying to soothe me. Jongho rubbed my back in a slow motion saying, "noona, don't cry..."
I pulled away from the hug and wiped my tear stains away from my face. "Cupcake, what's wrong?" Dad asked with his eyes softened.
I shook my head and forced a smile, "I-I'm okay, dad. Don't worry." He was astonished by my answer but finally let it slide because he knew that I didn't want to talk about it.
Mom and dad left the room, except San and Jongho. They were sitting on the edge of my bed, looking at me as if I had something important to explain to them.
"Y/N. You. Better. Tell. Us. Why. Did. You. Cry. And. What. Did. You. Dream. Of." San said with a serious face that I couldn't fight.
"Yeah noona. Explain," Jongho said after San, covering both of his arms. I sighed contently and told them what happened yesterday and what I dreamt of. Their mouths were hanging open in shock.
"yOu kIsSeD WoOyOuNg?!" Jongho and San asked in unison, raising their voices. I covered their mouth, not wanting mom and dad to hear their voice.
"Lower your voice please!" I pulled my hands away from their mouths, half glaring. "Why the fuck did you kiss him?!" Jongho asked, whisper yelling at me frustratedly.
"I- He kissed me first-"
"And you kissed him back?" San interrupted with one of his eyebrows raised. I bit my bottom lip nervously and the both of them looked at me, waiting for the answer.
"Um... yes. Yes I did," I answered, looking down and Jongho immediately groaned in frustration, "but you have Hongjoong hyung! And he loves you so much, noonaaa!"
San just looked at me and then Jongho because he didn't know what to say. He hid a secret from his siblings deep in his heart. And that secret could break his sister's relationship with her own boyfriend. He didn't want to see his sister being sad all day but he didn't have any choice left. His parents knew the secret too.
"I know, Jongho. I know!" I raised my voice and acted as frustrated as Jongho. He let out a sigh and asked, "are you going to tell him?"
I looked at him and shook my head immediately, "I swear if I tell him, he would beat the fuck out of Wooyoung's life," I made a no sign with my arms.
"Good choice," San said shortly. His mind was still thinking about how to make Y/N and Wooyoung get more closer.
"Good choice, my ass," Jongho snapped, rolling his eyes at his old brother and he continued talking, "that's not a good choice. Noona better tell him about this soon or he would know it from someone else's mouth and he would blame it all to you."
I thought for a second and looked at Jongho unsurely, "are you sure?" Then he groaned irritatedly, "1000% sure! You know he loves you!"
"Wait no. Choi Jongho, that's not right. What if Hongjoong hyung doesn't really love Y/N, huh?" San asked with his eyebrows raised.
"What do you mean, San?" I asked him with both of my arms crossed. "Yeah, what do you mean, hyung?" Jongho copied my action and the tone of my voice.
San didn't show any sign of nervousness, but deep in his heart, he was. "Nothing. Nevermind," he shrugged his shoulders off and made his was out of my bedroom.
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우영 사랑해! ;^; (I wrote that using my own brain. Omg ssjsks) Look at him ;^; my heart went boom boom. I like his black hair...
MOM I WANT TO MARRY HIM. (I'm sorry Mingi, you'll still be my baby.)