C A R N A T I O N

SEOKMIN  x  SEUNGKWAN

"Did you give this bouquet of carnations to hyung?"

"Ha^^"

"Thank you, little one."

                   s e o k m i n

s e u n g k w a n

“Ah.” Seungkwan, who was about to step out of the room, was stopped by a flower on the floor. Who put it here? He almost stepped on it, he thought to himself. Every morning on school holidays, there were always flowers placed in front of his room. But he still couldn't catch himself. I've asked many times about mothers. But mother only said 'It's a secret.

He told Mom to kiss him.' An elementary school student like Seungkwan was confused. Who has the authority to command his mother? The more he thought about it, the more his head ached. His school break should be spent with Mr. Thomas. His favorite cartoon character Don't think about flowers here.

Seungkwan walked downstairs with his friends to eat breakfast as usual. But today seems a little special. There seems to be a guest coming. If you can't help it, wouldn't it be ok to carry it up to the room to eat? The little boy made a face and thought hard about how to carry it all away. Including rice, water, and other snacks that he picked up. But a little hand tugged at the hem of his shirt.

“Where are you going, Hyung?” came the voice of another elementary school student who was younger than him. “Hyung, are you going to eat? Mr. Thomas is waiting.” “Little Seok, come with me,” said a seven-year-old boy named Lee Seokmin. “Sure. Carrying milk and snacks, let's follow Hyung." Seungkwan smiled at the little boy in front of him before ordering the younger sibling to follow him.

These two elementary school students are only two years apart. We're very close. It can be said that they grew up together. Seokmin always has a dog that comes to play at Seungkwan's house, while Seungkwan likes to secretly take his younger sibling outside to play. But today it looks like it's going to rain and besides, Mr. Thomas will be here too. Seungkwan then brought his younger sibling to sit in his room instead.

“Hyung, Seokmin is cold~” Seokmin said, blowing air into his mouth. It made Seungkwan quite fond of him. This kid is so cute I'm going to die. But why do his friends say he's so ugly? "Come here." Seungkwan patted the space next to him for him to sit before hugging Seokmin until he was lost in his embrace. "Ugh, it's so warm." The little boy smiled widely before pressing himself closer to his older brother, until almost nothing could intervene. Both of them couldn't say anything but just sat and hugged each other, watching Mr. Thomas through the square screen.

Until the little child fell asleep. It took Seungkwan to come out of his favorite cartoon world. "Oh, you're asleep. Who's going to help Hyung eat the milk, Seok?" He shook the younger sibling, hoping to wake him up. But he stopped when he saw a small flower pollen fall from his pocket.

“This is pollen, but how did it get stuck in your bag, Seokmin?” he could only ask the small figure in his arms. But no matter what, you probably won't be able to answer him. So he slowly put her down and put her to sleep well. Before getting up, he opened the bedside drawer and took out the flowers from this morning.

“Is it from this flower?” He compared the pollen to the flower in his hand. Including the flowers he kept in a big box. If you ask where these flowers come from? He couldn't answer either. He just sees it every morning.

“Yes, really. The smell is similar. But what kind of flower is this?” But he didn't know why he had brought it to him. So what are these flowers? Seungkwan could only keep his doubts in his heart. Then act like nothing happened.

'Tomorrow hyung will find out why you gave it to me, Seokmin.'

The next morning, Seungkwan woke up unusually early. He had long since gotten up to sit and watch over his bedroom door. Seungkwan sat there yawning. Seokminah~ You can't keep Hyung waiting too long.

Aiad Aad

The sound of footsteps on the wooden planks caused the sound of rustling against the wood.

It's arrived.

Seungkwan opened the door wide. Seokmin's petite figure was well revealed. Seokmin was shocked when the door suddenly opened and a small bouquet of flowers flew out of his hand.

"It was you who brought the flowers to hyung."

“Huh..” Seokmin's mouth started to turn open as tears welled in his eyes.

"Why are you crying? Hyung hasn't scolded you yet." He became agitated at the younger's tears. If you let him open your mouth and cry, his mother will definitely scold him. So he dragged him into the room, not forgetting to bring in a small bouquet of flowers.

"Choo, don't cry. Don't cry." When the door is closed, the hill is in the morning to hug and comfort him. Seokmin cried even harder than before.

"Don't be angry at Nong Seok, huh." He said and started crying. Seungkwan then left to pick up Mr. Thomas's doll and walked back to hug his younger sibling.

"Don't cry. Look, Uncle Thomas is watching you."

"vigorous.."

"I'm not crying anymore," Seungkwan secretly sighed before helping him sit on the bed. Then he picked up the box he kept the flowers in.

"But why did you bring the flowers to me, hyung?" He said and rubbed the younger's head. Seungkwan loves this young man until he dies. Everything you do is cute.

Until I didn't know that his feelings would go beyond this...

“Because of that, Kwan-hyung snatched it..” Seokmin looked up at him and smiled until her eyes fluttered. Ah, my gosh, that's so cute.

“But hyung is a man. How can a hyung be beautiful?"

“Hyung, you took advantage of Young Jok's appearance.” Without another word, Seokmin got up and walked over to pick up a small bouquet of flowers and hand them to him.

“Then please tell me hyung. What flower is this?"

"Ah Ayan"

"Huh? What is it?” What is it?

"A Nation"

"Oh, Carnation."

"Mmmm." Little head shakes up and down nonstop. So cute that Seungkwan couldn't help but smile.

"Then why did you give it to me, hyung?" He confusedly accepted the flowers before asking.

"Don't tell me! Nong Jock has gone home, bye.” Seokmin quickly waved goodbye to him before running out of the room.

“Why are you so cute, Seokmin..” He said and smiled. He could only think that if this little brother was always beside him, it would be good. He must be happy every day.

“If you really were my little brother, that would be great. We'll be able to play together all day.." The round little boy said to himself absentmindedly before falling back with the small bouquet of flowers beside him..

Time passed until they both entered high school. Seokmin moved out when Seungkwan entered middle school. That day he cried a lot. The younger man was not much different from him. Everyone was crying, looking at each other through a curtain of tears. And their happiness is about to disappear..

Seungkwan has been waiting for the return of his childhood brother. He misses Seokmin. He always picked up small handfuls of dried flowers to look at. Because just looking at it, it's like the person who gave it to him is right here next to him. But it wasn't just dried flowers that he looked at. Every day, the postman came to deliver flowers to him every day, just like when he hadn't moved out yet. Along with a small note written in the scribbled handwriting of the person he misses.

Today it's the same. The same clean white carnations for the past six years were sent to him with a short message: 'My beautiful hyung. I miss Hyung-chan.' This was enough to make him wait for this little brother. He still remembers the promise through the curtain of tears back then. A promise that we would cry instead of hugging each other Instead of smiling at each other..

"Seungkwan hyung, I don't want to go."

“Hyung, I don't want you to go, Seokmin.” Big tears fell down one after another. It's like Mr. Thomas was taken away. I don't know how. Realizing this, he threw Mr. Thomas the doll to Seokmin.

"Keep it, hyung will miss you," Seungkwan said through tears. Her body shook from the force of her sobs until her mother had to hug and comfort her.

“This is Nong Seok's. And Seok-nim will send it to you every day.” A white carnation was taken out of a small pocket by Seokmin and thrown out to him outside the window. The clean, white petals slowly dispersed in the direction of the wind until the round little child hurriedly jumped out of his mother's embrace and ran to collect the petals that had blown away.. A four-wheeled sedan imported from Europe drove past in front of Seungkook. Wan went so fast, but why did he feel like the picture was slow?

“Wait for Little Seok. Little Seokmin will come back to play with Hyung again.” A small voice shouted from the car. Both legs of the child tried to run after the car but were stopped by the mother. So I just sat and cried in the same place.

“Hyung will be waiting for you, Seokmin.” The white flower petals in his hand were scattered all over the ground. The flowers themselves changed color and became a cloudy color of dust. A small hand wiped away the tears that had fallen. I tried to open my eyes and look at the road ahead in case that car came back, but it didn't..

“Oh, is there another one?” Seungkwan looked at the paper that he had secretly inserted and smiled until his cheeks bursted.

'I'm old enough to meet hyung. Can you come see me? If we can, let's meet tomorrow at the playground that we often secretly go to together.'

Why does it have to be tomorrow? Can't it be today? Hyung, I miss you until I die. Good thing today is Saturday and he can leave the house tomorrow. Why have you never wanted the sky to brighten so quickly? Seungkwan could only look at the night sky. Counting the stars that float in the sky

“Will you miss hyung like he misses you, Seokmin..”

The horizon began to change colors, signaling a new morning. Seungkwan got up, took a shower, got dressed and came downstairs, much to his mother's shock. Why did his son wake up so early?

"Mom, I'm going out today."

“Did you secretly go on a date with a girl somewhere? Dress handsomely."

"Where's the date? I went to see Seokmin. I'll see you soon. I'll go first." Seungkwan said quickly before cutting himself off and walking to put on his shoes and leave the house.

Ah.. but what time? But never mind, he could wait all day. Even after six years he could still wait to come.

Two legs stepped onto the soft green grass. Stepping towards the swing that he had often used when he was a child. But when the younger brother moved away, he didn't come again. As he reached the swing, he stopped. because someone was already sitting He's a tall man. Broad shoulders, teenage boy Slender, beautiful hands holding a large bouquet of flowers

A high nose that sticks out from the scarf But whose face is hidden by a hat? Why did he feel so familiar?

“Hyung, you came so early. I thought I was going to look at Mr. Thomas first and then come to me.” The tall figure sitting on the swing seemed to have realized this. before looking up at him and smiling softly at him Then he got up and walked closer. But because it was winter, the wind was so strong that it blew away the tall man's hat. Likewise, the scarf that was hit by the wind slowly loosened and fell on the grass. That's right, this person, this kind of eyes, this kind of nose, this kind of mouth, this kind of flower. this..

“Seokmin..” A soft voice called his name. But it reverberated in his heart. The voice he misses The person in front of him had always been missed.

“Yes, it's me, Lee Seokmin.” After saying that, he handed the bouquet of flowers to his elder.

"This bouquet of carnations Did you give it to hyung?”

"Ha^^"

“Thank you, little one.” Seungkwan slowly reached out and picked up the bouquet of flowers in front of him. before hugging with regret

"Hyung, I really miss you. Huh.." Tears of thought were continuously released. The elder's small body trembled in the younger's embrace.

“I miss you too, hyung.” Both hands raised up to hug each other tightly. Each side hugged each other more tightly with the power of nostalgia. Before breaking apart Seungkwan took his younger brother's hand and led him back to his home. Along the way, he talked about various stories that happened while he was not around. Before I knew it, I was already walking towards the house. He took the younger sibling to his mother before taking him to his bedroom.

“Why do you have to give Hyung only carnations?” Seungkwan asked as he looked at the carnations in the big box where he kept them. But today's bouquet is placed at the head of the bed.

“It's the language of flowers. It means..” Seokmin slowly walked closer to Seungkwan while he was busy placing the bouquet of flowers.

"that?"

“Pure love.” Seokmin slowly leaned his face down to his ear before whispering softly. Strong hands wrapped Hyung's body in an embrace.

"What do you mean.. Oops." A strong hand gently grabbed Hyung's small neck, turning him around before placing his mouth on it. He held it like that for a while before slowly withdrawing.

“That means I love, love, love hyung.” Seokmin slowly laid down on the bed with Seungkwan still in his arms. As a result, they both fell on top of each other on the bed.

“Hyung, I thought I would only love you.” Seungkwan turned around and hugged the other person before burying his face in his arms. Has his little child grown up like this?” At first, I wasn't sure what kind of hyung I loved. But today I met hyung and I know that I love and miss him. I miss my beautiful Seungkwan hyung."

"You're so precocious," Seungkwan said, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

"I love hyung as much as hyung loves Mr. Thomas."

"But hyung doesn't love Thomas anymore."

"What?" The hand that was holding you slowly weakened.

“Hyung, I love you, Seokmin,” he finished and his small body disappeared into his embrace. Then they both fell asleep.

Every night that passed that I had to wake up alone. But tonight, there was someone beside me every day that I had to wait meaninglessly. But today they know what they have to wait for until the day they can get together.

“Seungkwan hyung, please date me.” A beautiful white carnation was handed to Seungkwan in his school uniform like the person who gave them. “We're finally dating seriously.” He took the bouquet and looked at it. nearby It is still beautiful and unchanged. It's like their love has never changed..

From when he was five years old until now he was twenty-two years old. Six years apart as children And six years later we meet again. A total of seventeen years of knowing each other. The tens of thousands of flowers he had received every day for seventeen years was a lot. But their love is even more than that.

"I love you hyung." "Hyung loves you."

-THE END-

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