[OS]love me again 

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[OS] LUMIN : Love me again

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“Hyung, is it empty tonight?”

“Is there anything free tonight, Yixing?”

“Just tonight, we met for drinks. Are you interested, hyung?”

“Don't you have work tomorrow that makes you want to drink, hmm?”

"I don't have work tomorrow. You can get drunk."

“Haha, okay, then hyung, follow me.”

“Same store, hurry and come.”

Tid...

I hung up the phone from my younger brother, Yixing or Lay, a young man who had come all the way from mainland China. His slight accent made him faint. I suddenly thought of something from the past. I also knew another Chinese friend. My eyes caught sight of a cardboard box hidden under the bed. As if by mistake, I unwrapped the cardboard box that held my childhood memories. It's already come out.

Actually, calling it childhood memories isn't accurate because everything I keep is related to that person who came into my life when I was a trainee at one of the Korean entertainment companies I belonged to. In the present, no matter how long it takes, it will take a long time. But if you look at it from another angle, it's fast, really strange.

A photograph album was carefully picked up and on the spine it read:

xiumin

It's my stage name. The album was full of Polaroid photos, some of which were of me and him, but other than that, it looked like I had been secretly taken. I suddenly thought of a skinny but not fragile man who would talk to me all day long. His Korean language skills at that time could be considered short and simple, to the point where I sometimes had to help teach him until now he spoke more fluently. Some native English speakers have lost their sense of identity when looking back.

What time did he take to secretly take pictures of me? I'm not sure if I've ever asked him or not. If I had, I'd probably be a very bad person. Because damn it. I forgot his answer. Why didn't I pay any attention to him back then? I really can't use it. A thin smile spread on his lips, but tears flowed without realizing it..Ah, have I gone crazy? Will you be happy or cry? Pick one, Sim Min Seok-ah.

I hurriedly wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes and put the album in the box, glancing at the clock. It's six o'clock now. If I'm going out drinking with the younger guys, I should go get ready.

One hand was rubbing his damp hair, the other was choosing what clothes to wear. What should I wear today? I ran my hand along the hangers, one at a time. It's good to wear them casually too. I don't want to be too formal. So let's take this one. I took a simple black shirt and a nice pair of jeans that I like to wear. Spray perfume that you spray regularly. Pick up your wallet and important things.

I didn't forget to pick up a mask before leaving the room. My fateful eye caught sight of the silver necklace that I used to like to wear. I emphasize that I used to like wearing it because now I hardly even touch it. I'm in two minds about whether to wear it or not? But in the end I picked it up and put it in my pocket. I wanted to carry it but didn't want to wear it. Understand me.

If you don't understand, you can pretend to understand. Haha.

It's almost 7 p.m. and the weather is quite cold. This month is getting close to being cold. How could the stupid Minseok forget to bring a coat? If it were before, I would probably get scolded. But I got that person's coat to wear for the cold instead. I accidentally looked beside me. Ah, I forgot that he wasn't by my side anymore. I hugged myself with both hands and hurriedly lowered my head and walked to the liquor store that my younger siblings liked to come to because it was close to our residence, quiet and private.

Asked if I like to drink The answer is that it's just that there was a time when I drank until I was very drunk. Because at that time he was beside me so I trusted him. I made a promise to him that I wouldn't get drunk if he wasn't around. Since then, it's been many years since then. Because of that contract, I rarely touched these intoxicants anymore.

Grung, Grung, Grung.

The bell rang as I opened the door and saw my younger siblings chatting in front of the bar, some of them standing around the billiard table with expressions of fun on their faces. The atmosphere in the shop was not noisy, just the sound of soft music playing in the background. The sound of chattering back and forth. I heard it but didn't create a nuisance.

My younger sibling, Jongdae, ran up to me as soon as I entered the store. He asked why I wasn't wearing a long-sleeved shirt even though it was cold today. He took off the long-sleeved shirt he was wearing and let me put it on like he usually did. Jongdae always takes such good care of me. Thank you. I can only smile a little as I like to do.

“Hyung, you're late.”

Baekhyun said with a slightly annoyed expression as soon as I reached the actual bar. This kid also likes to tease me all the time. I took the amber-colored drink from the big maknae sitting next to me and raised it up to drink the first one-shot like I usually do.

...Don't get drunk if I'm not with you...

The hand that was about to lift the glass to his lips was suddenly stopped by a voice in my head. I had heard this sentence hundreds of times. But I've never paid attention to it, so why now do I feel a tingle in my heart? I shake my head gently, pushing my crazy thoughts away.

“Hyung, aren't you interested in playing with us?”

Chanyeol asked as soon as the boy knew I had arrived. He took his eyes off the billiard balls and called out to me brightly. I shook my head softly and gave him a small smile.

"If you change your mind at any time, please tell me."

I nodded softly at him. Put down the glass of liquor in your hand and order the bartender to serve you water instead. I really don't want to get drunk today. The atmosphere is simple. You guys invite me to talk sometimes. But I was always more of a listener than a speaker. There were times when the kids would push me to drink. But not to the point of being drunk, just dizzy.

I glanced at the clock. It's almost 8:00 p.m. and everyone else is still having fun. But why do I suddenly feel like going back? The kids say that lately I like to keep to myself. Since that person left, I wasn't cheerful. At first I wanted to deny it. But recently I must really be like you guys say, or is it because there's no one around to complain about things I don't talk about, or is it because there's no one to talk to?

Even though I had really pushed him away in the past, why do I suddenly want that person to come back? I'm really bad.

I'm crying, I'm crying.

The bell in front of the store rang indicating that there was a new arrival who was probably Manager Hyung who just followed because he was busy with work. I, who was slumped over the bar counter, didn't look up. My eyes were focused on a clear glass containing almost completely depleted amber colored liquid. It's like now the whole world is just me and this glass, or am I going to get drunk?

Someone poked me from the side. I looked up but staggered slightly because I looked up too quickly. Is this what you call being drunk and almost falling off your chair? I'm so funny to myself. His lips suddenly turned into a smile at his own thoughts, momentarily forgetting that someone was staring at him.

“What are you laughing about, hyung? Are you drunk now? Shall we go back?”

Lay, who had nudged me earlier, spoke up and I looked up at my younger brother. It really is Yixing. I don't answer you, but smile so wide that you can see the rabbit's teeth, so cute. Don't ask because I don't know why I'm smiling.

“Drunk with alcohol or just water?”

The young boy gently waved his hand in front of my face. Makes me want to grab that white hand and squeeze it until it's scared, but I'm so sleepy and I really want to sleep.

“Hyung, are you listening to me? Minseok hyung??”

“Is Minseok drunk?”

A soft voice sounded behind Yixing. It's so familiar, like I've heard it somewhere. It's like I heard it a long time ago. I don't want to hear that person's voice. I don't like it. My heart beats too fast. I really don't like this gloomy feeling in my heart. I really don't like it.

“Bao Zi, don't get drunk. I just arrived.”

Yixing ducked out of view and let someone walk and stop in front of me instead. I looked up at that person. It's like everything was just a dream. A young man with sparkling eyes and soft hair who used to lie in my lap without my consent once, a handsome face that I once thought was very beautiful, a body that I once thought was fragile but that used to protect me. Countless times are right in front of me.

Luhan...

It was as if there was a buzzing sound of a frequency in my head as if everything had gone quiet. Everything around disappeared. There was only me sitting and looking at myself in the past. Various images related to that young man popped up in my head. Even though I tried to delete it, even though I tried...

Baozi...

I like Baozi, let's date?

what??

In the past, you thought of me as just a friend??

Isn't that true?

You don't like me?

In the past, you must have annoyed me a lot.

excuse me

Then I'll go myself.

Goodbye, Minseok.

Hahaha

The children's laughter made me realize that I am currently not sure how I came to sit with the children on the sofa in the middle of the store. Everyone was sitting together and laughing and having fun. The conversations didn't enter my head at all. The light was dim, which made it difficult for me to see the face of the man across from me. But it's good, like people who have lost their hearing.

I could only sit and look at that person. But most of the time, those damned eyes would turn back to look at the wide-eyed young man in front of him anyway.

As time passed, everyone seemed to slowly drift into intoxication and good feelings. It's been a while since we've gathered together once. Chanyeol, who drank more than everyone else, started to act drunk and talk a lot. He cracks some jokes. Some jokes, even though I don't know what other people are laughing at. Sometimes I secretly laugh along with it.

Crack, Crack, Crack.

Luhan took out his communicator and everyone teased him, turning the screen on which a picture of a cute woman appeared for everyone to see. Even more, he drew cheers and teasing from the youngsters. He cheerfully excused himself to answer the phone. On the outside, I myself was smiling and laughing with the youngsters. But for a moment I lowered my head and smiled wryly to myself.

What are we doing? I swear right now I don't even know why I'm smiling. Maybe I'm doing it just because I don't want to ruin the atmosphere, or maybe I'm doing it because I don't want anyone to worry or maybe I'm doing it because of me. I definitely don't want to attract Luhan's attention. Are you confused? I'm confused myself too.

Sehun, who was sitting next to me, picked up the empty glass that I had been holding onto for some unknown time and the tall maknae poured me more liquor. He himself had drank a lot but then held out his glass to me. I clinked the glass with his once and then raised it to take a sip. But the person in front of him drank a single shot. And at the end he raised his eyebrows at me in annoyance. I gently pushed his head affectionately.

The others were also amused by Sehun's antics. Seeing me play with other maknae, they must be relieved that I'm not sad. I feel really lucky to have cute little maknae like this. Everyone cares for me. When I think about it, I smile again.

I looked outside to see Luhan standing outside talking on the phone and had to look away when the person I was staring at turned to look at me. He waved at me with a smile...

I'm so uncomfortable.

Luhan smiled at me like a normal smile I'd ever seen, but the feeling was the opposite. How could you? How could you smile at me like nothing happened? I don't like this normal smile, this expression, it's like...

It's like you really have forgotten me.

Have you completely forgotten the feelings you once said you loved me, Luhan??

You really forgot, right?

I looked back. Chanyeol challenges Jongin to a drinking duel with Suho as the referee. Baekhyun and D.O are already drunk until they collapse. Jongdae clapped his hands and cheered brightly for the two of them. Sehun himself, after finishing bothering me, got up and continued to bother others.

I looked around, everyone was laughing, I was smiling, but inside I was uncomfortable, I couldn't understand myself. What's wrong with me now? Or am I just drunk?

So uncomfortable.

Is it good to go back? Or go to sleep? Is it okay to pretend to be drunk?

The space next to me was filled again. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was. Still using the same perfume, same scent, same people, same smile. But the way he looked at me was different, really uncomfortable.

I moved to sit with my knees on the floor and pressed my back against the sofa, pretending to be interested in the kids having a drinking fight not too far away. His face was devoid of a smile, only an uncomfortable feeling filled his chest. It's all delayed.

“Are you okay, Minseok?”

That person slid down to my level and whispered questions in my ear like he liked to do. I turned to look at him and gave him the smile that I was trying so hard to put out.

“Friend, you haven't contacted me at all. If I didn't come to Seoul, I wouldn't have the chance to talk to you.”

Are you a friend??

Staring into those deer eyes, I tried to find even a shred of the feelings he had given me, but there was none. They were empty, like the eyes a friend looks at a real friend. I should be happy because at that time I told him that we would be friends. together He did it and we are friends again. Why is it delayed like this?

All of a sudden, I feel like my throat is dry. The amber water that Hun poured was not finished yet, so I eagerly took it and drank it. Luhan saw it and didn't mind. He also drank some and the two of us sat quietly next to each other for a long time. Long enough to make me feel like I really lost him.

In the past, I know that I have treated him badly. I rejected Luhan many times. Even though he did many things for me. He was very good to me but I repaid him with the word friend until he left.

Like a fool who just realized that I love him the same way but had to close my heart again when I heard the news that he was seeing a woman.

At first, I was beside myself, thinking that he was dating someone else and my friend had forgotten about me. But where was it? It hurt even more when I realized that I had truly died from his heart. That Luhan had already lost his love for Minseok. ...

Would I be selfish if I wanted him to love me again? Could you please love me again? Luhan, please come back, come back and take care of me. Give me your love, I promise I won't make you tired again. Don't cause you pain. Can you just help me...love me again??

“Are you in a relationship with someone right now? Hmm? Have you found someone you love yet?”

Stop it, please...

“I haven't talked to you in a long time and my mouth feels itchy. I want to tell you everything. Really, Minseok.”

Please stop...

“Should I tell you about my girlfriend?

After all, I don't want to listen.

Stop it, please.

Before I can't stand it...

“And Minseok…”

I can't take it anymore.

“Can you love me again?”

“What?”

“Luhan, can you please love me again?”

He finally spoke and his expression was funny. Luhan was stunned. I guess I forgot the Korean language for a moment, but anyway, when I knew what the answer was, I stood up. Stretched and sighed once. Luhan looked up at my actions and looked crazy funny. I smiled at him sincerely for once.

As for Luhan, my story is really over.

I walked out of the store alone.

He slipped his hand into his trouser pocket as he was accustomed to in the cold weather.

I felt the cool touch of the silver object in my bag and realized it was the necklace I had brought with me.

I took the necklace out of my bag.

The sparkle that emitted from the necklace in the neon light was beautiful.

Beautiful like the sparkle from the eyes of the young man he had just walked away from.

Now it really is too late.

Goodbye, Luhan.

- END -

The fic says that while writing it, I feel air-sick even though I drank a glass of iced tea. The narration intends to make the reader feel numb. Get drunk together with Pimin. At this point, it's still not possible to conclude whether P'Kae was drunk on water, on air, or on alcohol. Heh, but I don't know if readers will feel more confused than drunk or not. I'm not sure. Hahaha.

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