[Jinyoung Says : ]

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7.20 AM 

Now he was in his school uniform, leaning against the wall, waiting for someone in front of a one-story house. His finger hovered absentmindedly on the screen.

Bip!

The sound of the door closing rang out. make him stop before putting the mobile phone in the school bag and turned to look at the person waiting Yoon Jisung was in a suit and tie, hanging his employee ID card around his neck. In his hand, his work bag was walking towards him in a hurry.

“How long have you been waiting?” he greeted.

"No, I just arrived recently."

“Ah, yes, I might be late from work today. Just in case, my boss made an appointment to talk with a big customer at 4:00 p.m."

The other party's face twisted in guilt. Today, his mother invited the other party to have dinner together. Because the sales were able to meet the goals that were set. Not to mention how good the mood was. By now you've probably already thought of the menu and what you'll make for dinner this evening.

"It's okay. Stay close. When we break up, Hyungkatok, come tell me."

"Uh-huh," some people responded. He secretly smiled mischievously with a plan in mind.

"And how is Taewoong hyung?"

“I see you got a job at an overseas export company.” He nodded before taking the opportunity. When the other party was caught off guard, he snatched the bag to carry instead.

“Jinyoung-ah, give me back my bag,” a small figure protested.

“I won't return it. This bag is too heavy. I helped hyung carry it myself.” He would later complain that his shoulder was hurting and he stubbornly refused to go to the massage parlor again.

"Did you tell me to give my bag back?"

Jisung comes in and snatches the bag. He used his speed to avoid the hands of the other people, left and right, while silently curling his lips and saying, "If you want it, come and give it back yourself."

“Yah, Bae Jinyoung, I'm your hyung. I told you to bring my bag. Bring it."

Some people lost their patience and came to grab the bags in earnest. Of course, he ducked away. Until he glanced at the numbers on the wristwatch screen and couldn't find anything. He had to use his special technique.

"There's a presentation today, right?" he warned. It worked! Some people stopped. Those eyes widened. Before coming over and hitting him on the shoulder, venting his anger.

“Really, if I'm late because of you, what will I do? Today I made an appointment to talk with customers early in the morning. I will miss it because you can't... “Some figures hurriedly overtake him.

The corners of his mouth twitched up into a smile. He might be a bit psychotic, but...

Yoon Ji Sung is so cute when he moans.

At school

He sped past the administration teacher, who was usually wearing a gym uniform, a whistle hanging from his hand, a long stick tapping rhythmically in his hand. He held up his watch to the other party to see that it was not late yet. Running along the basketball court before hurriedly walking up to the school building He had to make it to homeroom in time.

But before reaching the classroom There was a girl blocking his way....

The surrounding people gathered together in interest, some gossiping, others taking photos. And the topic they are focusing on is anything but. Aside from him and the woman in front of him, he sighed, he was now facing one of the situations he wanted to avoid the most.

“Bae Jinyoung, I like you.”

Pale pink cheeks The eyes that looked at him were expectant and embarrassed. The pair of hands that held the letter trembled slightly. The opposite picture would make many men's hearts tremble quite a bit. But all of these elements could not make him accept the other's confession. Because he already has someone he likes. It could be none other than the owner of the smiling eyes who had just recently separated.

He sighed again, bracing himself for words of denial.

"Sorry, I already have someone I like." He finished walking past the girl without looking back.

“Jinyoung, I'm really asking. Have you never thought of looking at other people?"

“That's Jungmari, the new kid who's popular right now. When I post, thousands of people click likes."

When he walked into the room Haven't had time to sit down yet. His friends talked about the love confession scene that had just ended. It must be a pity for 'Jung Mari'. He's heard this name quite often lately. New students who have just joined the school recently But it has become popular both inside and outside the school.

"No," he answered almost immediately upon hearing the question.

Since he met Yoon Ji Sung That man who was nine years older than him. His eyes had never looked at anyone in four years, whether it was a woman or a man who came to confess their love to him, he was always rejected. Until some people thought he was just making up an excuse. Only his closest friends knew who the person he loved was.

He still remembers that day well. The day I met someone for the first time...

At that time he was in his second year of high school. He rang the doorbell as he did every day. But the person who opened the door was a stranger. He looked many years older than him. A smile that spans both mouth and eyes is friendly and calm at the same time. This made him stop, not knowing what to do. He just stood there, looking blankly at the owner of that smile.

How can a person have such a bright smile?

"Why don't you try dating...." His friend's voice called him out of his reverie.

“Alright, quiet now. The teacher will call out his name, Kim Go Eun..." The homeroom teacher's voice saved his life from his friend's questioning.

7PM

at his house

Ding-Tong

The doorbell rang, causing him who had just recently sat down to open the door.

No sooner had Yoon Jisung, in his work clothes, walked out of the door. He handed the bag to him with what could be called a force. Almost threw it at him to hold.

I'm still not upset about this morning. he chuckled Then he followed a certain figure and sat at the dining table.

He sat down to eat as usual. He ate his rice without any care. Pick up a piece of food and put it in your mouth. Until he saw his mother holding out "that" tteokbokki and placing it on someone's rice bowl.

"Eat a lot. Thank you for taking care of the lovely Jinyoung..."

Phew!

Faster than you think He used his chopsticks to take the "thing" from his mother's chopsticks and put it into his own mouth.

"Seriously, this child, why are you stealing from his older brother?" His mother complained in a displeased tone.

".................................................. ..........." He didn't answer, just shrugged. Then scoop up food and eat. But when out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure holding that "thing" again, his hand moved to grab it from his own mother's hand again as well.

"Eh, again." His mother put down the chopsticks. before raising his hand and preparing to punish him for causing embarrassment

"It's okay, Auntie."

He knew that Yoon Jisung didn't like to eat carrots. But he didn't dare tell his mother that he didn't like to eat. Afraid that his mother would feel sorry for him. Therefore, every time someone wanted to eat a carrot, he had to fight for it before the other person could put it in his mouth.

 7:40 PM

“Later, you don't have to do this. I could really eat carrots. I just don't like it." Someone said after coming up to his room and being alone with the two of them.

"I'm going to take a shower first," he said, walking into the bathroom.

8PM

He walked out of the front room wearing only a towel. In his hand he was still wiping his hair that was not yet completely dry. His personal tutor had already fallen asleep.

Free free~

Regular breathing accompanied by the sound of soft snoring. Glasses still stuck on the bridge of the nose It indicates the tiredness of the body owner very well.

Must be very tired. Yesterday I ended work late. Where to prepare the powerpoint? Where to practice presenting? The next day, I still had to give a morning presentation.

He walked in and sat next to the figure. He stared at the sleeping face of the other before using his fingertips to lightly run down the other's underside. Then gradually He slowly took off his glasses, trying to cause as little pain as possible to the figure in front of him. He gently and gently supported the body onto the bed. Loosen your clothes and feel comfortable.

Tid Tid

He used it to rest on the thin body's head from time to time. Then adjust the air conditioner to make sure it isn't blowing too hard on the other person's head.

He sat down on the table and started reading under the light of the lamp.

It's getting close to exam day. He must be diligent.

the next morning

Now he's interacting with Jisung through the app, chatting back and forth. The content of the chat was inevitably about last night when he refused to wake the other party up. resulting in not being taught as agreed upon Now I'm really upset. As for him, he couldn't help teasing the other party.

Ji Sung [

heart]

Why are you calling? We're actually talking.

“What is it, Jisunghyung?” he admitted, even though his heart was still suspicious.

“Ji Sung hyung, Ji Sung hyung, can you hear me?”

".................................................. .” He asked again but there was no response. There was only the sound of people talking and the rustling of clothes.

Jisung must have accidentally hit the call button, so he better hang up.

His finger moved to the end of the call button.

“So, what do you think about Jinyoung and sure?” a man's voice called out. He recognized this voice as Ha Sungwoon, Jisung's younger friend who had known him since childhood. And also another person who knew that he secretly liked Jisung for four years. He also asked for help from the other party to act as a matchmaker and assistant to block the people who often flirted with Jisung.

He gestured to his friends. His voice fell silent. Before turning on the speaker Because it was a question that he himself had always wanted to know.

“Jinyoung is a good-looking kid, hard-working at school, and has a kind heart.”

“I didn't mean it like that. I mean it as a man who likes you.” Sungwoon-hyung's voice was slightly annoyed.

"You know that I only think of Jinyoung as a younger brother."

It was as if someone had splashed cold water on him from head to toe. Silence reigned so that if anyone dropped a needle on the floor, they would be heard.

Bip!

He hung up the phone as soon as he regained consciousness.

"Ji ..Jinyoung-ah"

"Take good care of yourself."

"Yes, take it easy. Maybe.."

He gripped the phone in his hand so tightly that his whole hand was shaking. His friends tried to comfort him but he couldn't take it anymore.

He turned to avoid his friend's hand trying to comfort him. before turning and running without thinking for his life.

"Jinyoung-ah!!"

Bang!

He slammed the door shut with all his might. before throwing his jacket on the floor His chest rose and fell with anger. His whole body was soaked with sweat.

He was so angry he was about to explode right now. Now I'm looking for a way to vent this anger.

He went straight to turning on the computer before moving the mouse over to click on a game that he hadn't played in a long time. The timing was just in time for a friend from high school to invite him to play this game as a group.

Nevermind, group play, solo play are the same. He thought as he intertwined the fingers of both hands together. Before stretching a little before starting the game

The sound of rapid clicking with scores skyrocketing quickly Can indicate his mood very well.

Maybe he thought that Didn't he express himself enough? The other party didn't even realize it. For four years he had clearly tried to express his love.

His anger grew more and more. When thinking about the words of some

The game progresses continuously. Until the end of one "turn" is enough.

Of course, while playing the game, his friends also praised him. They both cursed and praised him.

"Yah, who are you mad at?"

"Oh, what's wrong? We hardly shot at all."

"Sorry, I'm a little irritated," he finished, pulling the headphones out of his ears and placing them on the table.

one week later

He looked blankly at the reflection in the mirror. The figure in the mirror that stared back at him was a young boy with a weary look on his face and red eyes from not getting enough rest for several days. Sad eyes

He sighed and absentmindedly buttoned up his school shirt.

The sound of his phone's ringtone snapped him out of his trance.

Ji Sung [

heart]

He let the phone ring again and again. I think I'll just put it aside.

But the sound of the phone never seemed to stop, as if the caller wouldn't give up.

It's been a week.

He sighed before deciding to answer the phone.

"Jinyoung-ah, why are you answering the phone so late? I'm waiting."

".................................................. ....." What should he say?

"Why are you quiet? I'm waiting. Hurry up. If I'm late for work, you'll die." Someone said quickly before pressing to end the call.

Jisung still acts the same?

His brain was completely confused. Even though he didn't intend to confess his feelings last night. But he hoped Jisung would give him an answer. Or did they have some reaction? But here there isn't any. What should he do next?

He opened the door.

Some bodies remain the same. Wearing work clothes and carrying a laptop bag, but the difference is that this time the person waiting wasn't him.

“What are you waiting for? You'll be late soon," the other said, walking up to him and holding his hand, trying to get him to walk together.

He looked away at Jisung who was holding his hand. But the body is still in the same place.

If he follows some body He must be Ji Sung's good little brother like before.

There is no opportunity to confess your love to the other person.

His heart didn't want to hurt anymore...

He thought slowly. Take out the hand that the thin body is holding.

And can you bear to live with a man named “Yoon Jisung,” a voice in his head asked him.

Can you endure it? The voice asked again.

He clenched his bottom lip tightly as he thought.

Ah, Yoon Ji Sung, Pa Bo, really.

After pondering for a while He decided to speed up his steps and follow the figure.

Maybe it's good like this. After all, he knew that there was absolutely no way he would be able to get over his feelings any time soon. As long as he could be with the person in front of him like this, that would be enough. No matter what status

Maybe he's also the person who "Pabo" is in love with....

 END

Writer Talk :

Hello Hub, Wright himself has finally finished writing it. In fact, he hesitated for a long time before releasing him from the pickled jar.

Because I'm worried whether the wedding will come out well or not. And secretly put pressure on myself. I want to dress well.

I don't know if readers will be confused. But the ending is an open-ended ending. After all, it was only Jinyoung's opinion.

In the future, the two of them may or may not develop a relationship with siblings.

If so, please leave some feedback on our fic. You can leave your comments in the comments.

P.S. 1 After reading this, I would like to share with you a backhoe couple. Please keep Jisung in the arms and hearts of readers.

P.S. 2 If you have the fire and diligence, the next story is the Dan Song couple.

P.S. 3: I think you may not have written much of your own fic yet. Because I think I should capture the experience of the descriptive language better and then rewrite it. I don't know if there's anyone waiting.