SHL

Seo Yemin

18 years old, had my first boyfriend six months ago. But it was as if their relationship was in full swing. and may be single soon

"If you can't stay, just move out."

Kim Taehyung

The 19-year-old young man seemed feisty and untrustworthy. He is a member of a new boy group from a small company.

"Why do you have to worry about everything? It's annoying."

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A rustling sound from a corner of the room woke Ye Min from her first two hours of sleep. Swollen, dull eyes collided with the tall figure of someone who was stooping to pick up soda bottles that had been strewn on the floor. and grabbed a mop and painstakingly scrubbed away the orange Fanta stains.

“I won't come tomorrow.” I don't know when Yemin got up from the futon. Pale arms hugged the young man from behind. before pressing his forehead slightly against the leather jacket. The mop in his hand stopped.

“Make some room…” The low voice was cut off because the owner of the figure was snatched by the smaller man, kissing him before they both changed their direction and herded him back towards the bed.

Two figures fell to their knees as Yemin held them still. Gaunt hands caressed the contours of his face and down his neck. She moved to his stomach and lifted up the black t-shirt before bending down to playfully kiss his wavy stomach, making him aroused. It's as if they both know what they want...

After the happiness-seeking activity ended, the little body immediately fell asleep. Long, wavy hair was scattered across his bare face and upper body. Taehyung felt that the other's body and touch were as hot as the center of the world. It was strange that it didn't radiate any warmth towards him at all.

Late the next morning The sky is bright, but if you look at it through a dusty window, many parts of it will become dull. Yemin thought the same thing if he didn't notice that on the Japanese table with rilakuma pattern under the old window, there was a box of rice with basil chicken and fried egg. A good breakfast often brightens people's moods as well.

She walked over and picked up an orange t-shirt from the pile of laundry that had been neatly folded in the narrow alcove next to the bathroom door. Putting it on his naked body, he walked straight to prepare the delicious food in front of him. I saw a note on the table covered with a round-eyed bear's head.

But I didn't have enough interest to read it.

After eating until her stomach was full, she crawled over and sat in front of the old square game screen. But it seems like it's been used too much. No matter how many times she poked the flat, round red rice, it didn't respond. When patience runs out The malnourished hand could only fling it to the ground in anger.

Inside a dessert shop at a department store on the outskirts of town. The bodies of three young men sat together on a glass-topped table.

“Hyung, eat first, it's all melted.” Taehyung pointed a long, chocolate-stained spoon in front of Min Yoongi.

“The company said that if the draft is not finished, It will not be included in our new single.” The white-faced person continued to explain the importance.

Even though they separated from the group of just three people to discuss lyrics. But he just sat and doodled here and there on the paper. Without asking a single word from them for their opinions.

"If hyung doesn't eat I'll eat it all.” Gather the clear, fruit-flavored ice flakes. Change to scooping a spoonful of it. before stuffing it into his mouth twice as fast as before.

“Jungkook, please. Why do you say you're building up your muscles for the fans?"

“No, let Jimin go alone. I'm lazy."

"Why did Kong still talk to Bang PD Nim in a different way?"

The young man turned his attention to a beautiful woman in a brand-name outfit who was walking with her group of friends. As soon as the two of them made eye contact Taehyung lightly touched his thumb to his own mouth. while blinking one eye at her

“Hyung, do you have a topic in mind yet?” the young man asked.

“The topic, he gave it to me. The love story should fit the concept of the main song."

"Oh, I thought I could write as I wanted."

"If that's the case, I don't have to worry about it, right? I don't know what logic prevents me from having a boyfriend. But sing a love song"

"I don't think it's related."

“You're too young, Jeon Jungkook.” Yoongi looked down and continued to focus on the paper in his hand.

In about three minutes the clock hands will point to one. Tell me today's 1:00 p.m. Taehyung stood up from his chair.

"I'll go first. I have urgent business."

They could only look on. The agile figure just walked out of the store. The reason for using it sounds strange.

Long legs walked briskly towards the movie theater of the Plaza building. He scanned his eyes for her. I decided to buy popcorn and two glasses of soda. and sat and waited until a full hour had passed.

Cold, cream-colored corn kernels and Fanta water that tasted brackish from the melted ice mixed in. Taehyung didn't taste anything. To be precise, there was no emotion. He threw away the paper cup and carried the popcorn bucket towards the escalator. Sharp-eyed like a hawk, he noticed the thin figure of his girlfriend in the game store. Call it a coincidence or not, they often come to watch movies together and she likes going in and out of that store. Taehyung grabbed the dry wrist of a person waiting in line to pay.

“Here I am. Tae forgives Min for being late. Choose things for a long time. What did you get?" He looked at the Tendo Switch box timidly. He didn't notice her expression fading at all.

"release"

“No, we have to go now. The movie is about to show at 25:00 in the afternoon.” The two of them held each other's hands tightly. Until I finished checking the bill and came out of the store.

Yemin shook off the squid's hand and turned and ran towards the door. The popcorn bucket fell apart from the force of the force. scattered across the glittery floor

"Hey, you're going in the wrong direction." He stepped in front of me.

"What is going on with me?"

“Did you forget?” His voice was low. He had been trying to figure out that she was just having so much fun choosing things that she lost track of time. But it seems like it's not.

"We'll go back to our room."

"Did you read the note?"

"dodge"

"Why did you say yesterday that you wanted to be with us? Here, the class has been cleared. Why did she keep walking away?"

"I don't know when I'll find another opportunity to travel together. She probably doesn't care. You don't have to study the book anymore."

"yes"

“If you don't care about each other this much, then just tell me that we're over for once. You can let me know. Because Tae really couldn't break up with Min first. At least it would be better than Min ignoring each other.” He was losing his mind. Shouting so loudly that the humans around him had to turn and look. And at the end of the sentence, there's nothing wrong with whispering and pleading, like a bipolar person.

"Annoying." She walked away and bumped into the other's shoulder without any care.

People in cool leather jackets He bent his stiff body to clean up the crispy corn kernels.

Two weeks had passed since they hadn't seen each other. One night, the rusty metal door to the room opened and Taehyung was followed in a striped t-shirt and 3/4 jeans. He glanced at Yemin in a shiny, cream-colored, one-piece dress. His usually pale face and unkempt hair that had almost been brushed countless times. A lot has changed with a lot of makeup and a hair style that's usually two loose fishbone braids.

The couple acted as if they weren't fighting. When the matter has passed, there is no need to be upset. Time will heal those feelings. As long as no one seriously asks to break up.

“Where are you going, Min?” Taehyung bent over and put the many dresses that were piled up on the mattress on hangers in the closet. These dresses make you look sexy. Surprised because Yemin never wears these things. It wasn't often that he even saw her put on makeup and dress like this.

"go to work"

"What work?"

"Homework"

"You're really good. You don't need a degree to work."

“Normally, boy bands don't allow taking photos with fans. Really diligent in breaking the rules." Bone-thin fingers flicked across his laptop, working through his Facebook page. with his picture Jimin and Seokjin Standing with five other Japanese girls Each one had a chubby bust and an hourglass waist. There will be pictures of kissing each other on the cheek and hugging the neck. I saw it and felt angry.

"Min doesn't have to be involved in everything," he answered dismissively, as if annoyed. For a charming man, these pictures were probably normal.

"This kind of leaked picture It's not loud and I still want to put it out."

"Hey, can you please stop spreading the word? Don't worry, the fans aren't that sensitive, are they?"

"Friendly?"

"what?"

"It's the gibbons."

Taehyung thinks Yemin doesn't care about fans, but she's jealous. Sometimes she acts like she doesn't care. But when he cares, there's just jealousy like a suspicious person. The only time I disappeared for two weeks was a fan meeting in Japan. That day, there were hardly any fans who came to ask for his autograph. He hates being ignored and sometimes doesn't understand how he could have a lover who was that type of person.

I admit that I'm really close to Monie because from the time we met at the tea shop when we secretly went on a trip. Monie is the only one who remembers him and has him as her main. which made me feel somewhat relieved He didn't want to become a forgotten member. His younger sister is cuter with a face that is more tucked away than the person in front of her. A handsome, charming man who is single and not close.

All you can do is hold your hand on your arm and receive some attention and attention, nothing beyond that.

“Why are you acting like this? We have a job that we need to take care of each other for a long time.”

"Temin, it's like we broke up even though we didn't ask to break up at all. If there is still ambiguity about this kind of relationship Shall we try being apart for a while? So that things might get better."

He walked away, leaving the woman standing with her fists clenched. So angry that smoke almost came out of his ears.

“Kim Taehyung! I won't quit. You are the right person. We can't break up. Let's come back and talk about it."

Yemin clung tightly to the edge of the balcony. His hand accidentally knocked over Taehyung's double basil pot. It narrowly missed the head of the person beneath him. He stopped and looked back up. A hopeful smile appeared on his haggard face.

"Have you gone crazy?"

He understood that she meant it. But he decided to collect the broken tiles and throw them into the trash can. How about the strong hands that held the little trunk and left without looking back?