Note :

It's a fic that has been in the plot for so long that I almost forgot. In fact, I originally intended to finish writing it on the third anniversary of my debut, but then I gave up. After tearing it down and writing again, I stumbled here and there until I almost gave up several times. By the time the cart was finished, it took six days to count. Consider it a celebration (?) that it was officially announced that Boy will have a comeback and everyone has a personal account (

He's so good at finding excuses to save his work. Haha) I'd like to thank P'Chompoo for helping draft the plot and giving advice here.

All Boy Friend members returned to their dormitory in a company van with the band's manager as the bus driver, like every day. The only difference is that today's practice schedules and work schedules are so numerous that each person is more tired than ever.

“You've packed up your things, right? I have to get on the plane early tomorrow,” the manager asked after checking the daily work schedule while walking in to drop off the artist in his care. Then he received a groan in his throat as an answer.

"Have you looked at the schedule for the four or five days in Japan that I gave you?"

At times the answer was a shake of the head with a weary expression like a doll about to run out of tires. When Hyunsung unlocked the room door, everyone went straight to occupy a space in the middle of the room to sit, or some went to lie down and rest.

"It's okay. You can take a look. But the matter of division—"

“Then will we have enough free time to go sightseeing?” Jungmin, who was spread out on his backpack, asked what he wanted to know without waiting for the manager to finish his sentence.

“There's no time for that. You must stay in the same room as before. But this time—"

“If work is finished, can we go outside sometimes? Seeing each other every day gets boring.” Youngmin sighed and turned to the side. But I happened to make eye contact with someone who looked the same to me.

“Do you think you're the only one who's bored?” Kwangmin furrowed his brow and immediately countered.

“Yah, if you don't call me hyung, I won't say anything. But talk to me nicely. Can I have a little bit?”

"Why do you have to call me that?" The younger twin pursed his lips. “We're only six minutes apart. I think they're the same age."

"Then I don't have to count you as my younger brother, right?"

After Youngmin finished speaking, there was silence for a moment.

Kwang Min stood still, blinked a few times as if he didn't understand, then walked away in the other direction. So he didn't notice that the older twin suddenly stopped at his own words and looked at him with an expression that was half worried, half shocked.

"Uh, we're all tired. You'd better take a shower and then go to bed."

Donghyun hurriedly spoke up because the uncomfortable atmosphere that was usually felt when the twins were together spread out to the point that the people in the room could hardly stand it. The manager stressed that he had to leave early tomorrow and quickly excused himself. Donghyun nudged Minwoo's shoulder, who was previously sitting staggering, eyes nearly closed, and led him to walk around to the bedroom.

The twins had always had small arguments in the past, but it was nothing to worry about. Let the emotions cool down for a while and you can reconcile with each other.

And this time he hoped it would be that way as well.

The newest high-touch single event in Japan will be held in eight cities over five days. The first three days will have high-touch events in two cities at the same time, so it is necessary to separate members into two groups. The first group is Donghyun. Jung Min and Kwang Min The second group is Hyunsung. Youngmin and Minwoo

"Wow"

As soon as the van stopped along the beach road. Minwoo slid open the door and jumped out of the car first, full of cheerfulness.

The picture in front of us was a clear sky with almost no clouds contrasting with the blue sea. Even though the temperature was a bit too low because it was the end of the year. But when I stood and felt the sea breeze like this, I felt so refreshed that I wanted to try spreading my arms and running all the way to the length of the sandy beach, like the maknae of the band was doing.

Hyunsung smiled contentedly as everything went as the group manager had said. Although this visit to the Land of the Rising Sun was not intended to be a recreational trip, But when you have to travel every day, it's like you're really traveling.

While waiting for the boat ride from Hiroshima to Matsuyama to be processed, The manager and staff parted ways to walk around and enjoy the view. Hyunsung also used the free time to walk around. He took off his shoes and held them in one hand and took a leisurely stroll on the soft sand.

When I turned around and walked back the same way, I saw people sitting with their knees folded, watching the white waves roll in and hit the shore again and again. No matter who came to invite me, I wouldn't move anywhere. Sculpt a beautiful smiley face Answer: I want to sit here.

When we walk anywhere together, we usually walk behind and act like we're looking for someone. For a moment, he stopped as if he remembered. After sighing, he lowered his head and continued walking. Since then, Youngmin has never been able to successfully lie to anyone. His vacant expression made the viewer feel lonely as well.

Hyunsung looked for a branch to write a message on the sand and called Youngmin to take a photo. When I finished taking photos, I was called to board the boat.

The eldest of the group was thinking that what he had hoped for was one step further away.

Kwang Min seems to be in good spirits. But if he thinks no one will see him, he will secretly sit in a corner and sit quietly by himself. Pay attention to your mobile phone every time you have free time and oftentimes your mind will be distracted. The face that usually had a smile didn't look cheerful at all.

Donghyun immediately knew that the twins had not reconciled. In fact, Kwangmin was normally a bit absent-minded, as if he had slipped into his own dimension, but not to the point of being noticeable like this. In the program that I just happened to be a special guest Kwang Min answers questions incorrectly and incorrectly, and even reads the wrong lines of the script. Luckily, mistakes are seen as the unique cuteness of four-dimensional children.

As soon as we got a table for three people in the ramen shop, the cell phone rang. Kwang Min quickly fished out his phone from his pocket. But then the joyful spark in his clear eyes disappeared. The face visibly fell. His eyes were glued to the still dark phone screen. There were no messages or incoming calls. There was no sign of contact from the person waiting.

" 'Hello, Brother Kwang Taek," the manager sitting at the next table said into his phone. The name that was spoken revealed that there was another manager on the other end of the line. "Yes, no problem."

“Chulhyun hyung, I want to talk to you.” Donghyun extended his hand and asked to continue talking on the phone. “Kwangtaek hyung, is there anyone around there? Please let me talk to Minwoo.”

"Brother? I just finished recording the program. I'm coming to eat lunch." Kwang Min will try not to be rude by eavesdropping. But those damned ears listened intently to every word the leader of the group said. "Ramen, what about you?"

“Um, is everyone okay?” Donghyun nodded nervously at his cell phone and turned to Kwangmin, who couldn't hide his slight flinch. “Do you want to talk?”

Kwang Min shook his head. Just knowing that Youngmin is fine is enough. The fact that Youngmin hasn't contacted me probably means that he's still very angry. He himself didn't have the courage to contact him. I didn't even dare to think about what I would do if Young Min didn't talk to me.

It's not nice to talk like that.

Being hated..really?

Kwang Min was lost in his own thoughts. Sad, lonely eyes looking out the window. When there is no makeup to cover it up A trace of exhaustion was evident on his face. I know that every minute of rest is precious, but these past few days it has been difficult to fall asleep.

"Kwang Min"

Donghyun called out. But when Kwang Min sat still, he didn't realize that he was being called. So he reached across the table and tapped his shoulder. The person who was poked looked up and blinked. Then he turned his gaze to the place where he received a pouting expression. When I saw the camera in the staff's hand Kwangmin quickly raised his hand and posed for a photo with a face without a smile.

Even though I haven't eaten anything substantial since morning. But my stomach wasn't hungry and I didn't even want lunch. After taking pictures Kwangmin held chopsticks and stared at a bowl of ramen that was emitting a mouth-watering aroma with an unusually lethargic expression that caused the staff who took care of him when he came to work in Japan to ask.

"Isn't the taste right? If you don't like it, you can order something else."

“Oh, no..it's not. The ramen is delicious, but, uh, I'm not really hungry yet.” Kwang Min tried to answer in Japanese. Even though I'm a little scratchy and have some mispronunciations, I can still communicate.

“Even if you're not hungry, you have to eat,” Jungmin bowed his head as he inhaled noodles from his second bowl of ramen.

As long as we've been together The twins had never been in a daze with each other for more than half a day. But it's been almost three days and there's still no progress. One person is depressed and depressed. Another person was heard to be distraught. If you're uncomfortable, why don't you speak? If in doubt, why don't you ask? If you don't want to pay for your own calls. There is also a manager's phone. Use it to your maximum benefit.

Even though I wanted to say that, I could only think in my heart. Jungmin shuts the screen of the iPad next to him and picks up the meat and places it in the bowl of the child who was entrusted with his care.

"If you get sick You must have been betrayed by some people."

City and street lights brightly contrast with the pitch-black sky. Youngmin leaned against the sliding door frame. Look at the quiet atmosphere at night. But I don't feel as calm as I used to. The cold wind made his hair start to lose its shape, but strangely, it didn't make him feel any cold at all.

If we were together..by now we would probably have seen Mu Tu's face along with her mumbling that the weather was too cold but she would rather walk outside and play than stay in a room or building. Will I eat well and sleep well? I've helped take care of it, but I still can't help but worry.

“If you're going to look at Sendai, it's this way, not that way.” Youngmin glanced at the voice. Minwoo was pointing his hand in an almost opposite direction from where he was looking just now.

"Just sending a telepath. When will it arrive? If you miss me, call me,” Minwoo continued.

"I didn't miss Kwangmin at all."

Minwoo heard this and laughed. "I still haven't said a word that you miss Kwangmin."

“I..I,” Youngmin faltered, realizing that he had fallen into the trap of the mischievous maknae. That knowing smile made him want to throw Minwoo out of the balcony and let him know.

But before anyone could open their mouths to say anything, they heard the phone ringing. Minwoo immediately rushed towards the source of the voice, "Hello."

“Yes.. Haha, me too. I think my hand is a little swollen today."

Youngmin didn't intend to continue listening. He moved to stand on the balcony. He slid the glass door closed completely and leaned back against the cool glass.

If I had known before flying to Japan that I would have to work separately. He must have talked to her about it since that night. Accept that part of it is his fault. But at that time I just came back tired. He hadn't even had time to rest before he heard words that didn't make sense to his ears. So he opened his mouth and spoke without thinking.

If you miss me, just call me..

Even if I call, I don't know if Kwang Min will answer or not.

And when Kwang Min answered the phone He didn't know how to start a conversation.

I don't know if I'll listen to what he has to say or not.

I don't know..I really don't know.

“I heard that people almost fainted at today's event because they walked in the high-touch queue so many times. Some of you, I remember, almost completed the tenth cycle. What about Minwoo?” Donghyun clipped his cell phone to his shoulder and tucked his other leg into his pajama pants.

[It was fun, I got to meet more fans than I thought. But what I liked the most was at the sea this morning. Even though it's only for a moment, it's like going on a trip.]

"I hardly live anywhere. But saw a beautiful view Got to eat delicious food. It feels like I'm traveling a little bit." Donghyun raised his hand to hold the phone as before and turned to look towards the balcony. "It's true, it's already bad here. How is it over there?”

[It's just like yesterday. My mind was distracted and I couldn't do anything. This morning I woke up and saw him standing on the balcony. If I had to guess, Youngmin probably didn't sleep last night.]

“Kwangmin is also in serious condition. In the evening we almost lost each other because we were so distracted. I think he probably doesn't sleep well," Donghyun said, further analyzing the situation. "By the way, I've never seen twins separated for this long before, right?"

[We've never been apart for a long time. Plus, there was an argument and I don't know what to do.] Donghyun listened to the voice and could imagine Minwoo shrugging. [If you're stubborn like that, then let it go. I also want to know how many waters I can withstand]

“But I don't think it's good to leave it like this,” Donghyun protested. “Give the phone to Youngmin, please.”

[Okay]

A cold wind blew through the open balcony door, giving Donghyun goosebumps. He got up from the bed and started looking for his sweater. “Wait a minute, Minwoo.”

[yes?]

“See you tomorrow. Before going to bed, don't forget to cover yourself with a thick blanket."

Jungmin almost wanted to throw himself on the bed as soon as he closed the hotel room door. The exhaustion from wandering around all day made him want to fall asleep without taking the time to shower and change clothes.

It wouldn't be a problem to just collect the total in the morning.

Thinking, he walked over and sat down at the end of the bed near the balcony without thinking of turning on the light. Jungmin placed a large paper bag on the floor next to the bed. Pulling the backpack straps off your shoulders, you fell back onto the soft bed.

The comfort of stretching out to rest would almost make him drift off to sleep in the next few seconds if there weren't some disturbing sounds first.

Jungmin sighed heavily and forced himself to open his eyes. The rattling sound didn't stop, beckoning him to open his backpack and take out his iPad and look at it. The sullen expression disappeared. The exhausted face began to smile as soon as he saw the message from the popular chat application.

Jung Mina

Have you returned to the hotel yet?

Are you very tired today?

Jungmin turned over on his stomach and quickly typed a message on the touch screen.

Just arrived a while ago

I'm about to fall asleep.

Press send and send a sticker with a sleepy face following in succession. It wasn't until he had taken two complete breaths that he received a reply.

Just arrived but are you already asleep?

Have you taken a shower yet?

Jungmin moaned and raised his hand to scratch his head. What can I blame other than my own quickness? How should I answer this? With other people, he can lie with a straight face, but I don't know why he always gets caught with Hyunsung hyung.

Jung Min

A new message that popped up made the owner of the name startled. The size is just a message. Didn't see the face, didn't talk to the person in person. He could also feel the pressure radiating out. By now, he must have frowned.

yes?

So you've returned to the hotel?

When I don't know how to answer. Jung Min avoided answering the question by changing the subject in a very non-subtle way.

Arrived a long time ago

Don't hesitate.

Haven't showered yet?

When the other party found out about it and was pushed into a corner. Jung Min could only send a sad-faced sticker in response.

It's late.

Go take a shower quickly.

It was because it was late and I didn't want to take a shower. Jung Min Yu pressed his mouth to the iPad screen and quickly typed a message with his fingers expressing his protest.

You can take a shower tomorrow morning.

cannot

If you don't shower, I won't talk to you.

The message he expected to see made Jung Min let out a short sigh of disappointment.

Yes, yes, yes.

Acknowledged, Mr. Mee Manager

Jungmin sent a final message before getting up and turning on the bedside lamp. He ran over and grabbed a towel from the closet and rushed into the bathroom without waiting for a reply.

After taking a shower, wash your face and brush your teeth. Jungmin came out to get dressed in front of the bathroom at a speed that was considered faster than usual. He walked back to sit against the head of the bed and grabbed his iPad and placed it on his lap. With one hand, use a small towel to dry your damp hair. With the other hand, he pressed send a message without first asking if the person he was talking to was still there. Because he knew that no matter what, the other party was definitely waiting for him.

I sleep alone

Feels like the room is much wider.

I slept alone.

It's fine, but I'm not used to it.

Brother,

I don't know if I'll say hello or not.

what

About the picture this morning?

yes

Hahaha

uncle

How embarrassing.

Why didn't anyone say hello before uploading the picture?

Why didn't you take a good look before someone took a picture?

Haha.

Huh?

Never mind.

Stickers with mocking faces were sent so big that the other person could tell he was laughing so hard. A distance of a few moments The next message was sent.

Youngmin is probably talking to Kwangmin right now.

That's good.

Otherwise, everyone would be lonely and die.

It's true.

There were a lot of fans giving snacks.

You must come help me eat.

Today I received a beautiful bracelet.

I think you must like it.

Jung Min read it and shouted with excitement. He raised his finger to type a message to reply. But he was stopped because a new message had been sent before.

can sleep now

meet tomorrow

sweet dreams

Jung Min pressed delete the message he was about to send and typed a new message instead.

Sweet dreams.

"Kwang Min Ah"

The deep voice that rose above my head and the weight of my hand on my shoulder. This made Kwang Min take his eyes off the night view and look up without saying anything.

“Are you tired today?” The question he heard every day from the group's eldest made Kwang Min turn his head and answer in a languid voice.

"yes"

“Why are you sitting here wide-eyed? Do you remember that you have to wake up early tomorrow?”

"yes"

“Make yourself cheerful,” Donghyun continued, knowing that the other person probably wasn't paying much attention.

"yes"

"Are you thinking about Youngmin?"

"Yes..Oh, I'm asking—"

“Ah,” Donghyun could hardly hold back his smile. Meanwhile, Kwangmin tilted his head to look at the person who stuffed the phone into his hand with a puzzled expression on his face. "I miss you, don't I?"

Miss..who?

Don't tell me that..

Kwangmin followed Donghyun as he turned around and walked back into the room and looked down at his cell phone uncertainly. But I tried to lift it up and let out a soft voice, "Hello."

There was only the sound of a heavy breath and then silence, as if the other party was holding their breath. When waiting, there was no response from the other end of the line. He said again, "Hello, who is that—"

[Kwang]

The owner of the nickname's eyes widened. My heart skipped a beat when I heard a familiar voice.

“Y..Yong?” Kwang Min said in a soft voice. He raised his other hand and held the hand that was holding the communication device tighter to his ear because he felt his hand trembling slightly. My heart was racing even more than when I stepped onto the stage for the first time.

[Um, it's me.]

The excitement caused his heart rate to speed up until it almost sounded like it could be heard outside his chest. In my head I nearly died trying to put together words. But in the end, everything he thought about was swallowed up. There was only silence for a long time until the other end of the line had to ask.

[Is Kwang still on the line?]

"Oh..yeah," Kwang Min said softly. His heart, which was already beating rapidly, picked up another beat. I was a bit shocked that my voice was shaking but I didn't realize that I was already smiling until my mouth was tearing up to my ears.

[Uh, how are you today?]

"Fine. Well, after eating, let's go back to the hotel."

[Um, I just got back to the hotel as well.]

"Uh.."

[Huh?]

"M..nothing." When he didn't dare ask, he had to deny it. "Where have you been today?"

[There are many places. Uh, have you seen the picture I uploaded yet? The sea in the morning was very beautiful. If you see this, you'll definitely want to go play in the water.] Kwangmin accidentally nodded his head. that the other party probably won't see [I have to wake up early tomorrow. Please go to bed.]

"yeah"

["good night"]

Fourth day of the Hi-Touch event Boy Friend members also gathered together again. The first moment we saw each other Everyone hugged and asked how they were doing as if they hadn't seen each other in years. The only exception is twins who are separated from each other as if they were the same pole of a magnet.

Because they arrived almost two hours before their scheduled appointment, there were some staff who had not yet arrived. After listening to a brief explanation of the work format After that, it turned out that they had some free time and were left to rest comfortably in the waiting room.

Youngmin sat down on the chair on the other side of the table and glanced at Kwangmin, who raised his head to secretly look at the other person as well. The pair looked away from each other until the observers became annoyed at the twins secretly looking at each other. They refused to look at each other directly.

“My throat is so dry. Come buy some water with me, Donghyun hyung.” Minwoo stood up from the chair he had sat down in less than five minutes.

“I'm going to the bathroom first,” Jungmin said, trailing behind his eldest and little sibling for just a moment and nudged Hyunsung to get up and take long steps towards the door.

Youngmin turned his gaze suspiciously, but when he saw Jungmin wink at him before pulling the door shut, he immediately understood that the members were giving him the opportunity to be alone together. Even though I had prepared the words, but when we actually met, I couldn't think of what to say first.

"Uh, Kwangmin."

Shocked.. might be the best way to describe Kwang Min's condition right now. Youngmin looked at the person who was holding the script so tightly that the paper was almost crumpled in his hand. He took a deep breath and continued, "It was about that day.."

“Sorry!” Kwang Min closed his eyes and spoke in a voice that was little more than a shout. “I'm sorry.”

“Wait a minute, I'm the one who should apologize,” Youngmin interrupted, causing the other person to freeze. "I'm sorry I said something without thinking. You know I didn't mean it like that, right?”

"You..are not angry?" You don't hate..? Kwang Min left the second question in his mind.

"What is there to be angry about? It was me who was at fault.” Youngmin frowned, “Are you angry at me?”

“No, it's me who's at fault. At that time, I shouldn't have talked back at you, I—” The younger twin said without looking up. So he didn't know that the older twin got up from his chair and walked around to stand next to him before bending down until his chin almost rested on his shoulder and ending with both arms straddling the table.

“No, truth be told, we are the same age.” Kwang Min was stunned by the sound in his ear. Before I knew it, I was locked away and couldn't move anywhere. "Even if you don't count But I can count my own.."

“My twin, my brother. Kwang Min-ah..my only twin brother.” Young Min moved a little closer to the person who was sitting tensely. "The two of us aren't angry at each other, that's enough..?"

“Uh,” Kwangmin nodded in response. The heavy feelings in my heart were dispelled when I was wrapped in familiar arms. All the uneasiness disappeared like it had never happened. But when I started to feel that the tip of the nose of the person behind me was hovering next to my cheek. Kwangmin tried to tilt his head away as much as he could.

However, Youngmin just opened his mouth and spoke a short word. His lips barely touched the clear skin of his cheek. Kwang Min was startled, turned his head until the tips of their noses touched, and had to lower his eyes to avoid the stares that made him feel as if he was being forced to.

“I miss you,” Youngmin repeated that word.

Even though there's no response But seeing the blush on the cheeks of the person with his face buried in his arms made Youngmin smile with affection. He pretended to run his lips over the soft cheek to close to the edge of his ear and repeated, "I miss you."

Kwangmin tilts his cheek to avoid the lips that so close to his cheek every time Youngmin says the same words. But the more he ran away, the more it seemed like he was being pursued. Youngmin purposely dragged his lips past the corner of his mouth, causing the other person to be startled.

"Enough is enough." The person who was taken advantage of knew that there was no way to escape, so he restrained himself and said what the other party wanted. "I..I miss—"

Knock, knock, knock!

"Hey, are you done reconciling?"

“If not, then let's reconcile. It'll be time soon."

"Look, if you've reconciled, please open the door for me."

"Standing for a long time like this makes your legs tired, you know?"

Youngmin looked at the red-faced person who had slipped under his arm and hid himself in the corner of the room. He wanted to find something and throw it to make the people outside the door quiet. If he died, he would help him. Can't survive a little bit.

Oh my gosh..just wait for tonight. It will make you miss it.

Fin(?). 

After writing, I sat and thought about what kind of work this was.

The mood in the story seems quite different from past works.

It's not dramatic, it's not cute, it's not sweet. I don't know what to call it, haha.

It's strange that when I sit in front of the computer I can't think of anything.

It's not just personal preference that makes each piece possible to write.

But the comments of readers, whether large or small, are an important encouragement.

Paul Nueng..The strange but true thing is that until now I still feel like it's missing many things.

But the problem is I don't know what's missing. Plus there are only repeated words.

Until it feels like we're changing..we're not suitable for this way anymore?

Paul Song.. these days, what he looks like in his free time is almost forgotten.

See you again if you still have a chance next time.

Thank you for reading up to here.

Post : 30/05/14

Edit : 31/05/14

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