Melodies of Life  : 3분의  (1

Part 3 of love)

Sunggyu x Woohyun

Warning: This fic is very long and has a dark atmosphere throughout the story.

  Infinite - 1/3

{sf-pj} melodies of life ♥ 3분의1 {GyuWoo}

1 part 3 of love

“I love hyung very much.”

The words you said you love me

Why does it sound so sad?

Two-thirds of the time for me and Woohyun was wasted arguing. The most insidious questions in their marriage flowed easily from his mouth when anger intervened.

“Hyung, do you want to break up with me?”

When I first heard it, I felt like I was being mentally hurt. But often I get used to it. and eventually turned into nothingness

“I'll take it.”

I answered in a calm voice. His eyes idly scanned the things that had been thrown all over the floor of the room by the other party's hands.

Both eyes lost focus.

The heart itself is emotionless.

And the memories between the two of us suddenly shattered.

“Hyung, is there someone else? To have the courage to answer like this?”

The same nonsense issues are brought out to be dusted off again and used to accuse one another without getting tired of it. not a fact It's just crazy stuff that has no origin.

“If you don't say anything at all. I'll take it that Hyung accepts,” Woohyun told me in an angry tone.

There's no use in arguing with him... running out of words... running out of everything.

I still don't know how to support my love. Our ups and downs, which way should we proceed?

Hey, you idiot.

It's over.

“Alright, then from now on Hyung is there. Hyung. I am on my side.” Main Vocal's small figure said in a decisive tone, “Hyung will be able to live his life to the fullest. You don't have to be stuck with people like me anymore.”

And then you go.

What is left for you

There's only longing.

“But if you never knew... then you can tell me.” He trailed off for a moment.

“...that I love hyung very much.”

I remember you telling me to go live my own life.

I'll forget the last words you said you loved me.

Woohyun hasn't talked to me since we broke up. Or if it is more accurate to say that we don't talk to each other. He doesn't talk to me. I also didn't try to talk to him.

Coincidentally, now is the transition period of moving from the old dormitory to the new dormitory. This made Woohyun choose to be alone, regardless of how cramped his single room was. So I had no choice but to move myself into the same room as Sung Yeol and Myung Soo.

For the comfort of both parties, I will not object.

Even though I feel sorry every time I wake up and don't find another person sleeping soundly in my arms. But how? Life must still go on in the future. You cannot be stuck in the past.

I got up from the bed, which was now a single bed, not a bunk bed anymore. After waking up, my eyes always automatically stopped at the foot of the bed.

Many days ago there was no place there. 'Today's outfit' has been prepared for you. I felt disappointed but I just got over it and forced myself to get used to starting a new day by myself.

Just open the closet. Grab the desired outfit. Any outfit is the same. Just choose a casual style that doesn't irritate your eyes when you wear it.

' What are you wearing, hyung? The colors of the shirt and pants are all mixed up. How ugly'

Woohyun used to laugh loudly at my fashion sense like it was a complete joke. Even though I'm completely confident that I'm the type who doesn't care about society, I still can't help but feel like I've lost my self.

'From now on, I'll be the one to prepare it for hyung every morning.'

I hardly ever have to open my closet. Because Woohyun offered to take care of my fashion from then on. Until the middle of last week when we broke up.

It's almost been a week and I still can't get this empty feeling out of my heart.

Your image still haunts me everywhere.

Plus it looks like you're looking at me.

Looks like you might come back if I shout out.

But what's the use?

I could only stand and smile proudly in front of the mirror. It's not bad at all for the fashion that I created myself. To the point of randomly matching shirts and pants together. It still doesn't look all bad.

Single people's lives aren't so miserable. Before Nam Woo Hyun came in I've lived alone before.

Today I can still eat delicious food. Sleep soundly Sing the song on the right note Dance in rhythm and still happy with life as before

Or maybe even more than before.

No need to quarrel You don't have to see the angry eyes. Don't listen to the sarcasm. No need to accommodate emotions Don't have to endure it anymore. So what's not good about it?

I think the other side would think differently.

What sucks when breaking up with someone? That is, the person who breaks up is often labeled as a mean, black-hearted person by the surrounding society.

But maybe it's because Woohyun looks more pitiful than me. Sad eyes and signs of depression in the past few days. Calling for interested people to come and ask questions. In addition, he is the type of person who is good at finding reasons.

Therefore, it was not difficult for Nam Woo Hyun to turn the case around.

Many pairs of reproachful eyes stared at me, who was the last to leave the bedroom while everyone sat together at the dining table. It clearly indicates that I am being condemned by society. For whatever reason,

“Sungkyu hyung, eat.”

Honestly, I don't want to sit at the table with the other parties. I don't like the awkward atmosphere. But stuck to Sungjong, he called out. I stopped my steps.

“You guys go eat. I was already full from the kitchen. Please go prepare now.”

Woohyun stood up quickly as I collapsed in my chair as if to announce to the world that it was because of me. that prevented him from using this space

I'm really annoyed. I don't like Nam Woo Hyun's sarcastic personality... to the point of hating... hating to the core.

“Today was great.” I shook off the feeling of frustration in my heart and focused on the food menu on the table instead. Because I don't want to be upset from the beginning of the day.

Normally, I'm an easy-going person. But braised pork ribs are my personal favorite. Plus, next to it is a bowl of hot soybean paste soup for you to scoop up and enjoy. This is clearly heaven.

I don't care anymore. If anyone is sarcastic, just be sarcastic. Even though the chair next to it was empty But I will still eat the food on the table with gusto.

I won't care anymore

Woohyun, who was the one who broke up with him, had everyone surrounding him and supporting him. Okay, I don't argue that the other person seemed to be in really bad shape.

But is it right that someone like me who was dumped has to endure the looks of contempt and contempt from the band members? Instead of getting sympathy

“You really should rest, Woohyun, I beg you,” Dongwoo said, one hand supporting his staggering body and the other helping to wave the wind towards the sick person who didn't know if he was actually sick or politically ill.

Don't think I'm a bully. It's not that Woohyun has never had a history like that, because on three occasions he felt really sick and had to stop practicing. There will be at least one occasion where he just uses his illness as an excuse to take time off.

"Break for 10 minutes." I ordered the break to stop being annoyed. I don't want to be mean. Because of this, your image will be so negative in the eyes of everyone that you won't know where to turn to take action.

I grabbed a water bottle and put it in a small ice bucket before quickly walking over and sitting down in the corner of the room opposite the sofa that was occupied by another person and his friends.

“Hyung, did you get any sleep?” Sungyeol asked.

Woohyun slowly shook his head in response. before muttering a few more words. I didn't know that it was something to do with our breakup. I noticed from the corner of my eyes that many pairs of eyes glanced at me in an unfriendly manner.

That we have to break up Only he was hurt. Am I not human, have no heart, have no feelings? Even though there was no one beside me to cheer me on.

Why must I always be considered wrong?

Woohyun and I are a couple. No, we just 'used to be' a couple who argued a lot.

Many times I have been accused by him in a frivolous way. Without the root cause It was as if I had suddenly come up with a stupid story in my head. For example, I don't love him. After that, the issue will begin to arise that I have someone else.

I'm not sure what kind of love other couples have. Personally, I give my heart to him completely. Just being the type who isn't good at speaking sweetly.

Because I used to believe that actions were more important than words. All the while, I tried to express through my actions to Woohyun how much I loved him. If the other party likes something Even if it's difficult, I will try to find and give it to the best of my ability. give support Take care of and protect with full love.

But what I received in return was only disbelief. So I finally lost faith in that belief.

All of Woohyun's worries kept decreasing my morale. Until finally, all I could do was let go of him.

Hey, you idiot.

It's over.

And then you go.

What is left for you

There's only longing.

And then you go.

And I won't hold him back again.

It's been a week since Woohyun and I decided to end our relationship status. In fact, the distance between us didn't affect my mood much in the past few days.

Just this morning, I was secretly a little disturbed when I saw a clear picture of myself through the glass pane.

The thick, green tentacles growing above my lips made me scratch my head in frustration. Which is an irritation that affects the balance from the outfit that is currently worn.

The colors of the shirt and pants didn't look as matching as the previous days. I couldn't find one that matched more than this. As well as not being able to find a reason why the outfit I chose today looks worse than every other day.

“Shit!” In his impatience, the blade ricocheted into the flesh above the lip, drawing blood.

I turned on the water from the faucet and chased the red liquid down the drain to cover up the embarrassing moment. I quickly put the razor back in place because I felt so scared I didn't want to touch it anymore.

“Let's just stop by and shave at the shop,” decided that way. Before changing into a black t-shirt.

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Pair it with a good pair of faded jeans instead.

I must feel even more agitated than before. If you're still trying to figure out the reason why my fashion and substance don't seem to make sense like this

So I'll ignore it.

Breakfast today was different, there was no rice, no side dishes. There wasn't even hot steamed rice waiting on the table like every day.

“There's only fried chicken, hyung. Woohyun hyung didn't cook anything for him to eat today. So we called to order,” Myungsoo explained as he hurriedly devoured breakfast in time for our schedules.

" Why "

“What are you asking about, the chicken or Woohyunhyung?” Sungyeol asked in a harsh voice.

“I assume you didn't ask,” I said, not liking the tone the other party used before sinking down into my personal chair.

“Woohyunhyung seems sick,” Sungjong interjected. It made older people turn around and roll their eyes.

“Why go tell him, Sungjong? Tell him, it's not like he's interested. It's useless to say.” On the surface, it looked like Sungyeol was scolding the maknae. But you can be sure that the purpose of that sentence is specifically to mock me.

“How is his condition?” I asked, expressing kindness and betraying Sungyeol inside.

“I saw that I had no energy, so I asked to get some sleep. Even though it wasn't a big deal. But if it's not too difficult I also want Hyung to go take a look at you.” Because of being scolded, Sungjong didn't dare speak to me again. Dongwoo volunteered in return with a clearly worried expression on his face.

“What are you doing when you have no energy?” I asked curiously.

“A person who refuses to eat and sleep Where does he think he gets his strength from?” Hoya retorted with a dazed expression.

“That means he did it himself,” he concluded before fixing his own breakfast. I still have a lot of things to take care of. I don't have time to sit and act like I'm excited for other people to pamper me like some people do.

“Hyung, don't say things like that!! Sungjong finally opened his mouth to speak to me again, his eyes becoming harder than before. “Hyung, do you know? These days I see Woohyun-hyung waking up at 5:00 a.m. to go to the fresh market to buy ingredients to cook at Hung. Young likes it.”

“I didn't ask him to do it.” I felt annoyed. From the words of the other party that seemed to blame me, that was the first reason. The second reason came from the taste of this morning's food.

Fried chicken from a famous franchise that has been meticulously seasoned from a recipe that has been carefully selected to be perfectly balanced and pleasing to the Korean population. But when I ate it, I didn't feel the deliciousness.

“He wants to please Hyung. He's confused. Hyung, don't you know?" Hoya asked angrily.

“I don't care.”

“Why does hyung say this? It's a shame that Woohyun-hyung was so worried about him. He thought Hyung would be uncomfortable sharing a table with him. That's why he separated himself when hyung came. Before going, he still insisted that I call hyung to eat with me every time. Even though I don't even have anything in my stomach.” The little brother let out all his pent up feelings at once with bloodshot eyes.

So what can I say...

“Hyung, did you shave yourself?” Woohyun, who was lying on his side, looked at me sitting on the floor next to the bed with a small smile at the corner of his mouth. He asked, before moving his thumb to touch the scar above his lip and smoothing it. gently

“Oh,” I responded coldly. But I couldn't deny that the warm touch of his fingertips brought back the good feelings between us.

If 2 out of 3 are the moments of conflict in our marriage, 1 out of 3 of me and Woohyun's time is the time we have each other.

“Are you free yet? Come shave hyung's beard.”

"What? This is your girlfriend, not your slave. Don't you know how to do this yourself?" But in the end, he agreed to do what I wanted every time.

Woohyun stepped onto the bed and slammed his body into my middle like he was accustomed to. before leaning his elbows against his chest Stretching out his free hand, he grabbed the tip of my chin and flipped it left and right thoughtfully. His other hand held the razor handle firmly. Then carefully removed the hard lines around my lips.

I still remember the faint scent of the body. The softness and temperature of a little person's palm. I will never forget the expression on his face when he was concentrating on doing something. His gentle touch shows how much Woohyun values ​​me.

Is it strange that I've become a man who has never shaved himself since?

Nam Woo Hyun loves cooking. But more than that, he loves to observe the reactions of people who eat them, especially me.

“Um, that's not okay,” I commented after scooping up the kimchi jjigae that Woohyun had made for the first time in our dorm.

“Is it really that bad?” Woohyun was devastated, his eyes fluttering, showing that a self-confident person was seriously losing his self.

“No, it's not okay for hyung to become even fatter because of your magic.”

I still remember well the smile that slowly spread out in delight. The word magic might seem a bit over-the-top for a small pot of kimchi jjigae. But after that, who will believe it?

Best-selling idols with queues filling up every day. Instead, I had time to practice my cooking skills with just one little cookbook that was spread out in front of the stove. Until now, he is probably skilled enough to open his own luxury restaurant.

But I know Nam Woohyun's magic isn't for anyone. But it's only for me.

Once, on the edge of a sidewalk in an area with heavy traffic. Woohyun used to fuss and get snacks from the cart across the street.

“Here, hyung, I'll go buy it for you,” I said, releasing my own hand from the other person's soft palm.

“No, too many cars will kill you,” Woohyun protested, quickly inserting his hand back into my palm as before.

“That's right, why are you waiting on this side?”

“Let's go together.” This time, it's not just hands. But the other party still intertwined their fingers more tightly.

" do not need!! I'll get hit by a car.” I shouted to Woohyun as I removed his hand. Accepting the role of a mean person It's better than causing the other party to be in danger.

“That's right. There's going to be a car accident, so we have to go together. Hyung doesn't want to see anything wrong with me. As much as I don't want to see anything happen to my hyung either,” Woohyun said with a straight face. But it made me no longer have any objections.

In this life, there will be someone who is ready to go with us everywhere. Regardless of whether the final place will be hell or heaven. Other than our parents, who gives us equal or perhaps more value than our own lives?

For me, Nam Woo Hyun is the person who says

No... it's not Nam Woohyun. He just used to be the person who said,

“We haven't talked at all,” Woohyun said in a cheerful tone that clearly contrasted with his weary expression.

“Oh,” I answered curtly, wanting to speed up the pace of our conversation.

“If I ask to retract my words...hyung, will you think I'm being tricky?” It's as if he knows the thoughts in my heart. The other party immediately rushed to the issue.

I remember you telling me to go live my own life.

“Of course, if it means you breaking up with me.” I answered his question coldly.

“We really can't go back to the way we were before, right?” At this sentence, Woohyun's voice no longer sounded bright.

" yes!! I immediately retorted, “Our time is up.”

“Can't you please reconsider?” The other party gave him a pleading look. and tried to push himself up from the bed to beg But the strength wasn't enough and he had to collapse onto the pillow again. " ... Just a, just a .."

“Please don't use your own weaknesses to oppress others,” I said, standing up and crossing my arms. Staring at the person on the bed with a neutral expression. There was no tenderness offered to the other party like always.

“I'm... Hung... No.” Woohyun broke into sobs. Raising both hands, he hugged his trembling body tightly.

" I believe!! Heh.” I looked at his expression opposite his words and laughed.

“I will be a fool.”

“Stop pushing, Woohyun. If we break up now At least there will still be some good memories left to think about.” I could only turn my head away. Because I don't want to see his tears.

“What I meant was none of that.” The other party shook his head slowly.

“But I would like to retract my statement that I love hyung.”

For a moment he felt his own brain go numb.

“The love that I gave to my hyung. ...I want it all back.”

I'll forget the last words you said you loved me.

Woohyun got what he wanted back.

His love, his heart, is free, released from captivity. He eats and sleeps. A cheerful face Concentrate more on practicing It looked like his heart was being healed and he was going to get better soon.

I really want to feel happy with him.

If that doesn't mean he doesn't want me anymore.

“Hyung, eat.”

Woohyun called out as I was walking past the dining table. My heart swelled. I couldn't help but think to myself that maybe the other party would no longer be attracted to things between us... Maybe we could return to being close brothers and sisters like before.

“Ao Sungjong, don't be so sluggish, scoop rice for Sungkyu-hyung.” Woohyun teased the maknae non-seriously. before turning to laugh at the body jokes of the band's rappers in a good mood until his cheeks became white and rosy. His bright eyes were different from Woohyun, who was lying in his bedroom the other day, like he was a completely different person.

I stared at the side of Woohyun's face for a long time, as if under a spell. It's been a long time since I've felt like I haven't looked at the other person clearly like this.

“Crank!! Let's hurry and eat. We'll go practice soon." The sound of the spoon hitting the edge of Hoya's plate. Whether intentional or not But it helped bring my mind back. and does the job of focusing on the food menu as it should be

I could only stare at the few dishes on the table with blank eyes. When I looked around, I still didn't see any of my favorite dishes among them.

I immediately realized that from now on his magic Probably not for me anymore.

This makes me feel too embarrassed to hold the fork and spoon in my hand. Maybe because I've always been the receiver. I can only accept it until I'm used to it. Take it until you're full. Consider only your own satisfaction. Until I didn't think about the heart of the person who gave it.

In the past, Woohyun had to wake himself up early in the morning. Only to come up and prepare breakfast that he knew would help me feel good all day. Even though there was hardly enough time to sleep. Even though he should have been dissatisfied, the other party never complained. I could only carry out my duties quietly and consider it a routine.

I should repay his hardships. But all along, all I had done was keep my head down and make breakfast in a hurry, using my work schedule as an excuse, not caring at all about the other person's feelings.

People often don't know the value of the things they have. Until the day I have to give it up.

“Hyung, I've been wearing black a lot lately. Did L blow your ear off?” Sungyeol looked up from his personal soup bowl and asked in a mocking tone.

“Um, well,” he didn't answer any further. Because I know in my heart that the other person knows better than myself.

Originally, I understood that the housekeeper we hired to clean was the one who came to organize the closet because the clothes in it looked neat and ready to use every time we opened them.

But it's wrong!!!!

Lee Sung Yeol personally revealed the secret to me that when Woohyun and I first broke up. The little guy still sneaks in every night to organize my closet.

“A man is easy-going like hyung. You like to pick up the one in front, right? That's where he would hang it for the hyung to pick up. I'm a person who wakes up easily. So I saw it every night.”

When there is no mix and match person The colorful clothes that were overflowing in the closet suddenly became a widow. Now I have to rely on black clothing fashion haphazardly. Because it is a color that does not require a lot of thinking and artistic skills. Just grab it in your hand and you can wear it immediately.

“And hyung's mustache is really poking my eyes, to be honest. Until when do you plan to keep me?” Hoya complained with an irritated expression because she seriously didn't want to see me in this form.

“I want to be a gentleman for a while.”

Because Nam Woo Hyun had always been spoiled until he was used to it. When they broke up, no, if we were to say it correctly, we would have to say that once he lost all ties. I was like a cripple who lost his leg. Can't pick up anything at all. Just something as simple as getting rid of the mustache on your face. I still don't know how to handle it.

I was a fool for not knowing that Woohyun loved him. No!! How much did you ever love me?

I used to think that I fell out of love with him. But in reality, I was just blinded by ignorance. Even though all this time I had always thought that I could love the other person the best. But the truth is the opposite.

I felt that L.O.V.E but that was trick

I think it's love. But in reality it is a deception.

“Hey, that little devil. Line came to see hyung again?” Without realizing it, Lee Sung Yeol started a new topic of conversation at the morning dinner table with an excited tone. That easily caught my attention because the 'hyung' the other party said meant the little person who was thinking about me right now.

“He is about as tall as you. Still going to call him ghost He has a name,” Woohyun said before pulling out his phone because he didn't want Sungyeol to secretly read the chat messages there.

"It's a difficult name to pronounce. What's the matter?"

“Jello”

“Oh, that's it. I think that guy really likes hyung. I saw the morning line and the evening line.”

“Damn, I'm still a little kid.” Woohyun shook his head, laughing awkwardly. Until I couldn't help but think that it might be a symptom of someone falling in love.

I don't know what rights I have. But I can't allow that.

Will fly on my own broken wings and chase after you.

I will hold you by my side even if I die. But you weren't there.

“Hey, we've got a meeting place for this evening. Oh, what's going on? This kid is really precocious. Don't tell me that Hyung is actually going to the appointment.”

“If there's nothing wrong with it, I'll go.”

Woohyun has gotten his heart back from me.

At the time I realized that my heart was still with him.

I felt that L.O.V.E but that was trick

I think it's love. But in reality it is a deception.

I never told Woohyun I loved him because I always thought that actions were more important than words.

I didn't praise his cooking skills again because I saw that the people around him were already praising him enough.

I kept fooling myself that I was giving Woohyun my full love. But in reality He still expected to hear compliments from my mouth. Still yearning for my love Still reaching for things that will help build self-confidence at all times.

“Hyung, do you want to break up with me?”

“Hyung, is there someone else? To have the courage to answer like this?”

Just try looking at it from the opposite perspective. Maybe his mean words were just a ploy to trick me into spitting out the word love. But I never once said it out loud.

“Hyung, is there anyone else?”

“How stupid. How can I be with someone else?”

“Why not?”

“I really don't know why.”

“Well, hyung has never reassured me.”

Woohyun knows that I'll lose patience if I'm expected to repeat the same cutting sentences when I'm angry. How scary is that? Why wouldn't he know? But the other party bet all his courage in exchange for one syllable from me.

Even though it was never successful.

Instead of saying the word 'love', I turned it into another form of desire with the intention of distracting.

I used my own lips to cut out words. or even Woohyun's breath completely disappeared Pretending not to see the disappointment and regret that flashed in his eyes.

Woohyun finally relents. Of course not willingly but fell into a state of servitude

I did it, knowing in my heart that it wasn't what the other person wanted.

Who knows that the breath that passed through the lips of the stolen master?

It becomes a collar so tight that you can't breathe.

If the police were to catch stupid people who only misunderstand and think for themselves. In addition, he commits crimes against his lover over and over again. I thought that I was more suitable to go to prison than anyone else.

But if there is an opportunity, start over. I will love him the best I can.

Normally our dance practice schedule ends in the early evening. The band leader has the sole right to determine an appropriate and fair time to end practice. After that it will be free time. Where anyone goes or what they do is completely up to the individual to decide.

“If there's nothing wrong with it, I'll go.”

Woohyun's words from that morning still echoed back and forth in my eardrums. He had a date with a kid named Jello after practice. And actually our practice should have finished hours ago.

But it's because of my selfishness.

I purposely delayed the rehearsal by saying that people were dancing incorrectly. Luckily, Myungsoo and Sungjong weren't very accurate with their moves yet. So they couldn't help but fall prey to me.

But until then, I survived. After ten rounds of pushing for repairs and forgetting to die, Each one of them showed signs of being so exhausted that they were throwing up. Especially someone like Woohyun who had just recovered from his illness, who collapsed on the floor of the room completely helpless as soon as the song ended for the eleventh time.

That made me soft-hearted.

I saw Woohyun laying there panting for a long time. When the breathing started to become normal The other person raised his head and looked at the clock hanging on the opposite wall. Slender eyes widened in shock. Before he got up and walked over, he grabbed his cell phone from his backpack.

“Uh.. Woohyun, I have something to say. Can we go outside and talk for a bit?” I said, grabbing one of the other person's wrists.

“Hehe, if you have something to talk about here, hyung. We're in the same band. There must be no secrets from each other,” Sungyeol said, holding onto Woohyun's remaining wrist before waving his eyebrows at me with a teasing expression.

“ RRRRRRRRRRR ”

The ringtone sounded. Woohyun looked down at his phone screen and looked at me and Sungyeol with wide eyes because no one seemed to be willing to let go of himself.

"Don't accept it...can you?" I said with pleading eyes.

“No, it's bad manners, accept it.” Sungyeol hurriedly released Woohyun's hand significantly. For example, wanting to annoy me. Give the little person a chance to use that hand to answer the phone before the signal is cut off.

“Hyung, stop late... understand... If you insist on waiting Hyung, hurry up and go as fast as you can.” Woohyun hung up the phone before turning to talk to me. “We can go outside and talk. I still have some time.”

Woohyun carried his backpack and walked forward, stopping at the edge of the sidewalk. As I hurried my steps to follow him closely.

“Can you please not go?” I called out as my palm still held my small wrist tightly.

“Why don't you want me to go?” Woohyun habitually questioned with an expectant look in his eyes.

“B...because...because you and I just broke up. If you go with that kid Other people might not view you well.” I searched my brain for a reason that was neutral and not too ugly to explain. For those who have the status of being just an older brother in the group This is probably appropriate.

“But we already made an appointment. I don't want to break my words to my juniors. Besides, I told him that it was late. But the younger sister still insists that she will wait. And you've already made him wait for an hour.” Woohyun shook the end of his voice impatiently.

“And if…”

“What if?” Woohyun interjected. The expectation was so clear in his round eyes that it was difficult to see through.

“If....if it was the leader's order. Do you dare to resist?” I swallowed a big gulp of saliva in my throat. I feel uncomfortable about something that I can only think about. But I can't speak.

“Hyung, are you that worried about our group's image?”

“Probably, I'm the leader.” The glint of expectation in his eyes began to change into a feeling of repentance. It made me have to quickly turn my head away from the other person's face.

“Hyung, how are you feeling? Can't you just say it out loud?” Woohyun said in a tone that clearly conveyed his disappointment in me.

“I...I”

“Ah, that's terrible... What right do I have to say this to hyung? Well, we broke up." He muttered as if complaining to himself. But I heard every word clearly

“I'm sorry for always causing trouble for you, hyung. But from now on, stop worrying…. I won't be around to annoy you. I'm going to quit...really quit.”

You're crazy.

then i will stay

How can I be without you?

I'll do the same.

Nothing happened

How can I be without you?

“Alright, I have to go. Zello has been waiting for me for a long time. Hyung went back to the dorm with the kids. Then go to bed comfortably. I guarantee that I will definitely not disgrace our group's reputation.”

Why do you do this?

Abandoning each other so cruelly like this

“Wait, Woohyun,” I gripped the other person's wrist even more tightly.

“Can we… be able to… start over? ”

“Let me think about the answer along the way. I'm late now, hyung.” Woohyun didn't look surprised at all. Instead, he answered in a calm voice, looking down at my palm that was tightly wrapped around his wrist, politely asking for my release.

“Then let me change the question. Do you still love me?”

“I love you…” Woohyun said, smiling tiredly to himself, “but I'm tired.”

“Is that so?” My heart swelled after hearing his last sentence.

“Not quite right. Actually, if the sentences are arranged as 'Even though I'm tired, I still love you' would probably be more accurate." The other party suddenly corrected his sentence and laughed like that.

“Then we should start over, right?”

“But it's really tiring. Having to start over in order to come back and meet an ending that will never be different.”

Then come say we love each other

Are you planning to screw me until the end?

“How many times have we broken up? Hyung, did you count it?” The other person asked me with sad eyes.

I shook my head slowly. There were no good answers to his questions.

“So many that I can't remember. But I remember that almost every time we broke up... The person who starts to reconcile first is usually me. It seems like I'm the only one who wants a hyung, don't you think? ” Woohyun sent me another question.

“I want you too.”

“Our needs are too different,” he said before trying to wriggle his wrist out of my grip.

“Then tune in to each other. Listen!! 1/3 of the total time 1/3 is the time I was mean to you. The other 1/3 is the time you were mean to me. This leaves us with only 1/3 of the good time left.” I shared my ideas with the other party by speaking rapidly. Trying to act like he didn't notice the little resistance that was happening in his palm.

“ ....................... ” Woohyun frowned slightly, but his intense gaze showed that he was listening to my words attentively.

“But if each person lowered their pride by half, The times I was mean to you would be 1/6 and the times you were mean to me would be 1/6, adding up to 1/3. That's enough to turn our good times around. It became 2/3.”

"So aren't you tired? ... You have to force yourself that much."

“I...I'm not tired. No matter what I will do To get you back,” I said with determination in my eyes because I wanted the other party to believe in my true intentions.

“Even though Hyung isn't tired, right now... I'm really tired.” Woohyun muttered with his eyes wandering like a delirious person.

“When will I be sure that my hyung really loves me... How can I be sure that I don't just assume that my hyung loves me... I didn't know that all along. Did I just imagine that my hyung loves me? I have to live with this feeling all the time. Because I have never once heard with my own ears...that hyung loves me.”

“Do I even have to say it? Since my actions tell you everything?” I asked, feeling annoyed. With a habit of not liking being pressured Because it makes you feel uncomfortable, like you are in a prisoner state.

“Then you don't have to say it. No one forced it.” Woohyun had a smile on his lips. But his eyes did not smile at all.

“B…Maybe I'm a bit cowardly. Can you give me a chance? This time, I promise to tell you those words.” I softened when I saw that the other party was not swayed at all.

“Hyung is not a coward.”

“Hyung, you are a selfish person….. The fact that hyung doesn't tell me he loves me It's just because you're afraid you'll lose the power in your hands, right?”

“What kind of power? ”

"The power of the person who is loved... The person who was told he loved me You have the right to refuse love. When quarreling, you have the right to remain silent. When you meet someone better You have the right to say goodbye easily. ...don't have to tell me you love me There will be no obligation. You don't have to feel like you have a promise to keep. It was comfortable... I'm sorry I had to talk so aggressively to hyung like this...

But what I said is not wrong, right?”

“M…” I tried to deny. But I can't speak. Because the other party's sentence really touched my heart.

Yes, as Woohyun said. while the other party was not confident in me I was equally unsure of myself. Because no one knows how long our love will last. And I don't know when the feelings we both have for each other will change.

I'm not a person who believes in love. Meanwhile, Woohyun is a person who adheres to love. He poured it all out in his lap. While I hardly ever invest Just because I'm afraid of the risks that will follow.

“It's long overdue. I really need to go sometime.”

" no!!! I don't want you to go with him. I'm jealous of you. I'm jealous of you because I…I love you. ...I love you. Do you understand, Woohyun?” I shouted to him loudly with all my sincerity. It's time for me to be the one to devote all my love to him.

“I love you too, hyung.”

The words you said you love me

“But hyung, you should let me go.”

Why does it sound so sad?

While saying that sentence Woohyun turned his head away as if he didn't want to see me. If only for a moment His sweet face had to turn and look at his own wrist, which was easily freed from mine, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

The palms that were exhausted from the moment they heard the other party's last sentence were held back. Until having to leave it on the side of the body without duty. Running out of words to continue The edges of my eyes burned with regret and guilt for my past actions.

No chance for excuses. How wrong do you feel? Probably won't be able to go back and fix anything.

“H...hehe, hyung, why are you crying!! Woohyun looked up at me. before shouting in shock

“Hurry up and go, I'll be patient... I won't hold you back again.” I gently pushed the other man's shoulder forward, refusing to make eye contact, only lowering my head. Then he clasped his hands together restraintly and let the tears flow down silently.

“Hyung, don't you really want me to go that much?” the other person asked impatiently.

“Of course,” I answered firmly.

“But I'm considerate of his uncle. My goodness, I called already. Anyway, let's go up first.”

“Hey!! Since when has a taxi been here?” Seeing that there was a third person staring at us through the opaque film from inside the vehicle, I immediately wiped away my tears, feeling ashamed.

“Since when I told hyung to let me go,” Woohyun replied, moving to sit in the back seat of the taxi he had called in order not to waste time.

“Don't tell me that just now I told you to let me go. Because the taxi has already arrived."

“That's right, hyung, hurry up. Uncle, he's going to get a car.” Woohyun beckoned out his hand urgently. As a result, I couldn't help but rush through the open car door.

After getting himself onto the back seat, he sat there, tense and unable to do anything. Not sure if I should continue the conversation from the beginning? Because it seems like we still couldn't come to a conclusion before. But the person on the side still didn't seem to say anything at all.

“It's all messed up.” Woohyun turned to look at me and wrinkled his eyebrows. Before bending down to find something in his bag, "You'd better wipe it up a little," he said then used the tissue paper in his hand to gently wipe away my tears.

Woohyun always takes good care of me. Even though all this time I had never once given him the compensation he deserved. The fact that I can't let go of such a wonderful person. It probably isn't anything strange.

“Can you not go with him? Consider that I'm asking, "You can say that I'm not ashamed of my face. I don't want to lose Woohyun. Because they didn't know their meeting this time. In what form will it affect the future?

“Probably not. Because his younger brother asked me to help him choose a gift for his girlfriend. If it weren't for the elders in the band He didn't really know anyone. ...Well, the band has only just debuted recently. So he came and asked me to help... I saw you say that after the comeback I will find little free time. So I had to secretly buy some and keep them before my birthday.”

Woohyun snorted and gave a long explanation. But the word that really stood out to me was only one word in the sentence.

“Does that kid have a boyfriend?” I asked with excitement in my heart. I'm afraid that it will eventually turn into a ploy to invite someone to help choose a gift as a front. But in reality, it turned out to be giving a gift to the person you chose and asking to be your girlfriend, something like that.

“Yes, I have a boyfriend and I'm the leader of the same group,” Woohyun said in a cheerful tone. before turning to wiggle his eyebrows cutely

" the same? Zelo has a boyfriend who is the leader of the same group as Woohyun. That means Woohyun must have a girlfriend as the leader. ...Woohyun's leader is Sunggyu. which is me... Does this mean you've agreed to get back together with me?” I naively explained the other person's words like an elementary school student just learning to compose an essay, with my heart swelling until it was tight in my chest.

“Damn it!! Stupid hyung!! Why are you calling me by name? What if Uncle Chauffeur thought of selling this news? The two of us are ready to hug each other and jump into the abyss.” Woohyun rolled his eyes and whispered insults. But his whole face turned red.

“I love you!” I pulled the other person in and hugged him close to my chest with longing. While shouting out loud words of love in the car without thinking about anything.

“Hyung, what the hell is going on?” Woohyun hissed loudly. while trying to push himself away from my chest

“From now on, I will stop being selfish. And it will take 1/3 of our time to the most value. By saying "I love you" is not considered a promise. It's just what I thought about doing. Because I am sure that the other person must feel good every time I receive it.

“I'm really glad to hear this. At first, I didn't think Hyung would say it.” Woohyun stopped holding back. Before switching to using two arms to wrap around my waist, possessive in the familiar touch.

“I'm happy, but I told you to let go. I was really shocked, you know that?”

“Well, the taxi came just in time. And I'm confused too. So I'll come back and make things clear with Hyung after business is finished,” the other party reasoned in a cute tone. Until I had to rush to forgive him almost in no time.

“By the way, I want to go with you.” I gave him a pleading look.

“If I have a hyung with me. I'm afraid my sister will get tense. Hyung, it's better to go back to the dorm first. After practicing dance, I'm tired. How can I rest? I'll be back in a moment,” the other party persuaded.

“You can follow at a distance,” I suggested.

“Hyung, are you distrusting me?” We just weren't getting along very well. The other party made a green noise again.

2 out of 3 of these moments will never truly leave us. Fold in!!

"No, you can't go." After seeing the slight drama, I immediately returned to the boat. In order to cut off the electricity from the beginning of the wind Now it's okay to give in. When do you get to bed? He must be the one to give in to me anyway, I believe!!!!!

“Hyung, why are you smiling?”

“Smile because you are in a good mood and have a cute boyfriend.”

" crazy "

Love / break up / be upset / begrudging / don't understand / doubt / frustration / anger / quarrel / quarrel / intolerance / patience / swallow / reluctant / hurt / happy / sad / disappointed / missing / jealous / possessive / caring / etc.

Every emotion can occur in every moment of love. I think if you love me We must love to learn about each other until we die together.

It seems that my love with ups and downs will continue to be a love with ups and downs for a very long time... But I know myself that I can't live without him... No... we can't live without each other.

“Honestly, when hyung thought about leaving me. Hyung, is there anyone else?” Is it the hundred millionth time already? I heard this kind of question from Nam Woo Hyun's mouth.

“I love you this much, who else can I go with?” I said, reaching out to pinch the other person's chubby cheeks diligently.

“That's it!! that I have wanted to listen to for a long time.”

END

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ValLaKU 

As for the lyrics, translations of the song 3분의1 appear throughout the story.

Credit 

KOREAN Lyric : Daum Music 

English trans : hyejin@infiniteupdates

THAI lyric&THAI trans : ValLaKU@exteen 

http://vallaku.exteen.com/20110730/lyric-trans-3-48516-51032-1-1-3-infinite-51064-54588-45768-5-1