:: Doll in the Box ::

by

Seetakarn

Doll in the Box

Kim Youngwoon carried the last empty crate up to the back of the closet and stood with his hips crossed and looked at the things that had been arranged in a reasonable amount of order with satisfied eyes. Large beads of sweat soaked down his back, making his dark green t-shirt widely damp. Even after being in the military for two years But arranging all the things in their place for the "house" that he will use as his residence from today onwards takes quite a bit of effort.

Youngwoon just signed a contract to buy the unit a week ago after leaving the military and found out that the former Sapparangke condo he had been living in was about to be demolished. It's worthy of living...if it's so dilapidated that the whole building almost shakes every time he accidentally steps on his heel hard like that. But no matter how dilapidated, Youngwoon doesn't have enough savings to find a place to live. You can get a new one immediately.

Therefore, he felt extremely lucky. who came across this apartment

The price is unbelievably cheap...plus it's close to work...

At first, the young man just thought that the apartment owner must have written the wrong flyer, missed one point, or something like that. But when I tried to contact him and found that the price on the flyer that he saw posted at the bus stop in front of the company was actually the price that the owner was offering for sale. Youngwoon was barely able to catch him in time. When asked about the reason for such a low price The owner gave an answer with a warning with good intentions, without fearing that he would walk away because of that answer.

The owner said that this room has a curse...

Thinking of those words with goosebumps-inducing expressions, Youngwoon couldn't help but laugh. He doesn't believe in ghosts. I don't believe in any superstitions. Some people say it's because they've never met them that they can speak. That's probably true...but after all, a man like Kim Yong Un doesn't want to keep these things cluttered in his mind.

I'll take you through good things like very cheap rooms that you can't find anywhere else. Besides, this room is a waste.

The young man grabbed a towel and walked into the bathroom. The warm water refreshed him after a long day of packing. Even though the owner said that this room has changed many residents. However, all the bathroom fixtures still work well and don't look old at all. It was as if the previous room owners had not used it much.

After taking a shower, Youngwoon put on comfortable clothes. Then he sat at the end of the bed to dry his hair. While thinking for fun That I would ask permission from the older sister of my lover to take my thin, white body to sleep and cuddle here for a good night. His eyes suddenly fell on a dark wooden box on the shelf in the display case in front of him.

When he first came to look at this room together with the apartment owner, Yongwoon had once wondered about this tall, skinny glass-lined wooden display case. At that time, the uncle who owned the room had a strange expression. I'll just say that this cabinet has been there since the first person who moved in. And no resident has ever moved it out even though its design doesn't match the furniture in the entire room... Maybe...

Maybe it was because it looked like an expensive item from an oriental antique shop that it would probably sell for a good price later. Or maybe...there's more reason than that.

Youngwoon knew, but that day he didn't notice that there was a wooden box in the cabinet. Perhaps it was because the dark wooden box was so deep that it almost disappeared into the cabinet. But it was strange...that box looked really plain and ordinary...why was Youngwoon so interested in it that he wanted to open the cabinet and take it out to look at it?

He looked at it for a while and was startled by the sound of an incoming message notification. When I opened it, I saw my lover sending me a good night message. Youngwoon scrolled down the screen to look at the clock on his phone.

...It's almost 1 a.m.

He looked up at the wooden box in the glass-lined cabinet again and crawled onto the bed. Tomorrow I have to rush to work early. The young man hid himself in the duvet. Type a good night message back to your lover and close your eyes to sleep.

...Leave the matter of the wooden box for another day...

"Did I hear you moved house?"

A senior at the company said this when Youngwoon was cutting the noodles in the bowl. He looked up and smiled at his senior for a moment before putting down his scissors and answering by mixing the noodles with gochujang.

"Yes, I moved here nearby. This time I won't have to worry about being late because of traffic."

"But you'll be late because you woke up late instead."

The seniors and co-workers who were eating at the same table laughed at the teasing. In fact, in the past, Youngwoon wasn't always late to the point where his hyungs and friends teased him like this. But lately, traffic in Seoul has gotten more serious every day. His old address was also a place where it was more convenient to take the bus than the subway.

The result is that recently Youngwoon has been late a lot. Perhaps this was another reason for him to decide to find a new room to rent nearby. You can work.

“By the way, aren't apartments around here very expensive? Or where did you win the lottery from? Kim Youngwoon Tell me now.”

“No, sir. I was lucky enough to get a very cheap apartment…” Youngwoon looked at the face of the senior woman who had pretended to question him just now and knew that she probably didn't believe her. So add a little more reason. “...Really, bro. The owner of the apartment said it was a mysterious room. Even if the price is reduced to almost free, no one is willing to buy and rent.

I'm a person who doesn't believe in mysteries. So I was lucky to get a cheap room.”

"Hey... what do you mean by this thing that has a curse? Is it a ghost?"

"Well...not really."

The young man shook his head in response. Seeing that all the seniors were putting down their chopsticks and waiting to hear about the "mystery" that was said, Youngwoon reluctantly swallowed the pork he was chewing and put down his chopsticks.

“The owner of the apartment told me that The owner of that room You won't have long to live and you'll be sick...like...suddenly. It's like a sleeping prince."

When Youngwoon first heard this story from the apartment owner's mouth, he felt that it was a little scary. One is...it's not a stupid ghost story like a haunted hotel or something like that. And two...for some unknown reason, he felt that being the Sleeping Prince was more terrifying than dying mysteriously in the room.

However, it is something that cannot be proven...forget about it. It would be better to just look at the advantages that he got a room at a very cheap price and was close to the company so that he could save a lot of travel expenses.

“But this kind of thing... I think you... If you don't believe it, it's better not to disrespect it. Please be careful.”

Youngwoon smiled at his senior's kind words. But he also didn't know what he had to be careful of...

“I can't go this evening. Must stay to complete the work. We still don't know when it will be finished.”

“Ah, so... Then it's fine.” Youngwoon smiled sheepishly. I know that the loved one on the other end of the phone line probably won't see them anyway. “...Then work hard. Don't overdo it, you know? When you get home, call me and tell me."

“Yes, Youngwoon hyung.”

“I miss Kyuhyun.”

“Yes, bye.”

I ended the call but Youngwoon continued to look at the phone screen for several seconds. That bland smile was still on his face. Both he and Kyuhyun have been so busy with work that they haven't had time to see each other for a long time. At first we made an appointment to go eat together today. But when he has urgent work...he can't do anything except go back to boiling ramyeon and eating it alone in his room like every time.

Youngwoon had finished making dinner and taking a shower and was ready for bed when his eyes caught sight of the dark wooden box in the expensive display case again. Today it's not as late as yesterday and I'm still in a full mood because my plan to go out to eat with my lover fell through. This time, the young man did not hesitate to open the door of the wooden frame cabinet covered with clear glass.

The scent of fragrant wood wafted out and hit my nose. A large hand took out the box. Dust marks in the cabinet show that this box has been around for as long as the cabinet itself. The tall figure stepped back and sat down on the end of the bed. Open a simple wooden box. Not heavy or light, take care of that box.

...A pair of small dark brown eyes stared back from inside the box...

Youngwoon's eyes widened in shock. But the next moment he realized it was the eyes of a porcelain doll. The heart rhythm dropped to normal levels.

Even so... its exquisite beauty made his heart sway strangely.

The doll was sitting among the dried flowers. The tile surface is white and pink, beautiful like human skin. His long, white-blond hair was slightly disheveled. If anything, it couldn't compare to that pretty, cute face. Even though she wasn't smiling...but she was surprisingly beautiful and lively.

A nymph doll?

Youngwoon picked up the doll with both hands. Although the face is young, it can be seen that it is a real person's age. Probably around him or maybe a bit younger. And...even though it's called a nymph But the physique is clearly that of a man.

The young man looked into those tiny dark brown eyes again. He carefully placed the doll back in the box and closed it. Place it back in the original cabinet. Then lay down

...Surprisingly...that lively, beautiful face stuck in my dreams...

...a dream that is more realistic than ever...

He heard the sound of water...

The first thing Youngwoon saw was light green grass. The smell of dirt and grass was so obvious that I knew I was lying on the ground. His large hands leaned on the soft ground to get up. It didn't take long for him to adjust his focus and he saw the stream that was the source of the water sound just moments before.

Where is this place...

He knew he was dreaming. Because in reality, Kim Yong Un had never entered such a beautiful mountain forest... To be precise, He didn't think that in this era there would still be a forest as beautiful as a fairy tale like this. The soft grass on which he was sitting The clear stream has a refreshing sound.

Far away on one side was the edge of a sparse forest. And on the other side... is a field of light-colored flowers stretching as far as the eye can see.

The young man was about to stand up when he noticed that he was wearing strange clothes. He turned back to the clear stream and leaned down to look at the shadows, discovering that even his face was painted with strange colors. One of his eyebrows had turned blue and even had a small feather attached to it... but no matter how he looked at it, it looked like... it was like something that had existed from the beginning. It's not something that someone added later.

“What is this...?”

“Have you arrived?”

A man's clear, high-pitched voice made Youngun startled. He turned towards the voice and was stunned.

Nymph...a perfectly beautiful nymph with a big bouquet of flowers in her arms. White, pinkish, smooth, flawless skin. His thin, light-colored lips smiled slightly. As his dark brown eyes met his.

This is...that doll in the box...

Youngwoon never thought that the nymph doll when it came to life would be so beautiful that he would take his breath away.

“Wait for a long time. Mr. Kim Young Un.”

“Waiting...waiting for me...so?”

Youngwoon felt like the effects of the beautiful scene in front of him would cause his brain to slow down for a while. Before he could speak each word, he stuttered to the point of embarrassment.

The beautiful person in front of him probably felt quite a bit amused by his expression as well. To the point where I couldn't help but laugh like that.

“That's right. Staying here alone is going to be lonely. When I knew you were coming I'm very happy.”

The round, clear eyes shone brightly when he said the word "happy", which made those eyes even more pleasing to look at.

...Suddenly, he felt like he wanted to look into these eyes for a long time...for a long time...

“I'll show you around. Give this everywhere. Let's go together, Youngwoon."

"yes"

The young man felt like he wasn't himself. Distraught, he stretched out his hand and shook it with his soft hand as soon as the other person extended his free hand. The sound is clear and pleasing to listen to. Both bright smiles Both eyes are dazzling Youngwoon didn't know how he could take his eyes off this person.

The brain is completely white. All the senses knew only things related to the beautiful nymph doll.

Hands are soft and tight. With just the slightest bit of pulling force, the tall figure almost swooped after him into the flower field.

Beautiful...so beautiful that Youngwoon wants the dream to last longer... continuously...

"oh"

The beautiful woman turned around and smiled again.

“Welcome. My name is Lee Sungmin.”

And the dream stretched on until Youngwoon woke up really late.

A young man with wide-eyed eyes came to clock in the work card in time, like a red line through eight lines. The reason for this was...just in time for the company to extend the line by fifteen minutes. But if we stick to real time, then someone like him who is often late will definitely have his bonus cut off.

However, the reason that made Youngwoon come almost late flashed into his mind again when he got off work.

Today, Youngwoon has a dinner date with a friend who is studying in the same major. Of course there must be alcohol. But Youngwoon's group were the ones who only drank for the sake of enjoyment. I didn't seriously think about getting drunk. Therefore, everyone's consciousness was still intact to the point where they could sit and talk about this matter for a long time until it was almost time to close the shop.

And one of the favorite topics that Youngwoon's group always brings up as a talking point almost every time they meet up is...mysteries.

Of course...Yongwoon's new apartment cannot escape being brought up as an issue as well.

“Hey Youngun, I heard that you got a cheap room. It's in the middle of an expensive area because it's a haunted room. Is that true?"

“Huh, no…” Youngwoon shrugged. He poured soju into a glass and continued talking. “...It's not a haunted room at all. It's just that the owner said there was a curse.”

“So is it real? You've been here for two nights, what have you encountered?"

the small, wide-eyed friend asked, leaning forward and approaching him with such interest that Youngun almost took the metal tongs used for grilling the pate meat away.

"You know that I'm someone who hasn't encountered anything like that. And if I did, would I be able to sit here?"

If you find the magic that makes you sleep like that Until now, he probably wouldn't actually be sitting here grilling meat with his friends.

...Youngwoon really wanted to answer his friend. If you were to find one, you'd probably only find that nymph doll...

It's strange...just thinking about the cute face emerging from the bouquet of small white wildflowers in his arms makes him want to go back and open the box and stare at the nymph doll for a long time...

“Hey...Yongwoon. What's wrong with you? The flesh is burnt.”

The sound of his friend's greeting startled the young man out of his reverie. Another friend quickly grabbed the metal tongs and took the meat out of the grill. It took Youngwoon several seconds before he realized he should pick up his chopsticks and help his friend remove all the burnt, blackened flesh.

“Fuck, you don't normally get so distracted that you lose things like this, Youngwoon. Did you quarrel with Nong Kyuuma?”

"No, I was just thinking about something for fun."

“What the fuck? The meat is burnt like this. Don't tell me you're thinking about someone other than your girlfriend, Nong Kyu."

His close friend sitting across from him grumbled while rubbing the blackened flesh. Youngwoon knew it was just random words. But why did he have to feel this weird? I don't know...it felt like... "hot."

...Actually, that doll is “Someone other than Kyuhyun,” as my friend actually said. But that was just the doll he just found in the room, right?

The dream image suddenly stood out.

...But that...was just a dream, wasn't it...

“Oh, talking about boyfriends. Did you guys hear the news about Donghae's girlfriend being sick?”

"yeah"

The Donghae that Youngwoon's friend was talking about was a junior at the troupe who was quite close to them. After graduating from school, Donghae had the opportunity to date his girlfriend, who was said to be so cute that he loved and cherished her more than anything. They didn't have much contact with this junior. Even the face of Donghae's girlfriend who was the topic of conversation this time, only a few people had ever seen it.

“I see that the boy's house doesn't have a lot of money. Donghae himself loves it too much. Even before I got sick, that kid suddenly broke up with me without any feelings. Now Donghae still wants to collect money for treatment. He seems really loving.”

“Um...Donghae is a kind person.”

After saying that, he sighed softly. Close seniors like them couldn't do much except give Donghae some money to collect for his ex-girlfriend's treatment.

“But that kid...Donghae's ex-boyfriend. What's wrong with your illness?"

The friend sitting opposite Youngwoon let out a long sigh. He poured another glass of soju and replied in a sympathetic tone.

“I saw that... suddenly Some organs just stop working. ...So he became the Sleeping Prince.”

chubby hands gently Follow the white flowers absentmindedly Clear eyes were looking all the way to the flower field. Think of someone with whom he fell so completely in love that he decided to come here... and someone who loved him so much but was abandoned by him because he wanted to come here.

A sound like soft bursting of air bubbles. It woke up Lee Sungmin from his thoughts. That sound was a sign that a person was dreaming...and that person was about to make Sungmin "return" if Sungmin "succeeded".

That's right...he had to find that person first. He had to accomplish "that" in order to go back...he had to go back.

...The pure white flowers that had been touched with care a few minutes ago were suddenly plucked out in large bouquets by the same hand without mercy...

“Are you here, Youngwoon?”

His voice was clear and his expression seemed to be a little irritated. of the person that Youngwoon often calls a "nymph" makes her look even more adorable. A tall figure steps closer to a chubby figure. Can't help but lightly pinch those chubby cheeks.

Youngwoon had no idea that a single night meeting in a dream would make him feel so close to Sungmin that they could touch each other so naturally and so quickly.

"Wait a long time? Today I went out to eat with friends, so I slept in late."

Hearing the answer, the other party pursed his lips. Cutely complained.

“Youngwoon probably doesn't miss me. Let it wait for a long time.”

“Why don't you think about it? I miss Sungmin. I really wanted to go home and sleep and dream about Sungmin, but I couldn't. I want to see Sungmin often. I want to be with Sungmin for a long time. But I have to get up and go to work.” A large hand grabbed a chubby hand that was carrying a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Tiny white flowers line the cheeks, smooth and clear.

When I see it I feel envious of the flower...I want to touch that smooth, white skin too. “I want the night to extend a lot more. I will be with Sungmin for a long time. I really want to be with Sungmin, please don't beg me.”

The tall figure bent down and couldn't help but bury his nose and mouth into the soft cheeks that smelled of flowers. The person who was kissed on the cheek blushed a little. Then he allowed the older person to take him and go for a walk together as a simple gesture. That anger can disappear with just one kiss on the cheek. Actually...Yongwoon never thought that he would pity anyone in this way. He just felt that Lee Sungmin's smooth, fragrant cheeks were irresistibly alluring.

With Kyuhyun...Youngwoon has never reconciled in this way.

Youngwoon was slightly startled. Since dreaming about Sungmin, this was the first time he thought of Kyuhyun. It's true that Kyuhyun is Youngwoon's boyfriend. They are lovers who have been together for a long time and have never thought about changing their minds. But every word you told Sungmin a moment ago...I miss you...and want to see you often. Want to be together for a long time ...It was all a heartfelt feeling.

Youngwoon still loves Kyuhyun...but Sungmin has influenced his heart so hard and fast...that he misses Sungmin more and more often...

Even though I knew that Sungmin was “The person in my dreams,” but every time he saw or even thought about that beautiful face, he always felt a flicker of trembling.

Young man lying on the grass He placed his head on Sungmin's soft lap. The face is smooth and clear, bowing slightly. Thin, pink lips smiled. Look into his eyes, round and shiny like marbles.

A big hand raised Apply it on soft pink cheeks and gently apply it. Pleasantly

“I really like it.”

A low voice came out as soft words. That made Sungmin raise his eyebrows in surprise. Youngwoon smiled, refusing to answer the question conveyed by Sungmin's expression, but continued.

“I like...want to stay like this for a long time.”

This time Sungmin smiled. The beautiful nymph bent down. Gently touch your lips to the cheeks. Mischievously, then quickly looked up.

"If you want to stay, stay. Stay with me. You don't have to go back."

...For a moment... Youngwoon wanted to agree to the invitation without thinking too much...

...but it seems like there's something holding him back from speaking...

“Do you want to go see a movie this Saturday, Youngwoon hyung?”

For the first time, Kyuhyun's invitation made Youngwoon hesitate. He usually agrees to go out with his lover without thinking twice because he wants to spend even a little more time with Kyuhyun. In a situation where both of you are often busy with work like this...the opportunity to go out to eat or watch a movie together is something that Youngwoon will always grab.

...but why this time...

“Uh…” His eyes suddenly turned towards a glass-lined display case with a box containing a Sungmin nymph doll inside. Youngwoon took a moment to consider and turned his eyes elsewhere.

He felt that if he looked further...he would have to reject Kyuhyun for some stupid reason like 'I'd rather stay home all day,' for sure.

...What's wrong with him? Pay attention, pay attention and say yes to Kyuhyun like always...

"Alright, then let's meet at the same place at the same time, Kyu."

"yes"

Youngwoon didn't understand... why did he have to turn around and look at the booth again after putting down the phone?

It's like I don't want to see the pleading eyes of the person in my dreams again.

Anxiety followed Kim Youngwoon even when he was watching a movie with Kyuhyun.

Youngwoon relied on the little light from the movie screen to see the clock. They watched it at 3:00 p.m. That meant it would end around 5:00 p.m. Kyuhyun probably invited him to continue eating dinner. And by the time I got home it would probably be nearly 9:00 p.m.

...What should I do? He'd be able to find Sungmin sooner than that...

"What's wrong with Youngwoon? Is there something wrong?"

The young man was slightly startled. He answered Kyuhyun's whispered question by shaking his head and smiling. Then he tried to concentrate on the giant screen that was showing the sequel to the boy's favorite animated movie. But two minutes later, his concentration drifted towards the Sungmin doll again. Youngwoon wanted to blame it because the movie wasn't his favorite type.

I want to blame the fact that leaving the house and going to work every day makes him too tired to go out and watch movies on Saturdays again. But no matter what, he knew and was kind.

Those things are just excuses. The truth is that it was his heart that kept thinking about that beautiful nymph that made him fall in love with that other person.

Youngwoon knew very well... his heart was moving away from Jo Kyuhyun little by little.

“Er...Kyu...hyung. I think you'd better hurry home. I just realized that I haven't sent an email to any customers yet. The customer will wait too long.”

Kyuhyun raised his eyebrows. The two feet that were walking without a hurry suddenly stopped. Now they just came out of the movie theater. Enjoy walking and talking. About the movie I just watched while deciding which restaurant to go to for dinner in this big department store.

And then suddenly Kim Youngwoon said he was going to hurry home?

Thin eyebrows turned into a frown. The reason the lover gives for hurrying back seems valid...but why does he "feel" that it is "untrue"?

Actually...Kyuhyun felt that Youngwoon was strange. Since before even watching the movie

“Do you have to be in such a hurry?”

Youngwoon pursed his lips for a bit and then relaxed... "um"

Kyuhyun thought for a few seconds before smiling...more accurately, trying to smile like he was teasing. But the fear that is suppressed deep down This made him unable to smile from his heart. The strange behavior of his lover made the boy frightened. The whole day today, Youngwoon looked upset. The mind is not connected to the body. and always seems to want to go home

...It's like there's someone waiting at home, I don't know how.

“Don't let me know that you rushed back to the house to find the hidden secret.”

The other person's fright for just a split second made Kyuhyun's breath hitch. The slender fingers that pointed in anticipation as if he were pretending to be apologetic, actually trembled slightly. Until I had to wear it behind my back when I waved goodbye and sent my lover off on the subway. Kyuhyun watched the train until it was out of sight like he had never done before.

...Yongwoon hyung...it's not what I thought, right...

The sound of water from the same stream made him feel relaxed and comfortable as always. Youngwoon sat enjoying the breeze, listening to the sound of the water, and looking at Lee Sungmin's beautiful face for I don't know how long. He only knew he had all Saturday night. Continued all day on Sunday. He will spend every minute, every second with Sungmin. I will absolutely not waste time on other things.

Youngwoon didn't know when he started having thoughts like this. But when will he not care?

"I only know that I like you. I like you very much."

The thoughts in his brain were unconsciously conveyed into soft words, as if the speaker was under a spell, which was probably true, because when Sungmin took his eyes off the wide field of flowers, he raised his eyebrows and asked. Youngwoon still looked at that perfectly beautiful face.

Especially when your lips smile. It's even more beautiful...so much so that you want to be together all night and all day...and forever.

"You've told me this a hundred times already..."

A soft hand touched his cheek, caressing it softly and gently. Youngwoon couldn't help but grab that hand and hold it. He placed a soft kiss on the back of her soft, fragrant hand. It feels like the fragrance is still stuck on the lips and tip of the nose. His cheeks were white and red because of that action. But sparkling dark brown eyes stared into his eyes more deeply than ever before.

“...Youngwoon...do you love me...?”

Those eyes held him back from thinking about anything else... from answering anything other than...

"love"

Another soft hand cupped his face. The flower-like scent from Lee Sungmin's body was intoxicating to Youngwoon.

“Do you love me more than anyone else?”

“I love you the most...love only you, Sungmin.”

The pale lips smiled again. before moving closer and closer So close that the distance between their lips was only a breath.

A sweet voice whispered against Youngwoon's lips.

“Prove that you love only me...and then we'll be together...forever.”

Youngwoon woke up with the rich scent of flowers lingering in his nostrils. Those words still resounded in my ears. He looked at the time on his mobile phone...it was seven o'clock on Monday morning... It was quite shocking to realize that I had been asleep for more than twenty-four hours. But Youngwoon still showered and dressed to go to work without thinking of distress...actually. He didn't think of anything.

Besides thinking about Lee Sung Min's words The saying goes to prove...prove that you love Sungmin alone...

The young man sat and worked all day normally...or maybe just looked normal. He concentrates on his work. But when it was time to rest, I thought back to only the sweet voice. A perfectly beautiful face and the rich fragrance flowing in the wide fields, as beautiful as heaven. It's funny how he wants to stay in that place forever...even if it's just a dream place.

But he really felt that way.

And the words will be with a beautiful nymph like Sungmin forever. It allows him to do everything...

...It may sound crazy. But he loves Sungmin. And he will do as Sungmin says...

prove

“Hello, where is Kyuhyun?”

“I just got off work and was walking into the house. Just arrived home.”

Kyuhyun's voice sounded tired. As the person told Youngwoon, work is very busy these days. He remembered...that's why he was a bit hesitant about whether to say what he wanted to say right now.

Youngwoon walked back and forth in the bedroom. Then he stopped in front of a glass-lined wooden display case.

“I have something to tell you. quite serious Do you want to go take a shower or something first? Then I'll call you again.”

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment. It was as if Kyuhyun was holding his breath.

"nevermind Just say it.”

This time, Youngwoon was quiet for a moment. But when Youngwoon's eyes fell on the Sungmin nymph doll box, Kyuhyun suddenly heard breath-taking words from his lover.

“Kyuhyun, let's break up.”

It was like he stopped breathing for a fraction of a second before Kyuhyun found his own voice. “...Why?”

"I...don't love you anymore."

Tonight, Youngwoon didn't come to Sungmin feeling all the excitement and joy like every night. It was as if there was still cloudy sediment in his heart from the shaking voice. Kyuhyun's is lying on his butt. A stubborn kid like Kyuhyun broke up with him more easily than he thought. Just the reason that he didn't love that side anymore made Kyuhyun surrender easily.

And it really is for that reason. ...He wasn't lying. Youngwoon doesn't love Kyuhyun anymore. Because someone had intervened to take his place.

Youngwoon loves Sungmin.

“Don't worry. That child will definitely find someone else who will love and care for him well.”

Sungmin smiled slightly. Dark brown eyes twinkling as if comforting.

...but Youngwoon didn't see it. A glint of excitement and joy was hidden deep in those eyes.

His heart pounded even faster when he asked Kim Youngwoon again.

“Anyway...you love me...right Youngwoon?”

“Yes, I love you.”

Thin lips widened into a smile. A soft, white forearm rose to hang around his neck. The fragrance of flowers is rich and flowing. The whole face is beautiful and fresh. Everything began to fixate Youngwoon, looking only at the person in front of him... thinking only about the person in front of him again.

Sungmin felt… all other thoughts had been completely brushed out of Kim Youngwoon's mind.

What he did was about to come to fruition... Sungmin's wait was about to end.

“We will be together here forever, Youngwoon.”

A sweet voice reverberated in Youngwoon's ears. Lulling me into intoxication again A large hand lifted up and held the smaller man's waist close to him. Youngwoon whispered soft words of love again before his lips pressed close against his. The two of them felt as if some kind of energy was moving around them. It is a mantra that will hold one soul in this place and carry another soul out of the dream as desired.

At a hospital on the outskirts of Seoul The chubby hand that had always been calm suddenly twitched, even though it was only a slight twitch. But because that hand was held by the person who was watching over the bed for almost twenty-four hours. The person holding the hand felt it immediately.

Lee Donghae was startled. He opened his eyes and looked at the pale face of his ex-girlfriend who had been lying on the bed for a long time. He definitely didn't feel the symptoms just now. And after holding his breath for a few more seconds, the thin eyelids actually moved.

He was so happy that his eyelids burned. Kissing the hand that was held until the patient's hand was covered with tears. Donghae thanked heaven repeatedly. in his heart as he called out to the person he loved in a trembling voice.

“Sungmin...Sungmin-ah...”

Sungmin opened his eyes. After his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw Donghae crying holding his hand next to the bed. Donghae...who never stopped loving him even though he broke up with him for the reason that...he didn't love Donghae anymore.

Sungmin smiled slightly. At least he would have a chance to make amends to Donghae from now on. Make amends for making Donghae sad

He succeeded...Lee Sungmin finally succeeded in returning.

And he knew that right now...the doll in the sealed wooden box in the glass-lined wooden display case must have the same appearance as Kim Yongwoon...the man who was sleeping as a sleeping prince on the bed in that apartment. ...

...waiting for the new owner of the room to release and take his place...