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posted on 水曜日, 5月 28, 2014





More often than not, Guojin would be so exhausted to the point he would cry with his eyes closed when Taehee called light's off. 

To Guojin, it was better to not let the members know rather than to have them worried over him.
Guojin's shoulders were burdened by the thought of himself anchoring the group down with his slow-paced learning. During practices, he was the only one who would be stuck at step one when the other members have miraculously made it to step 6.

On days that did not favor him, Guojin would sleep with a thick book of guilt on his chest.
However, on days like those there was Youngseo who would normally lighten the load. Sweet, sweet Youngseo.

The younger had a keen ear for despair and a sharp nose for sorrow. He would often sniff out the misery rotting in Guojin even though when the elder had been hiding it under a layer of silence. Guojin had feelings for Youngseo but buried this incoherent emotion deep, deep down for the sake of the group and probably for his sanity too.

It was 2.a.m. The night was still and the members were all asleep. Or so Guojin had thought. Guojin had been far too preoccupied by his anxieties to notice that he was sobbing quite sobs. Nor did he notice the boy who was eyeing him in the dark from the neighbouring bed.
Youngseo heard the hitched and sharp breaths that seemed to come from his hyung's bed but he hesitated at first, contemplating whether it really was Guojin or just a ghost trying to spook him.

More often than not Guojin would be enveloped by a thick blanket of loneliness.

Not until Youngseo sneaked across the room and got into bed with Guojin.
"What's wrong?" Youngseo inquired, looking up to his hyung's wet face as he was a few meters shorter.
Gently, lovingly, Youngseo wiped the tears using the back of his hands.
Guojin hesitated but he answered in a gruff tone which Youngseo had never heard before.
"I'm just a little bothered" Guojin tugged a smile. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine" He thought giving reassurance would make Youngseo go away but it didn't work.

Youngseo wrapped his arms around Guojin's thin body and buried his face into Guojin's chest.
He took in Guojin's scent, a soft aroma that reminded him of home, and registered it in his head.
Guojin gave in and pulled Youngseo closer.

More often than not, Guojin would feel loved.

Youngseo held the pieces of Guojin's broken spirit and placed it back together. Youngseo became the glue to held the pieces together.

It was rare for Guojin to feel this way. Guojin wished they would stay in that position a little longer, just a few more hours before the other members wake up would do before he would pretend nothing had happened between him and Youngseo.



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