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PoV 1 OhSehun
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"Jongdae"Hyung!”
"Kim Jongdae!"
My left leg felt numb when I realized that the head I kicked with all my might was Jongdae's head.Hyungwho was hugging the head of the thug Park Chanyeol. When Chanyeol released his grip on my leg and immediately turned to hug JongdaeHyung,I immediately took over Jongdae's body Hyungwho fainted from him and laid him on a hospital bed.
Fresh blood came out of Jongdae's right ear. HyungAs I slowly adjusted his head, blood dripped down and stained the white hospital sheets. I saw Chanyeol sitting back in his wheelchair, pressing the hospital bell near the bedside table.
My heart was beating like crazy while my hands were shaking in fear that something might happen to Jongdae.Hyung, when I crouched beside his bed I could see the thug's messy face which was slightly bruised from my actions.
“If anything happens to Jongdae, it's all your fault.”
I turned around in disbelief at Chanyeol's words, blaming me as if this were all my fault. "If I have to be beaten to pay for my mistake of accidentally hitting Jongdae..."Hyung,Even if I have to languish in prison, I will accept it with an open heart.” I will not lose to this thug, even if it is just a verbal argument. I will win over JongdaeHyung.
I frowned in confusion when Chanyeol laughed mockingly. “Fix that precocious way of talking, kid.” He approached Jongdae’s bed. Hyungand gripped her finger tightly. “What you feel for Jongdae is just puppy love.”
“Not puppy love!” I stood up, clenching my fists in frustration.
Not long after, a doctor and 2 nurses came and checked Jongdae's condition. Hyung. Chanyeol pulled his wheelchair aside, he left Jongdae's room Hyungafter the doctor said that the patient was not well and had a minor injury to his inner hearing which would cause a painful ringing in his ears.
I still stood silently beside Jongdae's bed. Hyungwhile continuing to hold his fingers tightly, until Uncle and Aunt Kim came I explained what had just happened.
“When I came, I already saw Jongdae Hyungcrying depressed, I thought Chanyeol was hugging him by force. I wanted to let go of Jongdae Hyungfrom his grip, but Chanyeol instead made Jongdae Hyungas his shield until my punch accidentally hit Jongdae's head Hyung,”My story to them, which I told only from my perspective, without even mentioning the events from the perspectives of the other parties. Besides, that wasn't necessary; my testimony alone was more than enough.
Jongdae's fatherHyungShe didn't comment, she had been busy staring at her child's face without even glancing at me. Meanwhile, Aunt Oh, my father's sister, had been keeping to herself the entire time, sitting as far away from her husband as possible.
“Sehun,” called Uncle Kim.
My head, which had been lowered, immediately lifted as the middle-aged man called my name. "Yes, Uncle?"
“Can you come home from the hospital tonight, Sehun?” he asked, which confused me, because since Jongdae HyungWhen she was hospitalized, I'd been with her and staying here the entire time, and they never once raised a problem. So, why now? "You're still in school, I don't want your parents to get mad at you for your bad grades."
The words sounded gentle, but somehow I felt offended by them.
Calmly, I shook my head, refusing his order. “No, Uncle. I’m an adult and I really want to protect Jongdae.” Hyung,”I answered confidently, "Besides, I'm one of the smartest students, I can easily learn the lessons. So, Uncle Kim doesn't need to worry about my grades."
Uncle Kim turned to face me, his expression serious. “Can we talk outside for a moment, Sehun?”
I nodded in agreement even though my heart felt so uneasy, the aura that Uncle Kim gave off was very intimidating, my premonition seemed to say that soon I would have difficult times.
The two of us ended up in the hospital garden, Uncle Kim sitting to the left of the long white garden chair while I decided to remain standing facing him. The sky was a bit overcast tonight, the stars and moon, which usually shone brightly, were obscured by gray clouds. A gentle night breeze brushed against my face, and I closed my eyes slightly to enjoy the coolness.
"What's the time now?"
I instinctively opened my phone and checked the time. “12:09 AM KST, Uncle,” as the ideal future son-in-law, I answered quickly and precisely. “What’s wrong? You’re not going to tell me to go to bed now, are you?”
"So, how old are you now?" Uncle Kim asked again, ignoring my question. This time, I really frowned, confused by his question.
Hesitantly, I answered, “19 years old. My birthday is April 12th.”
Uncle Kim's face turned to me. "I asked Jongdae myself," Uncle Kim smiled gently at me as he said this.
I held my breath, what Jongdae?HyungHave you told the truth? Then, what should I do next?
I nodded in response, waiting for Uncle's next words, but instead, Uncle Kim stood up and walked over to me, hugging me tightly. His right hand patted my back as if I were his proud son.
“I know you’re a good boy,” Uncle whispered, “you’re not like that brat Chanyeol, Sehun. You’re my favorite nephew.”
I stiffened my face, not liking what this 5-headed man was saying at all.
“So?” I asked, annoyed. “I—what action will Uncle take against Jongdae?” Hyungand that stupid Park Chanyeol?” I released myself from his embrace. “Do you know that I, Oh Sehun, the man in front of you… I, I really like…” my words felt stuck in my throat, like I was swallowing a rice cake whole. “I like—no! No! I. Love Jongdae Hyung!”
I saw my uncle's worried face. "My nephew, Oh Sehun." Uncle Kim tried to reach for me again, but I stepped back, avoiding him. "Listen to your uncle first—"
“Because he and I are cousins?” I interrupted angrily with red eyes. “Or because of our age difference? But it’s definitely not because we’re both men, right? Because both of Kim’s great-grandfathers were men.” I tried to guess where I went wrong in loving my own cousin. “Or, because I sometimes still like to act childishly?” The night wind blew harder and harder, hitting my face as the drizzle grew heavier. “Do you know that love knows no differences—”
“Oh Sehun!”
Unusually, I clenched my fists when I faced Uncle Kim. And this time he called my name with a growl and his eyes narrowed—the exact same as Jongdae's.Hyung—who glared angrily. While several people who were also in the park scattered to take shelter, the two of us instead argued through our stares.
“I don’t want to prolong your lie about who impregnated my child because you are the son of my beloved sister,” he growled, “I know you love Jongdae as much as you love your own life and I respect your feelings as a fellow man, if asked, who is much better? You or Chanyeol? Then my answer is, neither.” I listened to his words seriously. “If asked again, who is the biggest bastard? You or Chanyeol? Then my answer is...” Uncle Kim paused his speech and glanced at me playfully. “You two are the same.”
I frowned, not understanding. How could that punk Chanyeol and I be the same? Clearly, in every way, I was better than him!
With his hands folded behind his back, Uncle Kim smiled at me. “I just got home and checked the CCTV at home,” he said. “Sehun, how does it feel to sneak into someone’s house and steal some underwear from the owner’s daughter?”
My eyes widened when Uncle Kim casually said something so vulgar. I calmly shook my head in affirmation. "I don't understand what he means?"
“What I mean is, those pairs of Jongdae’s underwear you stole.” Uncle Kim took his phone out of his trousers pocket, searching for something. “Jongdae sometimes complains that his underwear keeps disappearing, and it happens every time you stay over. Out of curiosity, I secretly installed CCTV cameras in hidden places.”
Somehow, my hands suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and were shaking. What should I say to Jongdae?HyungIf Uncle Kim tells him about this, where will I put my face?
Uncle Kim handed me his cell phone which was showing a video recording of me opening Jongdae's drawer. Hyung,I kissed the pants and hid them inside my clothes before I finally took them away.
“Chanyeol is indeed a jerk because he likes to play behind Jongdae’s back, and even easily hurts Jongdae. But you, Sehun.” I looked at Uncle as soon as he said my name. “You are too obsessed with Jongdae, it is not impossible that in the future if Jongdae makes a mistake that makes you jealous, you will not hesitate to hurt him worse than Chanyeol did.”
Stammering, I defended myself again, “I will—I can fix my bad behavior.” I knelt at his feet, hugging my flip-flopped feet as I cried in fear, afraid of losing the person I had loved all this time. “I’m so sorry, sometimes I don’t understand what I’m doing, but Uncle. Please give me just one chance to—”
“You have to understand, second chances don’t come to just anyone, Sehun.” I looked up, staring at him in confusion. “Wait, until I die, then you can approach Jongdae and make him yours.” Uncle Kim walked into the hospital, leaving me alone, still trying to process his words.
Then, I remembered, when was the last time Mom asked me to help her buy a birthday present for her brother? Approximately how long does the average person live on earth and die of old age? 50 years? 60 or 70 years? Illness? Accident? Usually, people die quickly because they have certain dangerous diseases, right?
I smiled, standing up from my kneeling position with a light heart. “JongdaeHyung"I said Uncle really likes eating offal, so starting tomorrow I will always buy him offal dishes so that Uncle's heart will always be happy."
If anyone reminds me that Uncle Kim shouldn't eat offal because of the gout he suffers from, I'll just say I don't know anything about it.
I thought about draining all my savings while I was following Uncle, but maybe I'll sleep a bit and think about it again tomorrow, then thank him for giving me the solution to my problem.
At least I still have plenty of time, and during that time I will make myself useful, I will become a successful person who can give the person I love everything she desires, including worldly luxuries. And I will eliminate anyone who stands in the way of my dreams.
Exactly in July, they finally kept the damn creature, it is now 5 months old and Jongdae has been around for that long. HyungShe had to continue receiving intensive care due to her very weak pregnancy. When I finally found out that the punk Chanyeol had complied with Jongdae's request, HyungIn order to protect their child, there is nothing I can do, they now seem to consider me a stranger. No one wants to listen to my opinion anymore, Jongdae Hyungand Uncle Kim made their own decisions even though they already knew what would happen in the future if the creature continued to live.
But who cares, I can only smile sadly seeing all that and keep waiting, waiting for the right time to... not to see them laughing happily like now!
Chanyeol took full advantage of the situation. His broken leg has healed and he can now walk again. It's unknown what he's actually planning. His behavior seems to constantly change, and he's sometimes quite hypocritical in front of Jongdae. HyungAnd sometimes he shows his true cruel nature. Keeping all my suspicions to myself, he and I openly waged war by vying for Jongdae's attention.Hyungand his parents. But I guess I should be thankful because it seems like Auntie doesn't really like Chanyeol either, at least there's still one person on my side.
“You lost again today, kid.”
My two feet continued to walk straight in the middle of the corridor without even looking back and paying attention to Chanyeol's rotten words who was currently laughing mockingly at me at the doorway of Jongdae's room. Hyung,It happened this afternoon when I had just come home from tutoring and was talking to Uncle Kim again, trying to convince him that the bastard who had impregnated his daughter was me, me! Oh Sehun! Without realizing that Chanyeol was also there, desperately holding back his burst of laughter.
But it was still too early to give up, at least a father, no matter how loving he was, would definitely not let his only child fall into the hands of the devil, right? So from that moment on I started to investigate all of Chanyeol's activities, who was very active in illegal racing, something that Jongdae always Hyungsay that you hate it so much.
From here, I began to understand the adult world, not that I'm not mature, but the adult world I mean is about the selfishness of each individual in a relationship where they don't want to give in to each other, continue to restrain each other because what their partner does is considered useless and tends to have negative consequences. The only thing that some people rarely understand in a commitment: communication.
Jongdae Hyungand stupid Chanyeol.
When I thought the time was right, I took some photos and video recordings that I managed to capture while following Chanyeol in illegal racing, I took some photos of him with sexy women fromangleThe most appropriate camera can lead to misunderstandings. When I invited Uncle Kim to talk alone, I began to show him what I had been working so hard to collect, even missing several classes due to being forced to skip class.
“Where did you get all this, Sehun?” Uncle’s face looked very red when he asked me with his eyes constantly staring at the photos, one of the photos that I had edited showed Chanyeol kissing a sexy woman, then another photo that was a little blurry showed Chanyeol enjoying himself.blow jobfrom someone. Then, a video shows Chanyeol angrily kicking someone.
“I’ve been secretly following him for the past few days,” I answered honestly. “Sorry if I was rude, but I’m just curious about what kind of person Chanyeol is that makes Jongdae… Hyungso crazy about him.” I put on a sympathetic face. “I didn’t think Chanyeol was that kind of person,” I lied.
The corner of my eye glanced at Uncle Kim's hand that was crumpling the photos. Through chattering teeth, Uncle looked at me and said, "Take care of Jongdae while I'm gone, don't let your aunt say anything bad that would make Jongdae... down.” I nodded obediently as Uncle walked away from me with wide strides.
“Sorry, Uncle.” I swiped my phone screen and dialed someone when I saw my mother’s older brother’s back was no longer in sight. “But, I’m curious about what you’re going to do about that punk Chanyeol, Uncle.”
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The midday breeze and the scorching sun of early July hit my face, which was barely covered by my mask and cap. My back touched the stone and cement wall that separated a garden, while beside me was the main door. Silent and speechless, two men were arguing fiercely behind the wall, only about half a meter from where I stood.
“You said you would change for my son,” was Uncle Kim’s voice. “But I heard from someone that you’re still racing?”
“Who is that someone?” Then it was Chanyeol’s voice. “I didn’t say I was going to quit racing.”
"What's the point of your meaningless hobby? You'd better study hard for your future."
“Racing is Jongdae and my future,” Chanyeol asserted. “Uncle will understand when the time comes.”
I frowned anxiously when they didn't speak for a few minutes, all that was left was an annoying silence. Until I heard a heavy sigh, I began to listen again.
“How will I understand if you won’t come clean?” Uncle said sharply, “how will others understand if you don’t say anything and just keep it to yourself?”
“Because I was afraid, if I said it, but I failed, I was afraid you guys would be disappointed,” Chanyeol honestly, and I started to clench my fists in frustration. Because Chanyeol couldn’t tell the truth, he had to continue to be viewed badly by everyone, especially Jongdae. Hyung!
It was quiet again, I couldn't hear anything except the leaves rustling against each other in the wind.
“You know, Chanyeol. Second chances don't come to just anyone.”
"I understand."
“Stay away from Jongdae before you succeed—”
“Sorry,” Chanyeol interrupted, “never.”
“I knew from the start that you weren’t a good man.” I heard Uncle throw something at Chanyeol’s chest, which I assumed were the photos I’d given him yesterday. “Do I have to list your sins against my son one by one until you regain your sanity?”
“Do you think the only bad person here is me?”
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