Mary had a little lamb

Little lamb, little lamb

Mary had a little lamb

Its w-

'What in heaven's name was that racket?' a tired boy asks, struggling to open his eyes. He painfully gets up, a wave of nausea hitting his stomach. Rolling the sheets off of him, he stumbles his way to the bathroom.

Opening the toilet seat, he crouches against the toilet spilling out everything that troubled his stomach into the toilet. It was painful, and his throat hurt.

He rinses his face and his mouth, flushes the toilet and heads back into the bedroom. His gaze finally outlining the figure of the room he was in. It was a familiar looking room, a room he knew all too well.

Memoirs of last nights replays in his head, his eyes lingering on the boy behind his stomach upset. He was tipsy but he wasn't unaware of the fact that his Bestfriend had kissed him.

God!

Cha Eunwoo kissed him and he kissed back.

After the kiss, Myungjun fell asleep. Yeah, it was a stupid thing to do but everything he did made him extremely fatigued. Running his hands through his hair, he wanted to kick a sleeping Eunwoo.

How could he sleep so peacefully after last night?

Last night, myungjun didn't have to say it but it was necessary. Last night was a mistake. He should not have agreed to dance or grind against his Bestfriend. He should have politely declined.

Myungjun just wanted to forget. He wanted to forget the feeling of jinwoo's hands over his body. He wanted to forget jinwoo's lips on his neck.

‘i am so stupid’ myungjun facepalms, the sudden realisation that this week, he had almost had sex with his brother's ex and his Bestfriend. This wasn't him, he needed to get 'whatever this was' together.

'Stupid hormones' myungjun hisses under his breathe. Yes. He was going to blame the hormones for it all- nothing else.

Looking around for his things, he grabs them and leaves the house not bothering to wake his friend up. Right now, he needed breakfast for his empty stomach and medicine for his strong headache.

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“Right?”

April's voice questions loudly as Myungjun takes a seat beside her but she wasn't alone, she had company. It was a boy myungjun was sure he had seen before but he couldn't remember his name. The stranger was in his class alright but his name, myungjun couldn't figure out.

“You're here already?” April beams. “I thought you weren't going to make it to class. Besides-” she pauses. “-this is Moon Bin”

a smile reaches myungjun's face. Even his name felt familiar. “Its nice to meet you, I am Kim Myungjun”

“I know who you are. We had a project together remember?”

Embarrassed, he simply nods. How could he have forgotten the boy's name? “True. I'm sorry I forgot your name”

“Its fine” Bin replies, a pending smile on his face. “Mistakes happen”

Mistakes Happen.

His mind spirals back to yesterday night, his heart beating loudly against his chest. He had not seen Eunwoo at all today, maybe it was still early but myungjun knew he was simply avoiding the younger.

Why? He didn't know what to say cause he couldn't ask why Eunwoo kissed him. He was afraid of hearing something he didn't want to hear.

Myungjun sighs, taking out his laptop as their lecturer enters. Bin was right and he hoped Eunwoo thought so too.

Mistakes Happen.

And yesterday was proof.

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“You didn't go to work today.. why?”

“Nothing”

“Myungjun..you rarely miss work. Are you sick? Is it something we can-”

“No Hyung, I'm fine. Please just leave”

The figure sighs. “You know..” he begins. “..the worry you have for Taehyung, I think karma is finally getting to you”

myungjun raises a brow. Karma? What the hell was his older brother talking about?

“what do you mean by karma 'finally getting to me'?”

Seokjin shakes his head, his body frame leaning against the boy's bedroom door. “the way Taehyung treats you..treats both of us..has it ever occurred to you that you might have also done the same thing?”

myungjun frowns. “What do you mean by I might have done the same thing? Taehyung doesn't talk to us. He's always secretive with his affairs. We don't know what he likes and what he hates. The only thing we know is what he shows us. Hyung, we don't know if he is in pain and finally, this marriage, we don't know if he wants it or not.... How exactly am I like Tae, Hyung?”

Seokjin snickers, irritated. “Have you forgotten highschool? Myungjun, I stood outside your door for years trying to figure out what made you cry. You would come back from school and not even talk to us. We didn't know what was happening to you.

Sometimes I was scared, praying and hoping you weren't going to end your life and you think I didn't notice the bruises on your body?”

myungjun stares, shocked at seokjin. He didn't believe it. He didn't want to...because all of these years, he had thought seokjin didn't care.

“then..” jin continues. “I found out from a friend that you were getting bullied for not looking as handsome as your brothers and it hurt me. For the first time in my life, I had wished I wasn't born.”

Tears were threatening to spill out of myungjun's eyes. How long had it been since he cried?

Seokjin shakes his head. “I wanted to do something but anytime I ask, myungjun you never tell me what's going on...so I thought you didn't like me so much, afterall, we were the reason why you got so bullied and I stayed away..”

now, tears were simply dropping from the younger's eyes, the younger boy being a crying mess. Seokjin, his older brother had lived with this burden for years. He was sorry. Myungjun felt sorry.

“h-hyung” he choked on his tears. “h-hyung i-i'm so sorry. I-” he hiccups. “I didn't want t-to bother you. I don't hate you. I have never hated you. Your face, I have never hated it. I'm sorry, I didn't want to bring you into my problems, I'm really sorry hyung”

Seokjin sighs. finally, he was able to tell myungjun everything. “Come here myungie”

myungjun gets up approaching his brother, as Seokjin pulls in him for a comforting hug.

“I'm sorry” the boy repeats with Seokjin running his hands through his hair.

Everything was going to be okay now.

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