บท 23: It's cold

The rooftop was relatively dark so I could not even see the face of the person I had saved. Well, the most important thing I had to actually be concerned about was the fact that I had stepped in out of nowhere.

What would he say? How would he react? He definitely wouldn't thank me. And... Wasn't it time for him to get off already? His weight was pressing down on me.

"Hey, no one should give their lives up because of pain." I said but there was no response. "You can live beyond the pain."

There was still no response and he wasn't moving either.

Wait, did he decide to give up and punish me for interfering by simply staying on top of me to crush my bones and organs, since he couldn't go through with his suicide plan?

Well, it wasn't my fault. Next time, he could die somewhere no one could see him. Wait, that's not a good idea either.

No one should die from a broken heart or depression. We all need to live to see the end of it.

Argh. What am I honestly thinking in a situation like this? I needed to get him off if I didn't want to be crushed.

"Um, could you...?"

"Hyung?" I heard one of the twin's voices and my eyes widened. What were they doing here? And if... If they saw me in this situation, they would definitely misunderstand.

"Hey, get up already. You're going to get me in trouble if you don't get up."

Sungho raised his head and looked me in the eye. I couldn't see his face clearly since it was so dark outside but my handsome-seaking eyes could never be hindered by the darkness.

I knew a good-looking guy if I saw one. The lining of his jaw, his eyebrows, eyelashes... They were all proportioned perfectly.

This guy... He was so handsome.

At least, that was what my brain could process from what I saw in the darkness. And his eyes... Well, that's to be expected. There was pain and anger.

He was definitely angry that I interfered.

Wait, why am I thinking of this now? I had to...

"Hyung?" I heard the voice right next to us and looked over to see Seojun standing with no particular expression on his face.

And even if he did have a readable expression, I don't think I would've been able to read it since the place was dark.

"What are you doing, Hyung?" He asked, his voice a little bit cold.

"Well, it-its not what it looks like." I said and cussed myself inside. It's not what it looks like? That will just make him see the wrong picture here.

Seojun was silent and I secretly tried to signal Sungho to get off. I didn't want this kid to think I was practicing indecency outside and with a man, no less.

"It's not what it looks like?" He asked with a little solemn tone. "Then, Hyung, do you know this man?"

"Well, no. I don't. I..."

Before I knew what was going on, Sungho had flown off me like a missile.

'What just...'

Seojun reached out for my hand and pulled me up with a single movement. It surprised me. How was he so strong?

"Let's get out of here, Hyung." He said and practically carried me out of there like I was a bride. What was this sudden development?

"Wait, what are you...?" I looked back. Was Sungho okay? How did he get off so quickly?

Wait, did Seojun kick him off? No, that was impossible. My baby wasn't one to turn to violence.

But... Was it okay to leave him like that? What if he tried to jump off again?

I closed my eyes tight, not wanting to think of the possibility. I already helped him and said my piece. If he still wanted to go ahead with his suicide plans then it was on him.

"I'll call the cops right away." Seojun said and I nodded.

"Yes, call the..." My eyes shot open. "Why?"

I wanted to agree to calling the cops just so we could avoid him jumping off but Seojun didn't know he was trying to jump off so why did he suggest calling the cops?

"That guy is definitely suspicious. He was trying to molest you, wasn't it, Hyung?" He asked and gritted his teeth. "How dare he try to take advantage of you just because you look like this?"

'Take advantage? When did he...? Wait, what was that about my looks? Do I look weird?' I shook my head.

Things could get serious if I didn't clear the air up.

"Seojun, like I said, this isn't what it looks like. Let's not call the cops." I said but he wouldn't listen.

"Just as I thought. You're too kind, Hyung." He said, bowing his head. "There's no way I'll let that criminal go Scott free. He has to rot for his actions."

Okay, things were going too far.

I suddenly grabbed Seojun's cheeks and made him look straight into my eyes. He had his own ideas whirling through his head so maybe this would allow him to focus on my own words.

"I said it wasn't like that." I said and he kept his eyes fixed on me, surprised but calm. "I was the one who pulled him and it seemed he was drunk too so he lost his balance and fell on me."

A little low wouldn't hurt anyone. I can't go around telling people I saved him from committing suicide.

"But, he might've done it on purpose." Seojun said, his eyes sparkling and I interpreted it as him being scared for my sake.

Well, there were a lot of hobos in this life, I can't blame my innocent boy for thinking that way.

"Trust me. It was nothing like that. That guy, he fell on me by accident and he was just finding it hard to get up because his eyes were spinning."

They were indeed spinning from pain and anger so I wasn't entirely wrong, huhu.

Seojun fell at ease with the touch of my palms and closed his eyes.

"Well, if you say so. I'll listen to you this one time." He said and I smiled. That's a good boy.

But wait, I should probably take my hands off his face. He seemed to be enjoying it though.

"It's cold." He suddenly said and then opened his eyes, his eyelashes rising in serenity as he added, "But your hands feel warm, Hyung. I like it."

My heart leaped at the sight of this. This... This was a crime, right? He was attacking my heart with that gorgeous face of his and he didn't even know it.

"Ah, that's..."

"What are you two doing?" Seojin asked from behind and thanks to my heart that was already leaping from Seojun's face, I almost got a heart attack and took my hands off right away, looking awkward.

"It's nothing." I said.

"Then, why are you in Matteo's arms? Did you sprain your ankle by chance?" He asked, getting closer with a little hint of worry in his eyes and I shook my head.

"Not at all. Seojun just wanted to carry me, I guess." I said, "Since it's cold."

"Hm, I'm cold too, Hyung." Seojin suddenly said and took my hands. "Won't you warm me up as well?" He asked, placing my hands on his cheeks and staring with sparkling eyes.

The sight... I could feel my brain melting and I just knew I was going to have a nosebleed.

This is bad. This is very bad. My heart couldn't take it anymore.