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"Bruh, your phone keeps ringing... Just answer it," Louis complained.
Ryul, for the twenty-fourth time today he turned down the call and finally decided to put his phone on silent.
He didn't want to deal with it obviously, he's tired.
His attention went back to his computer to work on an assignment.
Louis, his younger cousin still in his room getting all crumbs of his chips on the carpet, he didn't bother telling him to not eat on the floor because that kid would do it on his bed instead, so he'd rather stay silent since that kid is aware that he needs to look out for his own mess or else he's gonna be dealt with.
As Ryul finished his assignment, his phone lit up again.
Woojin calling...
"Why don't you just answer it?"
A deafening silence filled the room.
Ryul couldn't. Or maybe he just didn't want to, because he knows how pathetic it would make him look.
He just don't want to be in an uncertain place anymore, he didn't know where he stood in his life, if what they had is even something or just nothing.
He felt unimportant and just a prop to him.
In that deep thought silence Louis started playing a song on TV.
You used to call me on my cellphone
Late night when you need my love
Call me on my cellphone...
Louis started singing along that made Ryul frowned and stand up on his chair and quickly burying his face on his sofa pillows.
"Late night when you need my love!" the younger one started howling making Ryul more annoyed than he already is.
"Shut up, Lou!", Ryul screamed while his face still buried on his pillows.
The song just made him remember what happened between them or as a matter of fact what HE himself let shit happen to him.
He's blaming himself, because why is he as a man let another man treat him like that?
He did everything and yet everything still blurred between them.
Hotline Bling by Drake is still playing. Louis spotted something interesting while checking his mutuals instagram story.
"Yoww, hyung, since when you stopped talking to Woojin hyung? He seems different tonight, look,"
Ryul didn't move a bit, he didn't answer the question once again, he's not quite interested on what that man is up to now.
It’s actually been 2 months since he decided to ignore his calls.
He's on his own now. I'm on my own now too, Ryul thought.
"Damn, he's wilding... Woojin hyung really is surrounded now with party people," Louis paused a bit then continued, "Oh my gosh, Ryul hyung do you know this man? He's trying to unbuttoned Woo—", before Louis finished his sentence, Ryul snatched the phone from his hands in a flash.
Louis laughed so hard because he's just trolling. He didn't even see shit.
"Hyung, you're so obvious! You're still head over heels, a total embarrassment! You're helpless", he sounded so disappointed that the older one started to feel helpless too.
Ryul started wandering around his room and suddenly everything— the desk, his computer, the chair, the ceiling, the window—was much more interesting than his phone that lit up once again.
Girl you got me down, you got me stressed out
Cause ever since I left the city, you
Started wearing less and goin' out more…
Louis, as naughty as this kid, got a sudden idea that will surely make his hyung panic.
He looked at Ryul and as they made an eye contact, the older one already read what's on his mind.
"Don't you dare—"
Ryul tried to outrun the younger towards his study table but the kid who is all legs already got it and put the phone on speaker.
"Hello, is this Ryul?"
Both of them froze as an unfamiliar deep baritone voice of a man welcomed them instead of Woojin's sweet voice.
As soon as the older heard an unknown man speaking through Woojin's phone he yank his own cousin just to get his phone back and turned off the speaker.
"Hello, who's this?" His irritation was obvious.
Who the fuck is this? Why does he have Woojin's phone? Where was Woojin?
Too much question flooded his mind all at once. When it comes to Woojin, he really couldn't think straight.
"Uhm...are you Ryul?"
"Yes," he hissed, "Why do you have Woojin's phone? and answer me, who are you?"
"Sorry—I'm Junhyuk, just a stranger in the club where Woojin is right now, he's kind of causing a scene and telling everyone to call Ryul, he kept on saying to bring Ryul to him like a fucking mad man, I'll send you the address, because he really is spoiling the fun right now, he's pretty but—"
"Just send me the address," and just like that Ryul ended the call. He doesn't need to hear another man calling Woojin pretty.
Everyone already knew that.