"Yihai, your phone is perfectly fine." Jaesung observed, staring at Yihai playing Shadow Fight2 on his phone. The latter blushed, caught in his own lie.
"Wow, that's surprising..." He trailed off stupidly while Jaesung smiled. "Okay, you caught me... I lied.""Why?" Jaesung asked, tilting his head a bit as the bus halted at a stop. Yihai had insisted they go on public transport instead of Chauffeur Moon taking them."I wanted to spend time with my friend, anything wrong with that?" Yihai asked and not waiting for an answer, he stood and started heading towards the door. Jaesung stayed for a second before following suit, speaking quietly to himself."No, there's nothing wrong with wanting to hang out with a friend." Jaesung smiled, a mix of sadness and happiness. "Get yourself together, Kim Jaesung."The duo trekked the short distance to the mall, in search of tissue papers. Jaesung filled in Yihai on his new plans for the squirrel hideoutAround 5 in the evening, Yihai and Jaesung left for Ren's party. It was in another district of Seoul and a bit far, both from Yihai's house and School. No wonder he sees Ren come extremely late to school everyday, walking without a care through the empty halls while lessons are on.In about 35 minutes when Yihai was beginning to think Ren's house wasn't even located in Seoul anymore—maybe they were actually driving to Japan—the bus stopped then he and Jaesung got down at a bus stop that was close to a train station."Don't tell me we're going to get on a train," Yihai said, suddenly feeling exhausted.Jaesung laughed, slightly pushing him as he did so. "No, but we're going to walk... it's a bit far, so I'll call Ren to come pick us up."Jaesung was about to bring out his phone but Yihai held his hand firmly. "How far if we walk?"Jaesung blinked and stuttered, "About 25 minutes."Yihai shrugged, "Not too far, let's walk.""It's getting...d-dark.." Jaesung slightly gulped. "It's a fores
There was an open field just a little distance away from Ren's house and only a few drunk kids were spotted before finally they all went away. Jaesung led Yihai down into the field while chattering to him about random things. Yihai listened."This place is somewhere Ren's uncle built with me, Ren, Jay and Yejun a few years back." Jaesung explained as trees started appearing and then eventually getting thicker. He whipped out his phone and out on the torchlight. Everywhere was eerily quiet with the low sound of music from Ren's house floating around.Soon they got to a tiny clearing and mounted on a huge tree was a huge, sturdy looking treehouse. Yihai gaped at it because he'd never seen a tree house before talk more of being in it."It's majestic, right?" Jaesung beamed with pride as he looked at Yihai then back at the treehouse. "Maybe this is what gave me the idea that I could build when actually, Ren's uncle had a big hand in it, we were just 14 year old helpers."Jaesung's laugh di
Yihai smashed the lamp against the wall then immediately thought "shit, I loved the designs on that lamp". The thought didn't linger for long as the cause of his action crawled it's way into his mind again. He looked up at his father with blood shot eyes. The older man was sitting calmly, not perturbed despite his teenage son's violent outburst. "I'm not your property," he hissed at the older man, fists clenched tightly on his thighs. "You can't keep expecting me to do whatever you want." With that he stood and barged out the living room, making his way downstairs to the exit and ignoring the stern calls of his father. He left the house with a very loud bang to the door, undoubtedly cracking something. Two weeks later, Yihai was looking out the rain stained window of the black Range Rover, refusing to acknowledge the presence of his father beside him. That night two weeks ago, he'd hidden away in Jian's house tho it wouldn't exactly classify as "hiding away" because everyone knew ho
The house still retained memories so strong it hurt Yihai. He sighed when they pulled into the mansion and his eyes ran over the little flower garden where his mum usually sat under a bare cherry tree and read one of her novels. It was even more beautiful during spring when the pink leaves of the tree fell gently about her and she sat there, so serene, looking like she was pulled out of a bright fairytale. The movement of the car stopped and Yihai barged out, not wanting to spend any more second with his father, straight into the huge doors of the house which wasn't locked. He guessed somebody cared for it in their absence. Expecting them back. When Yihai left with his father for Hong Kong seven years ago, he hadn't expected to be back to Seoul. Hadn't expected to be back in this house that smelled like the rose oil his mum personally rubbed into all the wooden furniture, giving it that warm cozy smell and feel. He knew that he had disliked the idea of moving to a new country, leav
The next few days, Yihai didn't leave his room. Not that his father cared. Even the maids cared more as they checked in regularly to ask if he needed something to eat, or if he wanted anything at all. He did need something because he spent those days rearranging and redecorating his room so it'll be a far cry from the old designs. His bed was pushed to the window, the couch removed, he changed the sheets and blanket to a dark red, he got a new desk, high enough to be comfortable for his extremely long legs and he even ordered a huge standing mirror just for the fun of staring at his ridiculously good looking face and long body. The stickers were peeled off the walk in closet door, taking strips of wood with it . Yihai made a mental note to change the whole door entirely one day. The day he finally left his room, he was on a journey to the kitchen downstairs to grab a bite. He passed by the living room then saw a guy with dyed orange around his age with a woman dressed simply in a p
Yihai couldn't believe himself thinking this but he missed school. At least there he could meet more people his age and try and see if he could find a friend. Tho he didn't think he would find anyone like Jian. He missed his best friend. Jian was really the best he could ever ask for, and Yihai wasn't even sure he deserved a friend like him. He'd met him when they just moved to Hong Kong and he was enrolled in a new school. Yihai was an angry little child then (still is) that was always invited to the teacher's desk after every class to settle whatever trouble he'd caused. He didn't know how it happened, but his memory of being close to Jian started when he pushed Jian out of his way because he was being to slow to pack his books into his power rangers themed bag and Yihai was extremely hungry and needed to go eat. The other male had fallen and scraped his knee on the edge of a chair. He didn't cry but he looked pained, apologizing to Yihai for blocking his way. An apology that mad
Two weeks inside the house was the boiling point for Yihai to finally feel suffocated and want to desperately meet the outside world once more. He headed out in simple black slacks and red, white checkered shirt with simple flip flops. The cool autumn weather was tolerable enough, and nice enough for a walk. When Yihai headed out the house and started making the long journey to the gate with no one stopping him, he wondered where in the world he was going because the mansion was situated miles away from civilization. He may probably even get kidnapped by cannibals and no one would ever know. He shook the thought out his head when, ten minutes later he got to the gate and the gateman paid not much attention but a short glance as he pressed a button and the single gate for people to pass slides open. Yihai walked out. He stretched immediately he was outside the house, smiling at the golden colors of the miles and miles of trees around him. He shut his eyes and appreciated the light b
"Okay Jaesung, who are you?" Yihai asked. Jaesung frowned, but still answered anyway. "I just said I'm Kim Jaesung." Yihai raised his face to the sky and released a breath then looked back at him. "I mean your identity, who-" Suddenly Jaesung's eyes went wide and he pointed behind Yihai, shouting. "Look! A Phoenix." Yihai did look back but then frowned as he turned back, realizing something and feeling utterly stupid. "Phoenix's don't-" He was met with Jaesung offering him a huge ass red apple with a really cute laugh that his ears liked the sound of. "You fell for it. Here, let me be a good host. Welcome." Yihai was wary but he collected the apple, rolling it around in his palms. "You didn't answer my question." Jaesung grinned as he went deeper into the woods. "I'm Kim Jaesung the first, son of queen mother Jeongyeon." Yihai wanted to bite something at how frustrating Jaesung was as he followed him, his steps tentative and slow while Jaesung kept greeting every bird he saw wi