NEIGHBOR [chapter 1]

Author : anyakeshx

Rating : T

Genre : romance

Cast : 

• Kang Minhyuk
• You ( Readers )

HEART BREAK

"Happy anniversary, Ying Zhong!", you greeted the guy in front of you.

You gave him a wide smile as you handed him a small box. It was your second year anniversary and you have planned to eat lunch outside.

Somehow, the atmosphere seemed awkward. You decided to ignore it as he reached out for your present meekly. He wasn't looking at you, instead he looked down at the box he was holding. You sat on the chair opposite his.

"Open it," you ushered to him. "I saved up."

He cut you off with a very heavy sigh, "_____________, this isn't working."

He was still looking down and was fidgeting. He placed your present on the table. You weren't fully sure of what was going on as you looked and waited for him to elaborate on what he just said. He was silent though and you felt as if that was the only answer you'd get.

You giggled nervously, "What do you mean? Don't you like this setting? We could always move to another restaurant," you offered, trying to kill the tension. You knew deep inside that something else was up, you just couldn't pinpoint where.

He shook his head impatiently and stood up, he was now looking down at where you were sitting, "I mean this whole relationship thing."

His voice was too loud now that a couple of customers were now eying you in curiousity.

"W-what are you saying?", you asked softly, voice cracking, hands shaking. You sure hoped this was a joke.

"I'm sick of this relationship okay? I'm sick of you, most especially," he started, his loud voice ringing in your ears. You looked down in shock, unable to find the right words to say.

He took advantage of your silence and continued, "You're always so clingy! I also hate the fact that I can't be very intimate with you because of your stupid values! You wouldn't even let me do it with you - "

Your head snapped up as soon as you heard that last sentence. You felt a hot surge of anger flow into your system, "What do you mean by that?", you asked him coldly, tears brimming in your eyes.

He guffawed mockingly, raising his hands in surrender and putting them airily, "You are such a grandma! Look at the way you dress! I hate it when you don't get my needs - as a man! I want to do it. Everyone is doing it. Why can't we?"

SLAP! You were on your feet now, fuming with relentless rage.

Everyones attention was now on both of you, but you paid no mind.

He turned his head back at you and gave you a disgruntled look, "Why you little..."

"YOU ASSHOLE. For two years I endured you and your bullshit. I helped you get through everything and this is what you say to me?", you growled at him, traitor tears escaping. You didn't bother wiping them off.

"Ha! All those things you did for me can't top the feeling of satisfaction when I slept with Tai Hee - ", he stopped in mid sentence, knowing that he had said too much.

You felt your heart drop and felt coldness inside, "You... You slept with Tai Hee? M-my bestfriend?", you were basically sobbing now.

He looked at you with pure mirth and disgust.

"So what if I did? Its over between the two of us now - though I just wanted you to know - ", with that, he grabbed the small box on the table, put it inside his pocket hastily and bolted right out the restaurant door, leaving you standing in the middle of it all. It hurt and nothing can top the pain you were feeling at the moment.

"Bastard even took my present," you hissed, letting the tears escape.

NEW NEiGHBOR

You weren't so sure how you got home with the state you're in. All you can remember was the incident awhile ago. Apparently, you walked home, not really knowing where to go or what to do. Completely oblivious.

You dragged your lifeless body inside and found your mother screaming at your face.

"Ya! I've been calling you since awhile ago!"

You ignored her and took a seat in the nearest chair, having to feel exhaustion beyond any other form of exhaustion. The tears wouldn't stop falling so you kept your head down, afraid your mother might see them.

The last thing you want is to have your mom on your throat.

It didn't work though.

"Ya, are you crying?", your mother asked softly, not entirely sure.

You wiped your face with the back of your hand, attempting to erase all trace of evidence. Your mother became silent, sat beside you and placed her arms around you. You let out a sob.

"There, there. Was it him?", she asked briskly, her voice still comforting.

You shook your head unconvincingly. Your mother knew better.

"I told you he was a good for nothing brat," she started. "The many times I warned you."

She hugged you tight and tried to shush you by patting your back reassuringly, "Now stop crying and calm down."

With that, she pulled away from you and whisked your hair softly to the side, hiding them behind your ears. She smiled as she cupped your face gently.

"There are far better men for you, you stupid girl. He wasn't even good looking," she added in remorse.

You let out a soft giggle, managing to feel a little bit better after letting out a few wails. You wiped your tears with your shirt and blew your nose on it. Your mother wrinkled her nose, feeling disgusted.

She stood up and was back to her strict self, turning to you, "Now head up, change your clothes and I'll prepare dinner for you."

You smiled at her and got to your feet. You walked towards the stairs and moved up accordingly, feet feeling light.

You reached your bedroom, feeling light headed.

You removed your coat slowly, then your shoes, not minding the windows and curtains open.

As far as you're concerned, the house next to yours was deserted. Not  a trace of humanity. Its been like that for awhile now.

You began to raise your shirt up. You struggled for a second and finally ridding yourself of the top you were wearing, you sighed, turned around and faced the open window.

You wish you hadn't though. As soon as you faced the open space, a tall gangly man greeted you as he propped open his window. It didn't look like he was prying. Its just that the timing was off.

Rather taken aback, the guys eyes were as round as coins and not knowing what was happening, he muttered, "Urm..hi, neighbor."

He looked confused. Along with his confusion though, you screamed as it dawned on you what was happening. He followed suit. 

THE DRUMMER

"Why didn't you close your windows when you were changing, you idiot?!", your mother was yelling at you. "You are supposed to do that! At least thats what girls are supposed to do!"

You bit your lip, feeling flustered, "I never knew someone occupied that house!"

Your mother shook her head in disapproval. Then she turned to the guy sitting on the living room couch.

"I'm sorry dear. You had to come all the way here to explain things," your mom excused as she gave you a sharp look.

You looked down in embarrassment. This wasn't your day.

The boy just giggled softly, "Its okay. No worries."

You shot a piercing glance at him, "What do you mean its no worries?! You weren't the one exposed!"

He looked at you softly, "I wasn't the one who stripped down. No one asked you to."

"Why you - ", you started to advance on him, fist clenched.

"Hey! Stop it. Where are your manners- and he's right!", your mother retorted. "You should have closed your windows in the first place!"

Again, you looked down in defeat. No matter how it looked like, you were the underdog and it was your fault.

"I'm sorry if I screamed too," you heard him say. "I sort of got taken aback when she started throwing things out the window - even her shirt."

The last three words were too much. You just wanted to disappear. What is it with this guy. It seemed like seeing you almost naked didn't have the impact guys usually have. He's probably gay.

Your mother just laughed, "Its okay, sweety. Whats your name by the way?"

You gave your mother a look of disproval. What is she asking his name for?

“Ah. Kang Minhyuk.”

"Did you just move in?", your mother continued.

He nodded, a smile playing on his face. He was pretty cute, you thought.

Your mother sat beside you, fazed with the boy. She was absolutely smitten for him.

'Ugh. Mom,' you thought.

"Are you living with your parents then?"

You noticed his smile slowly fade, but it was still in place, "I live alone."

You and your mother looked at each other. He looked liked he was in his early 20's.

"So you work?"

Gosh, your mother could not stop interrogating this guy.

"I'm a drummer for a band."

You stared at him, sort of profoundly. You always liked musicians. Ying Zhong was a singer himself and - you stopped. You cannot afford to be thinking about him anymore.

"Okay, Mr. Drummer," you got to your feet now. "Time to go."

Turning to you, your mother mouthed, "Wait, I wasn't done asking him - "

"Mom, its late. We're being rude to him."

With that, Minhyuk stood up.

You opened the door and wooshed your left hand, as if ushering him to go out. He gave you a smirk.

As soon as he was out, he turned back at you, gave you a wink and slowly said, "I like your bra's color."

You slammed the door.

-TBC-

p.s.: for the author of this ff. annyeong, this' admin mpeb who has posted your ff. just wanna say sorry for cutting your ff into 5 chapter. it's too~ long if i post it all the chapter in one page. once again, jeongmal mianhae. but of course i'll post it all, but not in 15 chapter :p And sorry for not telling you before :)