It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 33: What would you have me tell the people, the reason behind your actions?

Chapter 33: What would you have me tell the people, the reason behind your actions?

I honestly didn’t expect to hear that from him. They would be my strength? What did that mean? Was he perhaps talking about the issue with Sungho? Wait, was he prepared to fight once more?

I had no time to even dwell on that thought since we already arrived at the stars’ room where Sungho was being held. Not like a hostage or anything, he was just kept there for safety measures, and until they discovered why he did what he did, they wouldn’t let him go or even call the cops.

There were a few familiar faces in the room. There was Doha and a few others from my crew while the others were...

Wait, I realized they were looking at me in some strange way and my head started to spin. It was a bit similar to how my schoolmates looked at me when I walked down the halls, whispering and judging.

But compared to then, this atmosphere was a lot lighter.

’Breath, Dongwoo, breathe. No one knows you’re gay yet. Just breathe.’

My abnormal breathing made the twins misunderstand and they assumed that the sight of Sungho made me feel uneasy but once again, they assumed wrong.

If only they knew what I passed through after they left. Wait, they would never know and I intend to keep it that way.

"Mr... Sungho?" I called and he stiffened a bit but did not turn to face me. Why was that? I couldn’t tell but there were too many people in the room so I couldn’t say what I wanted to say freely.

I turned to Taiha and said in a little nervous stance, not like I was in a position to make demands from someone like him just because I was a victim, so...

But before I could even ask him anything, he already got the situation and said,

"You probably don’t need this crowd." He said and I felt my heart free up. Yes, he was a god sent at this point.

I slowly nodded my head and he called out, "Alright, everyone, the show’s over. Though such a thing happened, we shouldn’t slack on our schedule. Start getting set up and those who were supposed to be in charge of makeup, wait outside for a moment till you’re called."

It was a clear ploy to get everyone out and they whispered amongst themselves as they vacated the spacious star room,

"What is director Taiha doing? Can’t he think of a better excuse?"

"I mean, follow the schedule? Hello, does he plan to do the shoot with Sungho’s face bashed in like that?"

"Haha, guess direction Taiha is still as awful with his lies as he is with his dance steps.’

Luckily, the words that came out of their mouths were lighthearted jest and not something that could cause an unnecessary rumor. They were quite understanding for a group of people who were awfully curious as to how this would play out.

I was grateful for it.

"There." Taiha said, rubbing the back of his neck in a little awkward stance. He was probably feeling like that because he got called out for being awful at dancing.

Haha, guess he was always the sentimental type.

Well, down to business.

I turned to Taiha. I could see from the mirror in front of him, how badly his face was bashed in. It had been treated, obviously but it still looked damaged.

Jeez, it was terrible. Seojin seemed to be very heavy with these punches. Did he lift weights or what? No wonder they wanted to hold him responsible for ruining a star’s face. It was too harsh.

"Um," where do I even start? Was I to ask him why he went that far? Of course not. I knew it was all done in an act of desperation. Then, should I start by asking him to apologize? No, that would come across as cocky, right?

Then, instead of that, I wanted to ask him,

’What would you have me tell the people, the reason behind your actions?’

He, too, should know, that this situation wasn’t light. A simple, ’I just wanted to scare him a bit since he’s a newbie photographer’ wouldn’t cut it. People weren’t that stupid.

I was still thinking of how to start our conversation and the people behind me gave me the time to think. They didn’t rush me and were patient with me and that was what gave me the strength to stand in front of him without shaking or worrying that I would do something wrong.

Yes, let’s just get this over with.

But just as I made up my mind to ask him something simple, he beat me to it and said,

"I tried to commit suicide last night." He said, and Taiha’s eyes widened.

"You what?"

"Wait, what are you doing?" I asked, utterly shocked. Wasn’t this the secret he so wanted me to keep that made him go so far? Why was he spilling it so easily now?

"I was going to jump off the roof because Yeonie broke up with me." He kept talking with no particular expression on his face. He looked lifeless, in fact.

"Wait, Sungho, is this true? How did this...?"

"But this person saved me." Sungho continued, interrupting Taiha.

Taiha, as well as the twins, looked at me as if trying to confirm what Sungho had said and I held my arm nervously, nodding silently.

I felt guilty for some reason but why? I didn’t do anything wrong. I...

"And after he did that, I came to him. Instead of thanking him for allowing me to live another day, like a lunatic, blinded by the future of my career, I threatened him. I wanted to take his naked pictures so I would have something on him and that way, he would never say a word about what he saw last night." Sungho explained and I could hear cracking fists.

I looked down at the hands of the twins to find them clenching their fists so hard that I could hear their bones. They were upset, I get it but they shouldn’t hurt themselves because of it.

"I was scared, hurt, and desperate and acted like a lunatic. That action... Anyone would be terrified. And I was doing it to the very person who saved my life. It was so awful of me. I’m sorry."

I saw his reflection, though expressionless, he had the feeling of remorse in his barely opened eyes. At least he was sincere, right?

Thank heavens, I was just thinking of how to tackle this issue but he already helped out so much by telling the truth.

"You’re sorry?" Seojun asked and I looked at him.

He looked like he was smiling but there was rage. Pure rage. What was he doing?

"Do you know...?" He approached Sungho in a flash and grabbed him by the collar, attempting to throw another punch. "Do you know how much years worth of pain you reminded Hyung with that action of yours? And all because you didn’t want your little secret to get let out. To hell with that, I’m going to make you feel pain ten times more of what Hyung felt."

He squeezed his fist and was just about to throw the punch when I hooked my arm over his elbow.

Ah, how did I get here?

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