Looking back on it, Junseo should have seen it coming. His brother’s disappearance. Joon was always... elusive. Always drawn away from the rest of the family and the world in general. In high school he only seemed to have his boyfriend Kyongsoo and no one else but back then, Junseo was too busy to worry about. His little brother was dear to him, of course, but he had other things on his plate back then. College, his disability... Teenage years weren’t easy on him either. But perhaps the world was even harsher on his little brother who was so small that people refused to believe he could be related to someone like Junseo.Â
It was Junseo who realized that Joonmyun had gone missing, their parents too busy with work to notice. But how many days had passed by then? It was shortly after Joon had graduated from high school. Junseo hadn’t seen him for days and went to check his room and there was nothing there. Nothing. Joon had cleared his closet, taken his suitcase, and left.Â
No note, no farewell. But the silence and the empty space spoke louder than his brother ever had.
Years passed. They all moved on, somehow. Junseo could never quite forget his missing brother but he had to keep living his life, his parents told him so as well as his counselor. It wasn’t his fault.
Perhaps it wasn’t, but he could have maybe held the boy back. But Junseo had never been able to dwell on one thing for long, and soon Joonmyun became only a passing thought. When he’d eat his favourite foods, pass by the door of his room in their childhood home, look back at old pictures. His little brother... And he’d wonder where he might be, what he might be doing. He never thought that Joon might be dead but somehow that was more unsettling. Wherever he was, he didn’t want to be found. He had thrown them all away.
Of course it left a mark.
But it was even more life changing to have Joon come back after a better part of ten years had gone by. His brother, suddenly in his office at work, because it was the only way he could find him.Â
Joon was barely recognizable. He seemed... smaller. He was skinny and pale in a way that was translucent, as though he could vanish again at any given moment. He was like a scared animal, fidgeting, obviously afraid, even as Junseo embraced him.
He never wanted to let go. His small brother who nearly disappeared inside his arms now. Whatever he had been up to had not treated him well, that much was clear.Â
Joon refused to tell him the full story but he did relay him the fact that he was... invisible. His brother had somehow become, well, magical- a creature of the dark side with an addiction problem and clearly enough issues to last him a life time. He also told Junseo he didn’t wish to see their parents and insisted he wouldn’t tell them. That he’d do it at his own pace.
At this point Junseo couldn’t possibly refuse him anything.
For as long as Joonmyeon wouldn’t run from him again.












