"... Nothing. Don't do anything for me." A lowly locked voice whispered on top of my lips.
"Don't even say it was hwadae. Don't think I'm using you."
Little by little, his arm holding me began to lose strength. I need to get away."
Such thoughts came to my mind, but I couldn't move my body because of those pairs of
black eyes. I was caught by those somehow full of sadness black gaze. "Or I will force myself on you for real if you did that." That was Yoon Heegyeom's dire sincerity. It has to be a j but he didn't even laugh.
He was staring at me with eyes that seen really about to do such a thing. He was desperate to make such remarks for me to believe his confession.
"Crazy... Fucking crazy.... Bastard.....".
I couldn't think straight, so those were the only words I working. My heart ached. My heart was pounding so hard that it pains me. Those black gaze
could utter. My head stopped
on me, it felt like I was devoured by that black thing.
Was I scared of it? I did not know. It just s like I'm going to fall apart.
"So let's make love as we usually do."
I felt like I was going to break down. Although I pushed his shoulder, a part of my mind kept giving orders for me to hold on to him.
"Don't worry about anything because I don't know either..."
The end of his dying voice trembled. Yoon Heegyeom says that he did not know what to do
too. Both of us were stuck in our boundaries.
"Just please stay by my side."
The warm body hugged me. I couldn't push it away. I desperately held him over his clothes.
My fingernails were digging into his clothes and shoulders.
Yoon Heegyeom's face was right in front of me. I thought that he would not smile, that he Next
would not laugh happily being with me. That's why I had no choice but to give up.
Yet those expressions, which I wanted so badly, were directed to me.
His smiling face suddenly passing through like an afterimage in my faintly blurry mind.
It was not an illusion. Now I remember... The little smile he made, when I said I would keep in touch with him, the smile while having a small talk were definitely there in the time he and I spent together.
Yoon Heegyeom laughed as he took oranges from my hand while I was embarrassed because I couldn't eat sour fruits. He also smile sweetly while kissing me in the bed repeatedly.
Those smiles... Are you telling me that it already mine, to begin with?
So it wasn't a lie? It was real...?
"Jung Jaehan".
He called me by my name with painful eyes. It already mine, to begin with?
So it wasn't a lie? It was real...?
"Jung Jaehan".
He called me by my name with painful eyes. It wasn't just me. He also was hurting all along. All those words he whispered were like his plea to me, saying to believe him, don't doubt his
love, and don't push him away.
"I love you".
His eyes curled gently, and the lips drew a soft line. I couldn't help but hug Yoon Heegyeom
tightly.
Right... Nothing else matters if we love each other.
