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“Do you hate me, hyungie?”
Hate? How the fuck would that word exist in the same sentence as Kim Sunoo? Heeseung couldn’t believe his ears, and scoffs at the situation because after all, this idea embedded in their resident sunshine’s mind wouldn’t be like this if he didn’t do anything to let it linger, when in fact, hate, has never been and will never be a part of Heeseung’s vocabulary, especially if it involves Sunoo.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” I love you, so much, it hurts.
He could, he totally could, he doesn’t, this time. Instead, he gently holds Sunoo’s soft frail wrist in his calloused hands to bring the younger into his bedroom where no one could hear them, or the rapid beating of his heart, or the endless thoughts running in his mind, or the sound of the glass breaking as he finally gives up at the act, yeah, no one should ever witness this vulnerability aside from it’s sole subject.
The bedroom of his door closes and he’s brought back on the 18th of September, year 2020.
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31 Oct 2022