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“Do you like me?”
Sunghoon, sprawled out on the soft sheets stomach-first, swept the stray hairs away from Sunoo’s forehead. He loved the way how Sunoo managed to look so good without even putting in any effort – Sunoo was one of those pretty people, god’s favourites, effortlessly chic; even the moles on his face looked so perfect. Sunghoon was snapped out of his reverie when Sunoo chuckled at the ridiculous question.
“Of course,” Sunghoon’s eyes widened, a spark of hope- “not.”
Sunghoon sighed, rolling over to rest his head on his back while Sunoo, oblivious to Sunghoon’s reaction, continued to play some game on his phone.
“Well, too bad.” Sunghoon swallowed down the bitter taste in his tongue. He badly wanted to say the words “I love you, though.“
They sat, waiting, on the tip of his tongue, but he knew that he could never muster up the courage to actually say it. So he let it dissolve, the four words reverberating around in his head, millions of thoughts swimming through his dazed mind.
I love you so much, it hurts.
It hurts and it burns. It stings when you say no, when you look at Jake with those lovesick puppy eyes of yours from across the hallway as he walks down the stairs.
Sunoo thinks Sunghoon doesn’t notice, but he does. and every single time, all he can do is pray and wish that one day, just one day, those eyes would be looking at Sunghoon instead of Jake. Boiling tears threaten to make a fiery path down Sunghoon’s face because, good lord, Sunoo was so foolishly in love and it made Sunghoon sick to his very core.
“How would I even fall in love with you in the first place?” Sunoo snorts, not noticing the way Sunghoon’s fist clenches around the fabric hem of his shirt. Sunghoon lets out a monotonous hum and nudges Sunoo’s arm.
“I see your very valid point.” Sunghoon lowers his voice while making a derpy face, to which Sunoo takes a glance at and breaks into an uncontrollable fit of giggles, his two dimples making their appearance.
Did he forget to say that he absolutely adores the dimples that Sunoo tries his best to conceal?
Sunghoon felt the corners of his lips crook up in a lopsided smile. At least, he could still make Sunoo do that.
“Do you think Jake will like the card I put in his locker?” Sunoo asks, voice full of hope, shutting off his phone to stretch his body. Sunghoon’s smile immediately dropped. he tried to mold his foreboding expression into a serious one, pursing his lips and picking at the hangnail on his pinky finger.
“Yah, of course he’s gonna to like it. Fucking hell, he might even faint from happiness or something. After all, it was me who gave you the genius idea, right?” Sunoo nods, shyly glancing at his pale hands, “Right.”
If only Jake could see you right now, he thought, while failing to suppress the soft smile that had already spread across his lips. Sunghoon ruffled Sunoo’s hair affectionately, earning a push down the bed in return from how much Sunghoon had teased him today.
Yes, as long as he got these small, quiet moments to himself with him, he wouldn’t mind the burn that came along falling head over heels in love with Sunoo. After all, who would say no to the warmth that comes with a sun?
He just did the one thing he was forbidden to do, and touched the surface of it.