Is it my fault that I love you too much? “Junsu…”
“You’ll hate me.” The words come out so easily.
I knew our friendship would change. It was something that no one had to doubt. It was bound to happen. When I came behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist, no different from before… he would no longer keep on going as if it never happened, or turn around and give me a hug… he would stiffen. If he kept on going as if I hadn’t hugged him it wouldn’t have been a big deal because he had done that before… but he stiffened! My arms quickly drop to my side at feeling that motion, and I back away slowly.
“We were planning world domination.” Oh that YooChun… he says it with such a straight face too.
“Super, upright, virtuous, moral, honest, decent, courteous, polite, respectful good boy attack!” That was all in one breath. Ha! I’m the best! I didn’t even need a thesaurus! And then I look into his eyes, and kiss him on the cheek. “Oppa! Wake up! It’s morning already~ You should wake up when I call.” Snicker. Snicker.
“Fag.”
Our Love Style.
A love style in the shape of love.
I need you, I want you, forever.
That is our love style, a love that goes to any length…
I need you, I want you, forever, and ever, and ever and ever more.