Friends or Lovers
Omgawd, you have no idea how much I missed you guys!!! It's been more than a year since I last posted, I think. But of course, I've always stayed as lurker here and my passion for Yongseo haven't calmed at all! Anyway, I missed you all so much^^ Although I can't promise much after this, I hope you guys enjoy the short treat while it last xP It's a mix of angst and sweet and I hope I balanced it well. It's not much but enjoy reading!
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“I think I miss you even when you’re next to me” he says, his gaze down on his fiddling fingers.
I smile and look up the night sky above me. The night is just like those summer nights we spent years ago in our pretend marriage. Quiet and beautiful in a way nothing can compare. Too bad things changed.
I feel the familiar warm sensation inside me spreading in every corners of my heart filling it with such delight. My heart starts beating a little heavier and faster so I heave a sigh for the sake of catching my breath. This guy really.
Jung Yonghwa often makes me feel like this; like he’s robbing tiny bits of my heart without ever intending to give it back.
I laugh a little, “Choding”
He smirks and turns his head back up towards my direction. I feel his eyes on me but I refuse to give him a chance of teasing me with my sparkling eyes. “Are we friends, Seohyun?”
His words catch me in silence for a moment. I hate the answer to that question as much as I dread answering it. “Yes,” I pause. “We are.” At least that’s what I would like to think.
“Good, because friends can miss each other too, right?”
I force a nod and an answer. “Yes, yes they can.”
My heart starts throbbing a little and I shift on my seat keeping my eyes stuck at the brightest star in the sky. The warm feeling is gone replaced by something wistful.
The moment of silence took over between us and my mind hovers over the word “friends”. Is there really such thing as ‘friends’ between a man and a woman? Especially between two who had been married to each other once?
No. I cringe at the answer my mind gives me.
“Seohyun,” he calls. I can feel his eyes focus on me but I refuse to be look, afraid that my eyes might give all my secrets away. “Seo Juhyun… Hyun…”
This time, I sense something heavy in my throat that I can’t seem to swallow. I want to tell him not to say my name like that because it hurts, but I couldn’t, not when I couldn’t even seem to breathe properly.
“Look at me…” he says a moment later, and I find myself doing just that despite my mind’s refusal to do so.
We lock gazes and I find myself drowning in his chocolate brown eyes, searching for something I didn’t know yet. Oh, the things he can do to me.
When I sensed that he was lost just as I was, I spoke first catching my breath at last, “What is it?”
“I’m glad we’re friends”
The words cuts like a knife and I find myself bleeding in the process and as if it couldn’t get any worse, the pain starts to feel literal inside me and there’s no way of stopping it.
“But I wish we were lovers instead”
Yes, I do too. I move closer to him slowly until our faces are only inches apart and I whisper the words that heal us back together, “Starting now, we already are.”
I inch closer and kiss him, tasting the bitterness of friendship and the sweetness between lovers.
A/N: For the love of God, just get married already, so I can rest in peace the sooner the better!
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“I think I miss you even when you’re next to me” he says, his gaze down on his fiddling fingers.
I smile and look up the night sky above me. The night is just like those summer nights we spent years ago in our pretend marriage. Quiet and beautiful in a way nothing can compare. Too bad things changed.
I feel the familiar warm sensation inside me spreading in every corners of my heart filling it with such delight. My heart starts beating a little heavier and faster so I heave a sigh for the sake of catching my breath. This guy really.
Jung Yonghwa often makes me feel like this; like he’s robbing tiny bits of my heart without ever intending to give it back.
I laugh a little, “Choding”
He smirks and turns his head back up towards my direction. I feel his eyes on me but I refuse to give him a chance of teasing me with my sparkling eyes. “Are we friends, Seohyun?”
His words catch me in silence for a moment. I hate the answer to that question as much as I dread answering it. “Yes,” I pause. “We are.” At least that’s what I would like to think.
“Good, because friends can miss each other too, right?”
I force a nod and an answer. “Yes, yes they can.”
My heart starts throbbing a little and I shift on my seat keeping my eyes stuck at the brightest star in the sky. The warm feeling is gone replaced by something wistful.
The moment of silence took over between us and my mind hovers over the word “friends”. Is there really such thing as ‘friends’ between a man and a woman? Especially between two who had been married to each other once?
No. I cringe at the answer my mind gives me.
“Seohyun,” he calls. I can feel his eyes focus on me but I refuse to be look, afraid that my eyes might give all my secrets away. “Seo Juhyun… Hyun…”
This time, I sense something heavy in my throat that I can’t seem to swallow. I want to tell him not to say my name like that because it hurts, but I couldn’t, not when I couldn’t even seem to breathe properly.
“Look at me…” he says a moment later, and I find myself doing just that despite my mind’s refusal to do so.
We lock gazes and I find myself drowning in his chocolate brown eyes, searching for something I didn’t know yet. Oh, the things he can do to me.
When I sensed that he was lost just as I was, I spoke first catching my breath at last, “What is it?”
“I’m glad we’re friends”
The words cuts like a knife and I find myself bleeding in the process and as if it couldn’t get any worse, the pain starts to feel literal inside me and there’s no way of stopping it.
“But I wish we were lovers instead”
Yes, I do too. I move closer to him slowly until our faces are only inches apart and I whisper the words that heal us back together, “Starting now, we already are.”
I inch closer and kiss him, tasting the bitterness of friendship and the sweetness between lovers.
A/N: For the love of God, just get married already, so I can rest in peace the sooner the better!