(🌸) 13 - The Response Of The Feelings

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"It's okay, I get you. But don't stress too much. Otherwise, I'm going to worry about you." Yeonjun said worriedly. "No, please don't worry about me. There's no need for that." He looked at me and nodded. Okay... Let's go, I know a place where we can have breakfast. I don't think you wanna eat at home right now." I nodded. "I certainly don't want to eat at home. So, let's go. I'm getting hungry." Yeonjun looked at me. "You can eat me," He said with a wink. "Shut up," I said angrily. He laughed.

When we walked into the living room, we saw my mother sitting in front of the television. I decided to say nothing to her and walked past her. I closed the door and we walked towards the café. "Are you okay?" Yeonjun asked. I nodded. "Yes, I'll talk to her after school." Hm okay, you can call me if your feeling not well after the conversation with your mom." I smiled at him.

Moments later, Yeonjun pointed out the café. "Look, that's it! They have the best fruit and bread here. The coffee here is also very tasty." Yeonjun said excitedly. I got even more hungry now, mainly because Yeonjun said bread. "Okay, I'm starving over here, so let's get inside."

We walked towards the café when we got inside our eyes almost popped out. We looked at each other. We both couldn't believe it. It was Yona. She was sitting at a table talking with a boy. A boy I unfortunately knew. I got very restless and nervous. All I thought about was getting out of here right now. I didn't want him to see me.

"We've got to get out of here." Yeonjun looked surprised at me. "What do you mean? We finally see Yona again, don't you wanna talk to her?" Yeonjun said. I saw the boy looking towards us. I panicked. "No, not now, we really have to go, now!" Yeonjun still didn't understand. "But why?" He asked. I started to feel nauseous and turned pale. Yeonjun saw that.

"Wow, Soobin are you okay?" Yeonjun looked at me worried. The boy saw us and recognized me right away. I knew it. He grinned at me. I looked at Yeonjun. "I'm fine, let's go." I quickly grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the café. "Wha-"

When we were outside, I let Yeonjun go. He looked at me frustrated. "What the f*ck, why did you want to leave? We just had time to talk to her." I looked back inside. "I just.." A deep sigh came out of my mouth. "Did you see that guy she was with?" He looked at me.

"What?" He asked. "Look, that guy." Yeonjun looked in the café towards the two. In the meanwhile, I tried to avoid eye contact with the boy. "Oh, that ugly guy. Yes, I see him. What's wrong with him?" Meanwhile, Yeonjun looked at me again. "He may be ugly, but he was the one who beat me up with his friends." He looked at me in shock. "He did what?" I looked inside again.

"Wait, was that the day I met you and took you to the hospital? You're not going to tell me he was the one who did that to you, are you?" I saw the anger in Yeonjun's eyes. I nodded. "Yes... That was him." He looked at me silently. "He's going to pay for that!" Yeonjun wanted to walk in. I grabbed his arm and stopped him. "Are you crazy? He'll blow you over with one breath, that guy can fight, do you really think you have a chance?" He stopped and turned to me. "Sure I can handle him, easy." He tried to pull away. I didn't let go of him.

"Wait Yeonjun, I don't want you to go to him, there's no point anyway, he'll get his friends involved and we'll both be screwed." Yeonjun thought. "Fine, but if he gets his dirty hands on you one more time, you can't stop me!" He said angrily. I nodded. "By the way, why is Yona hanging out with those guys?" Yeonjun asked me. "You don't have to ask me that, I think Yona has surprised us a lot anyway, I wouldn't be surprised if we also find out later that she's using drugs or something." Yeonjun laughed. "You're right. Let's just go eat breakfast somewhere else." I looked at Yeonjun smiling. "Yeah, good idea, I'm actually pretty hungry." "Me too."

When we finally had breakfast. We walked towards the school. It was already quite late so we had to hurry. "Hey, Soobin." Yeonjun stopped in front of the school. I looked at him questioningly. "Is there something wrong?" I asked. He sighed and moved closer to me. "Well, kinda.."

"I have a pretty important question." He began. "And you have to promise me that you will answer honestly." He looked at me seriously. I thought about it. Of course, I had an inkling what question he wanted to ask. So I sighed and just nodded. "Sure, what do you want to ask?" I said in a calm voice.

"Listen, I really like you a lot Soobin." He said and looked toward the ground. "I like you more than just a friend and you already know that. I have such a suspicion you do too. I can't help hiding my feelings for you. I enjoy being with you. Even if you are stubborn and selfish sometimes. I always want to be there for you and with you. Waking up with you by my side, and knowing you are mine. Only mine. That's why I want a relationship with you so badly. Please accept that."

I looked at him in surprise. My mouth almost fell open. I didn't know what to say. I knew he wanted to ask something like that but I really didn't expect him to tell me a whole story. My thoughts grew fuzzy and my feelings grew stronger. What was Yeonjun doing to my feelings? My stomach tickled. "Soobin, I won't let you down and I'll never leave you alone. I'll take care of you and be there for you always. Just give me a chance, please..." The more Yeonjun said, the more I began to feel weak for him.

I tried to understand my feelings. I already had an inkling of what they might mean. It could mean that I liked him too. In fact, I was sure that was the meaning. I liked him too, I just dreaded it, I didn't want to like him. But as my mother used to say to me. "Feelings you can't control or force. They are there and you have to deal with them, no matter how hard it is." My mother was right. I hope she thinks about that too when I tell her I like Yeonjun. When I tell her I've fallen for a boy.

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