Waterfalls || Yeonbin

chapter 30: destruction

September 9, 1940

"Yeonjun, you can't go—"

"This is not negotiable." Yeonjun said, still hurrying to shove clothes into his overnight bag.

"You understand it's a warzone, yes?"

"I'm going." He said, zipping up his bag.

"W-What if you get hurt?" I asked, worried that I might not see him again.

"I'll be fine."

"Please... C-Can't you just think about—"

"They're my parents, Soobin!..." Yeonjun yelled, finally turning around to face me. He clenched his jaw as I tensed up, the glare he was giving me was intense, "I'm not leaving them in the middle of London with no way to contact them. They bombed the operating building, and people have been struggling to get information about what's actually going on." He said a lot softer than before, most likely because he realized he snapped at me.

I pursed my lips together, anxious to say, "Stay..." I quietly said, taking a step closer to him, "Please, I'm begging you."

Yeonjun scoffed and shook his head, "I'm going. End of story." He said before walking around me, hurrying to follow him down the stairs.

I huffed, rushing down the steps to catch up with him, "Why're you doing this?! Why're you being so selfish?!" I raised my voice when we reached the bottom of the stairs.

Yeonjun turned to me, the look in his eyes was red hot, "Selfish?..." He took a step closer to me before he yelled, "I'm about to go into the middle of the Blitz to save my parents, and I'm the selfish one?!"

"Have you even asked how I felt?!..." I screamed and pushed on his chest lightly, the words flowing uncontrollably, "I'm worried about you getting hurt! And what's going to happen if you don't come back here after a few days, huh?! I'm not going to be able to contact you either and I don't know what I would do if something ever happened to you! What?! Am I supposed to just hope you're fine?! I'm sorry I fucking love you and want you to be alright!"

I stopped when I realized what I had said. It slipped out of nowhere, widening my eyes at my own words. God, the only people I've said that to before are my family. What the hell is wrong with me? Did I have to say it using such profanity? Isn't it supposed to be a romantic thing? Was I supposed to say it? Is there a certain time I'm supposed to say it? How did it slip from my tongue so easily?

I brought my hands up, sliding them through my hair in the deafening silence while my heart began beating faster. Yeonjun was just blankly staring at me, his lips slightly parted. I closed my eyes for a moment and sighed, wanting to get rid of the immense tension between us. I opened my eyes and glanced back at Yeonjun, he was in my eyesight for less than a second before I looked away. I quietly mumbled out as I stared at the floor, "Just go."

Yeonjun suddenly dropped his bag and moved in front of me, placing his hand on my cheek to gently lift my head up. His eyes met with mine, noticing how they were much calmer than just a moment ago. He didn't say anything and just leaned forward to kiss me, gently, like I was delicate. My hands moved from my hair to his chest, resting there as we pulled away, just to lean back in for another kiss. And another, and another, and another. There was a passion behind it that I didn't understand, but I wasn't about to ask. I didn't want to pull away, afraid of what's to come next, but we needed to breathe eventually.

Yeonjun detached his lips from mine, taking a few breaths as he looked into my eyes, "I love you too."

I felt my eyes go slightly wide again, "You do?"