ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ || c.yj + h.k ✓(ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪɪ ᴏғ "ʜɪs ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀɪᴇs")

Fifteen; Yeonjun (alternative ending)

"Hyung..."

His voice is deep, almost husky.

It sends shivers throughout my body.

I am speechless, following his every move.

One of his arm lifts, circling my waist.

My body is frozen.

Limp.

I do not resist when he pulls me closer.

"Kai-"

He puts a finger upon my lips.

"Shh. Call me Hyuka."

And it feels so personal.

Calling him by a nickname.

My throat is constricting.

"Hyuka...what are you doing here?"

I do not move an inch as he embraces his other arm around my shoulders.

"I miss you."

"You..."

I trail off as a foul smell reaches my nose.

And I understand everything.

"You were drinking."

Incoherent mumbles.

I sigh. "I will call Soobin to-"

"No." He says, sounding forceful.

My heart is thrumming inside my chest.

I try to push him just a little away.

Just a little so that I return to my tranquil self.

"Hyuka, you should go. You will regret approaching me once you are sober."

He says nothing for a while.

And then groans, pulling back.

His face is now in my clear vision.

His dark eyes are hooded.

His hair unkempt.

His lips are parted just a bit.

"I love you! What is there to regret?"

I want to say the same.

I want to scream this out to the fucking world.

But right now, I know he is not in his right state of mind.

And saying things without thinking about them thoroughly.

And things that he might not mean.

"You are just drunk."

"Am I?"

His sharp gaze stares at me, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on the end.

But then he does something.

Something that I did not expect.

Did not imagine.

My eyes widen.

My heart goes crazy.

My knees weaken.

And it all feels like a dream.

Because he is kissing me.

And that is, In itself, unbelievable. 

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