𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 • 𝐣𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐥

XXXIII

10 minutes passed, and jeonghan couldn't handle the guilt. the god knew who was wrong in this situation, and who should have the initiative to apologize first.

it was him. he knows he fucked up, and said too much things he didn't mean. jeonghan needed to apologize first.

you're the god of love, right? you must know that what they're doing is for you. jeonghan cringed, remembering the things he said—which completely contradicts his sole purpose. he was supposed to be the one to stop the fight, and yet, he provoked the two of them even more.

fuck. the plushies on the floor were staring at jeonghan, almost taunting. jeonghan is being eaten alive by his guilt, and he cannot take it anymore. he has to make this right. you're not a monster, are you, jeonghan? you don't cause pain to others. act like the god of love for once.

jeonghan understands both seungcheol and jisoo's sides; but jeonghan doesn't understand his side at all. his arguement just turned into insults and false accusations that hurt the two. what was the point of that, jeonghan? you were never going to win against them even with your dirty, painful tricks. they were always right about you.

they know me better than i do, jeonghan thought. it was a suprising fact, but a very valid reason to believe that they love him. even if jeonghan doesn't have his ability to sense what others feel, he'll say that seungcheol and jisoo love him—because they know him better than himself, and they still stay with him even with the knowledge of jeonghan's flaws.

if jeonghan doesn't want to lose the only things he has in life, then he has to start apologizing. starting with the one inside the same room—seungcheol.

jeonghan stood up from the carpeted floor, traipsing towards a pouty seungcheol. he chuckled. even when he's seriously angry, his bottom lip still protrudes.

"dearest," jeonghan mumbled, enough for the latter to hear. he takes the empty spot beside seungcheol, and sits there. "i am truly, very sorry. i was uttering things i didn't mean, and i would never wish to hurt you. i'll bake a ton of chicken to make it up to you."

"i don't understand. do you think i do not love you? was it not enough?" seungcheol turned to jeonghan, staring straight into his eyes with his watery ones. jeonghan chuckled lightly, wiping away the unshed tears. he looks like a toddler.

"i didn't mean to say that." jeonghan breathed, feeling extremely bad. "even without my senses, i know you love me, and you know i do too. i'm truly very sorry, cherry."

jeonghan saw a little smile show on seungcheol's lips, making the god chuckle. why? why did jeonghan try to harm seungcheol's smile? if jeonghan had continued saying stupid things, he would've never seen his greatest love's smile ever again.

"you're using your old nickname for me to win me over. not very cool of you." seungcheol sniffled, turning away as he smiled to himself. jeonghan laughed, hugging the latter from the back.

"well, cherry, believe it or not, i'm always going to try to win you over because you're the only one who stuck with me until the end." jeonghan whispers. seungcheol finally chuckled, turning around to kiss jeonghan for a good, five seconds.

"even if the end comes, i will never say goodbye to you, my love." says he.

"and i too, cherry." jeonghan gives seungcheol an eskimo kiss in return. "but i think i'm not the only one you shall not say goodbye to, dearest."

"i an aware that we have wronged the little human, too," seungcheol says, leaning on jeonghans's shoulder. "should we apologize?"

"only i need to, dear," jeonghan reassures, kissing the top of seungcheol's head. "you can stay here."