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Chapter 4

Haruto POV - Three years prior..

"Babe, please stop crying. You look ugly when you cry, you know that." I joked as I hug him. My hand hasn't stop rubbing his back for the last fifteen minutes or so.

He pulled away and pouted. "Ya! You're not sad with me leaving, huh?" He complained while sniffled away his tears.

I'm sad, more than sad even. It wasn't because he's going to go to Japan, but because I know once he left, everything going to change. He's going to be a star at the sky that I can't reach with my hands.

"Of course I'm sad. But we are going to see each other again. We can do video call every time you miss me or I miss you." I cooed him and pecked his pouting lips. "Besides, Yoshi Hyung going to laugh if he find out his prediction is correct. You cry a river at airport." I joked again and pinch his nose.

"Don't you dare tell him!" He grunted.

I chuckled and hug him again. "I love you. Don't forget that. No matter how far we are to each other, I won't stop loving you." I said. I placed my lips on the side of his head, kissing his temple lovingly, hoping it's deep enough to penetrate his skull and into his memory.

I need him to remember there is a guy named Haruto who love him no matter what. Even when the distance between us is like the sky and earth. Even when I'm no longer exist in his world. I will still love him.

"Oh. I love you more." He replied.

"I love you most." I whispered as my lips still attached to his temple.

After a few minutes that felt like a second, I finally released him as I heard last call for his flight announced across the airport.

"See you! I'm going to call you once I arrive." He said with his angelic smile.

My angel.

He walked away after we exchanged goodbye kiss for the last time. I just stood there, looking at his back, already missing him even when he's only few feet away. I wanted to stop him. I wanted to tell him not to go to the sky. But I can't. His new world waiting for him.

Sitting next to my mom's bed, I sighed as I stared at her sleeping face. She looks peaceful when she's asleep, probably the only time she isn't stuck in the past. Even though she fell asleep by force, through some injection as she had another period earlier.

I came for my monthly visit last week, but I come again today for a different purpose. I took her hand and gently rubbed the back with my thumbs. "Mom, I know I promise to get you out from here after I'm done with college and start working. I'm going to graduate soon, but can you wait a little longer?" I asked her with wavering voice. I know she couldn't hear me, and even if she could, she won't understand a tiny bit.

"Even if I get you out now, we have nowhere to go. Dad transferred the house to my name and I'm going to sell it. Yeah, our house. You don't mind, do you? You only have bad memories in that house anyway Mom." A gust of air stuck on my lungs as I continued.

Though that house was everything but a home to me, its still our first house in Korea.

Tears rolled on my cheek as I bring her hand to my forehead, desperately begging for forgiveness. My whole entire life, I have never been a good son to her. I did nothing to help her. Yet here I am shamelessly asking for her to understand.

"I'm sorry Mom, I'm going to disappoint you again.. I'm going to break my promise again.. I'm sorry.. But I don't know what to do anymore.. I love him and I don't know if I can survive without him in my future.. I'm so sorry.."