9 | How Should I Feel About You?

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I opened the door.

"Hey." Yixing stood there. I leaned against the frame, not inviting him inside yet. It had been a month since we last met. We fought that day, and the way we left off things, it was a surprise to me that he was here. "Can I come in?"

"I thought you might not want to associate with someone like me who only talk to famous people." I threw a jab at him, and he sighed.

Grabbing my arm, he pulled me inside with him, and closed the door. "You're impossibly frustrating. Do you know that?" he muttered and went to sit on the couch. "I'm too tired for your bullshit."

"Ouch!" I placed a hand over my heart, and rolled my eyes.

"You didn't try to meet me after the last time." His voice was quiet as I sat beside him. "I really thought that you would come and try to get me talk to you. You didn't. Why are you like this?"

I leaned back on the couch. "I don't know. I've always been like this."

"Detached?"

"I would prefer the term bitch, but whatever you like."

Yixing threw an arm around my shoulder and I regarded him curiously. "I need a hug. Can I have it?"

"Something the matter?" I asked, and loosened up a bit, letting him pull me closer to his body heat.

"You never tell me about yourself. Don't expect answers from me." His reply made me want to pull away, but I didn't. I won't let him know that his words hurt me. For him, I didn't care for him, but I did. I cared for him a lot. Maybe because we both belonged to the same hometown?

"Whatever you want." I sat up and wrapped my arms around him. He held head against his shoulder and sighed. "For how long I have to hug you?" I mumbled against his shirt.

"Forever sounds nice," he said, and I caught a hint of smile in his voice.

"You're so bad at this. You're cringe, Yixing." I broke the hug, and ruffled his hair. "Do you want tea?" I stood up and went to the kitchen, not waiting for his reply.

For me, it was really important to separate myself from the situation soon. If I won't, I would act on my emotions and fuck up things. Yixing was telling the truth. I did keep myself deatach myself from the moment intentionally. It was a kind of a mechanism that I built over the years of staying in a malfunctioning family. Couldn't blame me.

"Fei."

I almost jumped. Yixing was standing behind me. "Stop sneaking on people, idiot." I smacked his back and he chuckled. His laugh sounded like a music. I started making tea, and ignored his stare. I liked the way he looked at me though. As if I could be redeemed. Could be happy. Could be his. I've had my doubts for some time now that he had a crush on me, with the way he was always following me around, and telling me stuff, but then I would remember that he liked someone else.

I scrolled through my sns and saw some hate comments on EXO.

[+012] Exo is flop. What's with superpower concept? Kkkk it's cringey.

Me - Your whole existence is cringe.

It wasn't a good burn but for now it was all that came into my mind.

[+632] I feel embarrassed for them. SM failure. Lol.

Me - I feel embarrassed for a jobless person like you, coming here to throw hate. Go and get a job mf!

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