Obsessed [Editing]

Chapter 19

An hour went by and Seonghwa called work saying he was sick. He put his phone back on the bedside table and sighed as he placed a hand on Hongjoong's arm. He was asleep, laying on his side with his arm wrapped around Seonghwa's waist and curled around him. He had taken the blindfold off and Seonghwa put on his face mask, leaving off the sunglasses for now. He was still a little shocked and upset by Hongjoong's sudden outburst. It came out of nowhere and for a second, Seonghwa thought Hongjoong was going to start hating him again but when he kissed him, he instantly relaxed.

"I'm mentally ill. I've developed a mental illness."

Mentally ill? He wasn't mentally ill- Seonghwa's eyes widened and he whipped his head around to stare at Hongjoong's peaceful face. Was... was he talking about Stockholm Syndrome? Is that why he freaked out? Has Hongjoong developed that? Seonghwa wasn't trying to guilt-trip him into staying! He wasn't trying to make Hongjoong feel bad for him! All he wanted was to tell Hongjoong the truth about himself and even though Seonghwa really wanted him to stay, he knew Hongjoong had wanted to go home ever since he had been kidnapped.

Seonghwa felt horrible. He felt so bad that he was making Hongjoong feel like this. It wasn't his intention to make Hongjoong grow feelings for him; in fact, he didn't think Hongjoong would ever grow to like him since he did kidnap the poor man for fuck sake!

When Hongjoong woke up, he noticed he was cuddling the stuffed bear and Seonghwa was in the kitchen. His mind drifted to the breakdown he had and he wandered how Seonghwa felt at that moment. Did he upset him? Did Seonghwa get angry? Well, if he did, he didn't sound angry.

"Seonghwa," he called out and the said male turned to look at him. The mask and sunglasses hid his face that Hongjoong really wanted to see; he wanted to see what expressions he was making right now, see if he could pick out any annoyance or sadness or some other emotion. Hongjoong felt like crying and that's what he did, he cried, tears streaming down his face. Seonghwa rushed over.

"Baby, hey, don't cry," even if his voice was a little rough due to this flu, it still was comforting to hear.

"I-I'm sorry," Hongjoong whined and when Seonghwa was close enough, he pulled him down so Seonghwa would lay next to him.

"Baby boy, you don't need to apologise. I'm the one that should be," Seonghwa said as he wrapped an arm around Hongjoong's waist, holding him against his chest. Hongjoong had his hands resting between them. "Hongjoong, I'm sorry if it seems like I guilt-tripped you just to try to make you stay or make you feel bad for me, that wasn't my intention. I did want you to stay and I told myself every day the moment I brought you here that you would never love me the way I love you and that day I decided to let you go, I was upset, but I felt happy that you were going home. I never thought you would come back. I... I never thought I'd ever hear you say you like me."

Seonghwa was shocked when Hongjoong pushed him on his back and got on top of him, straddling him. His hands went to Seonghwa's shoulders. "Guilt-trip? Seonghwa, I came back because I started pitying you. That day you told me everything, I realised how much you just wanted to be loved because you lost the only two people in your life that showed you love and how much they cared for you." Hongjoong was crying and he sniffed. "I didn't want to leave you alone again," he whispered.

Seonghwa's eyes began watering and he rested his hands on Hongjoong's thighs. "I didn't tell you everything that day I let you go. Even if we only met one time, I instantly felt comfortable around you. I wanted to meet you again, but you never came back and it saddened me and I could have gone to your apartment and talk to you, but I was scared. I was scared that if you saw my true self, you'd leave. I had been watching you for so long that I fell in love and I thought if I ever approached you and told you how I felt, you would feel uncomfortable. I selfishly wanted you all to myself and so I did the most fucked up thing I have ever done in my life and I kidnapped you. A fucked up part of me thought I could make you fall in love with me if I just showered you in love and care. Another rational part of me knew that wasn't going to happen and you were right all those times you called me hurtful words. I made a rule to never touch you if I didn't have your permission because I didn't want to make you uncomfortable."