CUPID'S LAW ♡ NEVER FALL IN LOVE (l. heeseung)

¹⁵ THE FINAL

Heeseung was left confused once again. The boy was thrilled to see you after the weekend and it was all he could think about. His friends had also found his attitude weird, as they saw him randomly chuckle out of the blue. They didn't ask questions, but they were happy he was finally out of his slump.

So why did he see you avoid his gaze once again, scurrying off to get away from him? He shook it off, thinking you were still nervous from the party incident, but as days flew by, you once again avoided him like he was some sick disease. What had he done so wrong now? He needed an answer.

He would not let you go so easily again.

"Yn." You heard a shout from behind you. His familiar voice echoed through the empty hall, and as soon as you heard him, you wanted to dash for your life. "Can you just fucking stop? Why are you running?" The voice spoke again.

You knew if you turned around, your heart would shatter.

Right. This was for the best. You had to compose yourself.

"Yn what the fuck?" Heeseung garbled your wrist, turning you around to face him. "Why are you ignoring me again? After everything?"

You met his saddened eyes, filled to the brim with unexplainable emotions. You couldn't bear seeing him like this, but his grip on your wrist only seemed to tighten as you attempted to wiggle out. "Let go of me." You spat.

"What the fuck, Yn? You can't just expect me to leave when you're acting like this. I thought we talked this over already? Why are you acting like this, avoiding me?"

You sighed. Pushing your emotions back into your churning stomach. You hated this. You wanted to disappear.

"Stay away from me. I don't care what you thought happened that day, but nothing did. Think of it as a mistake." You blurted out. "No, actually, you're Lee Heeseung, so think of it as your average fling."

His face fell pale, all the emotions drained out by your words. "What did you just say?" He stammered.

"Do I have to make it any clearer?" You spoke again, this time struggling to keep your voice steady. "That day meant nothing to me."

Heeseung felt as if he had been punched relentlessly in the stomach. He had poured out all his emotions to you and for the first time; he felt comfortable and content with someone. But now you were standing in front of him, each word piercing him slowly but deeply. You gave the boy a taste of his own medicine unknowingly, and all he could do was beg you to stay. "Yn, you don't mean it."

The more the conversation dragged on, the more you felt yourself waver in your emotions.

You wanted to drop this act, but you knew what had to be done.

"I do. You meant nothing to me. All your actions made me laugh. How could you fall for someone just because they didn't show interest in you at the beginning? You're truly pathetic."

That was a lie and your words continued to thrust him deeper into agony. Sure, Heeseung enjoyed the chase, but he would drop anyone without batting an eye if they weren't showing any interest. He thought he would feel the same about you, but his feelings proved him wrong. "If this is all an act for your stupid client, drop it. I told you already that I don't care about your client, and if this is for her, I won't accept it."

He had caught you red-handed, but there was no turning back.

"No, I fucking despise you. Everything about you pisses me off to the core, especially your habits. Your habits are absolutely disgusting" At this point, you now involved your own insecurities into this. You hated his sweet words because at the back of your head you feared he was lying and you hated his habits, mainly because you were afraid he would never be truly content with you.

But none of that mattered.

Because you were never supposed to involve your own emotions in the first place.

Heeseung grabbed your shoulders, pulling you close to him. His grip tightened, breathing in slowly as he pressed his eyes shut in frustration. "Yn, fucking look at me in the eyes and tell me that there was nothing between us. Look into my eyes and tell me everything was a lie." His voice wavered, cracking at the end of his sentence.

You took the last bit of courage you had and looked up at the boy, whose eyes were now begging you to tell him that it wasn't a lie. "Did you not hear me the first time?" You spoke in the steadiest voice you could muster up. "You meant absolutely nothing to me, and you never will. In my heart, you amount to nothing."

His grip on your shoulders loosened as they fell to his side in pure terror. Backing away, his hands began to quiver and his breaths grew unsteady. Never in his life did he ever think he'd experience the absolute horror of a heartbreak. He had cruised through his life, breaking hearts left and right, but never did he think he'd find himself on the verge of breaking down.

"Heeseung, it's over. Whatever exchange we had, ends here. Don't approach me or even look in my direction ever again."

And that's all it took.

That's all it took to break Lee Heeseung, the boy who grew up engulfed by praises — the "careless" jerk, who was immune to tears and deemed "unbreakable."

That's all it took.

"Yn," He croaked out, his voice still wavering. "Even if you shoved me deep into the pits of hell, I would still crawl back to you. Even if my legs were severed, I'd still claw my way back to you. Don't you understand?" He paused.

"I fucking love you."

Your heart fell to the pit of your stomach. You understood. You wanted to embrace him, to apologize, and to comfort him.

But you knew.

Cupid's law number one: Never fall in love.

You were a matchmaker. You had no place involving your own emotions.

You were a matchmaker with the sole purpose of bringing others together.

But you ruined it.

You ruined it for everyone.

You had to swallow that bitter pill and acknowledge your wrongdoings. You had to come face to face with it all, and accept that you had failed.

You had fallen in love.

And in the process, you broke people for the sake of your own happiness.

There was a reason why rules were set, and you never knew the severity of following them until now.

You let your emotions get the best of you, and that's where it all spiraled downwards.

You didn't have the right to love; you were undeserving of it.

And if it meant breaking Heeseung's heart to make up for your wrongdoings, you would gladly do so, no matter how badly it hurt.

For the sake of others.

You had to let go.

"I'm sorry."