The Boy Next Door

39.

I walk back into my room after cleaning myself up, hopefully he won't notice my puffy face in the dark light.

I walk in quietly to grab some blankets from the closet and go to turn off the lamp on the bedside table when I feel a hand on my arm.

I turn and see Heeseung's eyes are still closed but he's mumbling something.

"Please don't go. Don't leave me." he mumbles before letting go of the grasp he had on my arm.

"I won't. I won't." I respond while placing my blanket on the floor along with my pillow. I'm single, but its still weird sleeping in the same bed as him.

"Please..." he mumbles again while his arm slips off the bed and lands almost an inch from hitting my face.

I hold it slowly with my right hand, and his hand grips it tightly, almost making me jump up in shock. Is he awake?

I hold his hand and realize how warm it is, making me melt up at the warmth entering my body. It spread all throughout my body like a wild fire.

I just stare at his features and notice how defined his jaw line, his nose, and his cheekbones are. His lips are full of color, and his eyelashes are super long.

I then stare at his hand and notice all the scars and how severe some of them look. I slowly track all his scars and cuts, being careful not to hurt him in the process.

I draw little stars, hearts, smiley faces. It helps me slowly close my eyes, just knowing he's okay.

~

Heeseung's POV:

I slowly open my eyes to Chaewon holding my hand that's off the bed, and using her other finger to trace my scars.

I stare at her beautiful shimmering eyes, with adoration. Her lips, her nose, her whole face. Its full of beauty.

She traces my scars making some kind of shapes, but very softly, almost putting me to sleep. I feel my heart pound a thousand times, making my face turn red but thankfully it's dark.

The corners of my lips slowly rise but I keep myself calm so she doesn't know I'm away. I feel this sort of tension zapping between the small gap we have between us.

I so badly want to just pick her up and place her on the bed next to me, but she wouldn't want that. Her hands are cold, like ice cold. It makes me concerned so I squeeze her hand tightly when her eyes shut and she drifts to sleep.

I just want to curl up next to her, and give her all of my warmth if I could. She's so tiny for a full grown adult. Did she stop growing at 12 or what...

~

I wake up the next day and look down and see she's gone. I abruptly get up off the bed and look for her.

"Heeseung-ah! Come eat!" I hear a familiar and comforting voice say from the kitchen. I turn and see her mom and dad in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

I see her sitting on a chair with her shoulders slumped and down. I sit down next to her and give a small tap on her shoulder making her shudder.

She turns to me, acting like nothing happened but her body language says it all.

"You okay?" I ask while her mom hands me some food giving me a 'look'.

"Of course. Why wouldn't I be? He cheated. I'm stupid for believing his excuses." she mumbles while poking at her food.

"Your not. He's an idiot for not seeing what he lost." I respond quickly almost sounding agitated.

"I'm glad you guys broke up, honey. He was a undeserving bastard." her mom says to her while patting her shoulder.