STAR - JAYHOON

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Sunghoon's POV:

I follwed the taxi Jay stopped , the driver was bad , and I had to park a little ahead of where they stopped

I watched from the mirrors Jay standing there for a while , the most beautiful man ever, The person i decided to live and die with , the reason I can't stop smiling . The man I love Darely , was hugging someone else , tightly , hands messing with his hair and eyes sparkling with joy

The boy was so close to him, but jay didn't push him away , but got even closer, back hugged him and walked together away

I felt a bitter taste in my mouth watching them , my eyes hurt me so much i wanted to take them off , the skin jay kissed in the morning , was painfully burning , I felt some tears forming in my eyes , I whiped them agressively to keep an eye on jay, but the tears kept coming

My world was collapsing , the world I'd built over the past year , after seeing him at a distance once , majestically beautiful, prince like man who once got me staring at him in a cafe until he left , stirring all types of emotions in my body, he lived in my mind for so long after that, came to my dreams everyday , I dreamt for months of kissing that face , holding that waist and joining our bodies , I wanted to make that stranger smile like that for me and only me . But I never expected I'd see him again, at my lowest

Being yelled at for lack of reality in my writing, calling off many possible works because of the cheeky directors asking me to change my scripts , refusing my first offer in forever because I wouldn't change my own creativity to suit others's standard for reality

Crying to my most desprate moments , the man I saw smiling once came to my mind , I wished he'd walk on me and comfort me , I wished I'd see him once again , and he came , when i was surrending to the irrealistic accusations, when I almost gave up what I lived beleiving and hoping for , he came up and proved it was never unrealistic

In the middle of my tears , that changed from sad to happy tears , I couldn't help but ask him what he thought of me , I've had countless conversations with him in my head , thought of him in my every sad moment and wished to see the smile I saw once and never left my mind again, I , at that point, wasn't going to miss the chance to know what he'd thought of me

The beautiful man, and much to my approval rained me with compliments, enough to make my heart race. His voice sounded just like in my dreams, his manners , his way of delivering the speech and even him being surprised and lost of words . It was a sign that we liked eachother at first sight, even if i saw him months before he knew i existed , and wished to see him again for all the times after that , he still stood there, first time seeing me , and Said i was hot . And I took it upon myself to make it work , no matter what .

I shyed away after he complimented me , and I felt the need to play it cool , I shouldn't have  done so , even if his frustrated face looked even prettier to me , I regretted not leaving him with a good memory of myself,  so i came back the  next day , just to be hit with a cold bucket , he was no longer working there

I panicked, fearing I might have lost him once again, I kept searching everywhere and finally saw him one day, desperately walking around after not being able to sleep , I got so used to the shadow of him surrounding my existence, and I wasn't able to just wake up again to a mere wet dream , while I could be persuing him in real life , touching that skin and kissing every inch of him . I saw that man again walking in a bakery, and was so excited to talk to him again I had to calm myself before walking in  .

I walked in , he was standing there , real , beautiful, gorgeous just like I'd alway imagined he'd be , and I decided I'll never let this man escape my reach , never again

After meeting Jay my life was so much better , I was inspired again and wrote a whole film thinking of him ,It was soo good it got the approval of everyone, I was able to get Jay to be a part of my epic work and most importantly ,I got to touch him, to feel him and to sniff his scent, I was able to intertwin our hands and feel his waist between my hands , I could kiss him and melt in the warmth of the moment, and as wild my dreams was , being by his side made me feel so at ease , so satisfied and so loved , even when he treated me like crap , I was at least able to see and feel him . And this morning , he was affectionate and nice , and even left a kiss on my lips , making me long for more, and burning my inside at the thought of his lips touching my skin

But how'd I act now, seeing him holding someone else in his arms , showering him with kisses and hugs, the man I loved was as loving as I pictured him, but it wasn't with me , I waited months for our union, and loved him darely for so long. Seeing someone else getting what I was supposed to get wasn't fair , not at all

I got back to my senses, nose now red and eyes filled with tears , I had to reclaim my man , even if it meant I'd get punched and kicked, even if Jay screamed so loud and broke all my bones. I was ready to take him on my shoulders and keep him from the world , just for me , for us to live in the happy world we deserved