✔️My Magical Stranger// GeminiFourth, FirstKhaotung

*43* Joong's misery

Meanwhile, in Joong and Dunk's room...

Joong glared at his boyfriend.  He noticed hickeys on his neck, marks he hadn't left himself.  Footprints that were clear evidence that his own boyfriend had had a great time recently.

“You did it again,” he said with legitimate pretension.  “It's the third time this week.”

“Well, so what?  I'm free person, I can do whatever I want. You have no right to stop me. What do you even care?”

„I have the right!!! I HAVE!!! I'm your boyfriend, i'm your... Didn't you say it yourself, that I'm your darling, your lover?! I care, I care about you! Why do you have to keep hurting me like this? Why are you so mean, so cruel? Don't you see? Don't you see my pain? Being in a relationship is not only about happy and romantic moments, it's also about talking, fixing mistakes together, understanding each other and most importantly, going through everything together, isn't it?” — He thought. And he said.

“I care because you're my boyfriend, because...”

The words were on the tip of his tongue.  He wanted to say, "Because I love you," but the lie couldn't get past him. They both knew why.

“Save it,” Dunk growled and walked over to their shared closet, where their clothes were.  He began violently taking out Archen's ones and tossing them in disarray on the floor between the wardrobe and the large, comfortable bed covered with cream-colored sheets with embossed floral patterns.  Many of the clothes came from expensive collections and Joong tried to stop Dunk by grabbing his hand.

“Dunk…” he started and stopped.  What was he supposed to say to him?

“Move out.  Get your stuff and get out of my sight.”

“We'll see each other anyway. We still have to work together, remember? Why are you running away from me?”

“I don't care.  Just get out of my life.”

“You want that?  Is this really what you want?”  Joong, although he hasn't felt the same as at the beginning for a long time, felt hurt.  A heavy stone appeared near his heart, dragging him down with it.  He never imagined that the day would come, that they would part.  They had so many plans together!  They haven't even visited Paris together yet!  They weren't at the Formula 1 race that Khaotung was going to get tickets for.  Joong couldn't believe that just two months earlier they had planned a small, intimate wedding ceremony in a cute, small hotel with only the closest family and friends, and now they couldn't even look at each other.

“Dunk, please don't chase me away.  You can sleep with as many people as you want, but please don't throw me out of your life.” Joong snuggled against Dunk's back.

Dunk stiffened.  Joong's touch, which once gave him so much pleasure, now only caused pain.  He didn't love him.  And he didn't want to take it any longer.

“Leave me.” He broke free from Archen's embrace.

“Why?  Why are you doing this?”  he asked with tears in his eyes.  That hurts.  It hurt so damn much!

Joong realized that for the past week he had only been trying to convince himself that he didn't love Dunk.  The truth was completely different.  He loved him.  He loved him so much that he closed his eyes to what he saw.  He loved him so much he let Dunk hurt him.  Joong was like a drug addict who always came back for more even though he knew it was bad for him.

“You know why.  You know the answer, Aydin.”

That icy tone.  And that look of contempt.

Nothing could hurt more than the realization that what they had had fallen apart, their shared world of plans and dreams had ceased to exist, their dream home they had talked about so many times had been demolished, and the wedding rings they had  choose next week, they will find new owners.