Sleep for the Brokenhearted

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- Seungri POV -
I snapped back to reality as I watched Jiyong Hyung's back retreating towards the stairs.
"Ji..." I decided against the urge to call out to him. So it wasn't a dream, huh...
I looked down and noticed something 'wide awake'. I blushed, opening my eyes wide, baffled. I guess that's proof. I sighed remembering what caused all this fuss, what caused it the other times as well. Girls. No matter how hard I tried to please them, to become their ideal man, it never worked.

Today's problem was when I saw my girlfriend whom I've been dating for a month exactly (it was our anniversary date so I wanted, to go see her), arm in arm, snuggling closely to a man I didn't know. I wanted to brush it off, thinking it might be her brother and I'm overreacting.

Until I saw them kiss. It wasn't like the ones I did with her,it was filled with love and passion, from both sides. I felt my heart shattering into more than the amount of fans we had (and that was a lot). I reached into my pocket while fumbling with my phone, calling her from a safe distance. When I saw her pick up her phone I whispered painfully,
"Babe..." I heard beeping as I saw she didn't even bother to answer it.

But that wasn't the full thing. I called to meet her, she agreed. I tried to ask her in the most gentlest way without letting the tears that threatened to fall, drop. I said 'that it must've been a mistake'. But, as I always was, it wasn't. She told me, straight up, bluntly, with dead panned and emotionless eyes that 'we weren't meant to be. We were never meant to be, ever', that I should 'leave her life as I couldn't live up to her expectations'. And as the night progressed, one thing led to another, and some drinking.

No matter how insecure I felt, I could always go to Jiyong Hyung.
Hyung...
When he apologised his eyes seemed regretful... Did he regret it, I think the drink was taking action, but I'm not sure. Aish... This is giving me a headache (or because of the insane amount of alcohol I drank). Good thing I was absolutely too tired to keep my eyes open.
Otherwise, I don't think I would've been able to sleep without him.


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