Don't sleep on the couch tonight. Even though you took it for the weekend.
"Are you really gonna take the couch tonight? You sure you don't want to join me?"
You found it a bit frustrating. The situation of it. Never being used to ask beomgyu to join you on the bed and now you're here. The male was sprawled upon the plush of the couch, blanket around his body. Beomgyu gave an once-over through the edge of his eyes. A exaggerated sigh leaving his parted lips.
"I think this is the zillionth fucking time I'm telling you, y/n. I'm better on the couch. The bed is too..it makes my back ache"
Your brows stitched together. Well this was something new and it made a slight pang to your heart. You could the strength of this very relationship. It was like a blunt pencil, too much pressure added and snap! It goes. The distance between you both felt that you were on the other side of the mountain. It was certain that beomgyu didn't really favor the idea of accompanying you to bed and the excuse he gave only made a temporary one.
"Fine..do have a second thought though."
And that night there was no sounds of love in the house. The empty space beside you on the bed reciprocated the emotion you were looking at that night. Missing the warmth of the male's body on yours, the dazy kisses. He had you under a spellbound. A serendipity to you.
Beomgyu on the other hand, was awake through the twilight. His mind racing a million thoughts. The brows eyes of his gleaming in the dark and his lips lonely. The mere silence only made his mind to go back to the first kiss shared between you. That feeling was now numb for him. He remembered vividly on how he was desperate to make you his. Doing everything in his strength. The sparkle in your eyes whenever he got your late night ice treat, the gentle stretch of your lips upon catching sight of him. The way his hands fitted perfectly with yours, his body just right for you. They were fresh in his mind. But his love for you wasn't starting to be oh so fresh now. Maybe it's the time's doing.
You wanted nothing but for him to lie. Lie that he still loves you. And push his hands on your waist. Lie right to your face. Lie that he still adores you. Lie in his touch. Lie in his kiss. Lie in the way he makes you feel. Even though you knew, his feelings for you was starting to rot, you wanted him to lie. To say that he's lucky to love you like he used to.
The music of crickets outside was like a dead sound to their ears.
You slowly crawled out of bed and out of the room, the early morning light was starting to filter in through the gaps of the curtain. you already familiar with the layout of the dorm, kept your gaze solely towards the ground, eyes glancing down as the dim lighting casted mysterious shadows on the creaking wooden floor beneath your feet.
The man was already awake making his daily dosage of a cup of morning coffee. The smell of the crushed beans wafted through the kitchen.
"Beomgyu.."
Hearing the silken voice belonging to you, he turned around and his eyes landed on you. A blank look etched onto his face. Lie. And the eyes that held a look of blossom in them was now empty as a broken wine glass. Lie. Even a gentle stroke of his hand to your cheek was more than enough. Even if it's all a lie. Your fingerbuds ran across the pores of his porcelain skin, the heat radiating off his body and eyelashes fluttering down at you was all it needed to fall for him again. And without a single thought, grabbing the curve of his nape pulling the male down into a kiss. Both your lips pressed firm against the other's. But this felt like wood to electric. There was not a hint of spark like before. Dry. And you couldn't help notice how his hands that once used to wrap tight around your body pulling you close to him was now limp. For what seemed like an eternity of expecting beomgyu to return the kiss, pull you in all ended in an utter nonsense. Pulling away from him, your eyes already trembling with tears and scrutinizing him.
"Why can't you just lie?.."
Beomgyu traced down on you. Avoiding any eye contact. Silence filled the room. His lips still stinging from the kiss.
"You know I can't"
𝑖 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑒, 𝑙𝑖𝑒, 𝑙𝑖𝑒..
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