Constult: to act stupidly or foolish together.
"You know they say the line between love and hate is thin I think I realized that a while ago when I fell for you" she confessed.
"What a horrible way to admit your feelings, I guess I love you too" he...
My hands burrowed into the deep pockets of Vinny's sweater, seeking warmth in the cold weather, as the sound of heavy music and distinctive chatter echoed in the background.
I've been wearing his sweater a lot more lately, not because it's gotten colder but more because now that he's not there anymore, it still has his warmth.
The past few weeks on end I've spent with Vinny have been freeing; there was no responsibility, no weight on my shoulders.
He took it all away.
And now that he was gone, the sweater that I refused to give back has been replaced by him, giving me the safety he gave me, and despite everything, it still smells like him—minty fresh with a hint of smoke and vanilla.
I missed him.
And now I was starting to change in a way I couldn't understand. I'm scared to look at someone with my eyes because I'm scared they'll see what I hide.
They'll see my fears.
My hatred and everything I put on the line.
So I'm scared to look, scared to fly, and scared to run away like I always do.
Fear controls the mind if you let it.
And I've already given it way too long ago.
The small lollipop rolled on my tongue. The flavor was different from one I would have usually picked, but I didn't mind the taste, especially since in the back of my head I was still deciding to smoke.
An addiction I couldn't run away from even if I tried.
"What's your favorite lollipop flavor?" "the uh, pineapple, coconut one." "Mmm, I thought you would've gone for a basic one... You know what, Vinny, I fuck with you on that one. I'll let it slide." Even subconsciously, I was still doing things to remind me of him, like a weight I couldn't shake off my shoulder or a shadow that followed me everywhere.
I was truly fucked.
My life was taking a turn I couldn't anticipate, and that shift in the tide was shipping me off to a different ocean than the one I was born in.
Feeling a weight beside me, I snapped out of my trance to see someone I hadn't seen in a while, and for once I looked.
With wide eyes, I looked into his eyes with mine and wrapped my arms deeply around him.
Hyuk kwon
"It's been so long," I mumbled as he let my face nestle into his shoulders like a small puppy while he patted my head softly.
Among wooin and joked, there was also Hyuk Kwon, another person who has seen me at my worst and leads by example, even if he is very discreet.
"I know..."
"So why didn't you come see me?" I grumbled, pulling back with a fake angry expression as my lips formed a teasing pout.
"You know how he is," Wooin commented from afar, making us both look towards him.
Kwon rolled his eyes, then looked back at me with his signature, plain expression. "I was busy," he responded, playing with one of the rings on his finger.
Just as I was going to make a snarky comment, my phone started to ring, making me shut up in an instant and check who had called me, only to be left with shock.
It was Skyler, Skyler Choi, the only person I've actually hurt with my words and my soul.
I scrambled to my feet, scaring all three of the men I was hanging out with, as I pressed accept instantly. The moment I heard the call, I gave Wooin a big shush with my finger up to my lip so he wouldn't ruin things.
"Hello?"
Skyler's voice echoed miles, and I felt my throat clamp up just by the sound of it. It was still the same rough voice that scraped past your ears, yet itched a part of them that you couldn't quite reach.
"Hi," I said, and my voice was softer—too soft—it was enough to even gain a few confused looks from Wooin and Kwon.
