The feeling inside him

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Contemplating by his undeniable understanding that he don't really want to understand. A sudden realization hits him. It's too hour passed but he haven't heard of any of Gong Jun wails.

Panicked surrounds him. After a moment a soft sob was heard at the room near where he stands and the voice is carry a significance of a childlike person he knew.

"T-that guy..." He whispered. In panic he burst open the side big door of that certain room. However looking all over he found nothing inside it. But the sobbed of the man's voice was now heard louder.

"I-its you right, little brat are you here?,... Where are you?" Zhehan speaks in his tone carved a worry and nervousness for Gong Jun.

Gong Jun heard Zhehan's voice and a sense of happiness and relief surged in his heart.

"Z-Zi Shu... You...finally answered."

Hearing those words Zhehan sigh a mountful of feelings are finally cools down. He was finally can breathe. The simple response filled Zhehan with a sense of relief knowing that Gong Jun is still there.

"Where have you gone too?" The guy inquired to him. Zhehan sigh a little and slightly smile. He was close to answering when Gong Jun spoke again. Speaking words he didn't expect however he didn't know he much mostly desire.

" I need you." Gong Jun states.

The tenderness in Gong Jun's voice resonated with Zhehan, stirring a blend surprised warmness and vulnerability
inside him.

With a flutter of his heart, Zhehan felt a wave of emotions rising within him - a mix of vulnerability, anticipation, and a growing affection for Gong Jun.

The realization he had earlier added the flutters of those surging butterflies living in his chest. Now, all he wish was somehow see some scary ghost to have a valid excuse for his unbearable loud beating chest.

In that moment all the feelings devoured Zhehan, and that moment he can mostly measure how much Gong Jun's words affected him.

Zhehan's heart swelled with a sense of hope and possibility, as he realized that their connection was deeper and more profound than he had ever dared to imagine.

With a soft smile and a heart full of emotions, Zhehan speak up full of sincerety wanting to burst everything out and finally let those butterflies run free.

"Listen to me Gong Jun," He started.

"We're on a same place now, right?do as I say...Walk at the center of the floor, and close your eyes..."

Zhehan instructed even confused Gong Jun followed.

At one minute a presence of a man appears infront of Zhehan as he closes his eyes quickly as he could for the presence not to fade away.

"Are you done?..." Zhehan asked.

After a moment, Gong Jun answered with a soft humm.

Hearing this Zhehan immediately reached out the presence infront of him. And hold it's hands. Gong Jun not knowing what's going on fliched for a moment.

"What the..." Gong Jun speaks out of nervousness.

"Don't worry, it's just me," Zhehan said reassuringly. Assuring the guy that it's only his presence infront.

"I-its your hands?... " Gong Jun inquired. Doubting the guys statement.

A smile carved on Zhehan's lips as he pulled Gong Jun on a tight embrace.

"Am I still lying?...." Zhehan states.

"H-how..." Gong Jun speaks in bewilderment of what's happening. Gong Jun hug Zhehan back savored the moment feeling the man infront of him.

After a minute Zhehan spoke again.

"Will you dance with me?..." Zhehan inquired.

As Gong Jun heard the words spoken with such vulnerability and sincerity, His heart skipped a beat a wave of emotions crashed over him.

The simple yet profound request stirred something within Gong Jun's soul, awakening a rush of emotions that he struggled to put into words.

Gong Jun felt a surge of warmth spreading through him.

In that fleeting moment

With no reasons at all

A feeling he don't really know, so new, but so strong

In the middle of the surging emotions inside him comes a big question that grappled Gong Jun's mind.

"Why are those emotions playing inside him? Where does those emotions came from...,"

Being such a person He knows completely what's is romance, He knows it, He understands it. Or so he thought.

He knows it because he understands it. He saw it between the eyes of all lovers that surrounds him, from his friends and trusted people. He also often reads romance and whatever genre love was often mentioned about. So how can he not knew? He knew it. He has a clue about it. by those books and the dramas. He often relate and feel them, their love, their struggle on what's and how to be in love is...However, experiencing it to himself, can he trust his own judgement?.

Why like this, does it have to be this confusing? From the person who he didn't know the face, the person that he didn't even seen once, from a person who's just talking to him but no certain if human nor a ghost,

Why him? Why someone like that?really?....Does that love needs to be so complicated. And most importantly the question he most asked. Is this...what they so called love? Despite learning everything about this feeling the fact that he never loved someone and never thought about having one. The question is.

The feelings he bearing?... Was it love?...

How could they know it?

How did it flow?

Even on the verge of questioning himself. The pull of that invitation is too strong for Gong Jun to refused. Knowing nothing how to respond. In a barely audible voice he answers Zhehan.

"Yes...."

As the dance started a rush of emotions flooded Gong Jun senses, In that moment, surrounded by the echoes of their soft breathing, Gong Jun's heart swelled with a mix of bliss

The gentle touch of Zhehan's hand in his sent shivers down Gong Jun's spine, awakening a deep-seated longing that he couldn't quite comprehend until that precise moment.

He wonders the feeling that both familiar and unfamiliar to him. moving together in perfect harmony, Gong Jun felt a sense of completeness wash over him, as if all the pieces of his heart had finally found their missing puzzle.

After a while, they stopped and stood silent. Gong Jun grappled more about the feeling he had. He just can't process his own heart. The dance ended but the question he bears in his heart continues

The feelings inside him...What is it?

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