🩸Identities in shambles 💻🔏 KIMCHAY AU🩸

1. Stolen innocence 💔

-You read everything even better than I imagined-

Porchay stares at this text from Wik. It can be Kim too, it's a mix of his personas, who he is socially in his everyday life and who he deeply is in the abyss of his soul.

The one Porchay likes to dig in even if the boy didn't even have the intention of giving this much depth. He is a traveller. He likes to understand more than anything, everything that Wik is writing and to tell Kim, because they are the same passionate humans.

Porchay feels so lucky to be able to be a beta reader for him. He is excited everytime a new chapter appears in their conversation.

The prettiest one for the boy. When Kim asked him if he could give his thoughts about what he wrote, to not be alone with the paper, to exchange, to think, to share, Porchay got so excited. He was and is still happy to be able to do it.

He reads and something as magical as a spell is happening in him, he is into it, he is inside, beside, around those words and they inspire him with new words to highlight what Kim might have wanted to say, might have because it's always a hypothesis. He is careful to not think that he knows everything. To not give to those sentences the meaning he himself wants it to be.

He likes to think deeply about every detail which could have appeared logical and natural and not being thought about a lot by Kim, and yet it makes it all more wonderful.

Porchay loves to think that he might be able to give Kim some confidence and comfort. He likes the soft spot Kim seems to have for him, the little messages, the confessions, the words about his days. Kim is genuinely someone he loves.

Even if his beating heart is always in need of more.

They write to each other, they are close to each other, they found themselves online, but it became more than this for Porchay.

He loved him. He was sure.

He doesn't want to lose what they have and yet, he can give it all for Kim to just be more than his writer, he wants him to be his reader too, reader of his thoughts, of his heart, of his soul, of his veins, as his blood is as red and vivid as the love he feels.

Porchay loves Kim and he also loves Wik, his pen name, he likes them both, he is so gorgeous in those pictures and the way Kim is such a softie. He can't believe that he got the opportunity to get so close to him. He has those soft hair and those small chubby cheeks. His smile is so precious.

Luo isn't thinking the same. He stares angrily at Porchay but with a hint of worries and tenderness in his pupils.

"You can't be serious!" He screams loudly startling Porchay who gives the sign to lower his voice. They are at their university and he doesn't want everyone to know his life or to have everyone's attention on them. "Chay! What are you even saying? You are going to meet someone you don't know anything about?"

"I know a lot about Kim!" He answers, a little frustrated by his best friend's reaction. He just feels a little hurt by the way he doubts everything."Why won't you trust me?"

"Trusting you? Chay! I trust you but not that Kim...it can be anyone...I am sorry, understand that I am just worried for you."

"So what ? I am not an adult ? I am not thinking enough? Don't you think that I can be tricked this easily?"

"It's not... not like this! Chay... it isn't about you being weak. It is about him being able to lie..."

"But..."

"Porchay. You're so happy when something good happens to you. You're just full of... happiness. And this is something I like about you but also something making you vulnerable..."