Emotions

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After going to that place, khaotung decided to go home dragging First with him. And when they finally go back home First was still crying silently. Seating carefully on the bed not allowing his eyes to wander around, instead he just focused on his feet that hung over the edge, slightly sawing, trying to calm him down but it was no use. Khaotung was intimidating as hell.

"First." Khaotung called him.

And even First heard his name being sweetly called by Khaotung, First refuse to look into those deep dark orbs that was always sure to entrance him.

"Hey, why are you still being so quiet?"

Even when he heard the sadness lingering in Khaotung's sourly pouty face, First still wouldn't look away from the floor that become dizzy blur from under his feet.

"I love you."

First said he wouldn't look but he just couldn't help it upon hearing those word spoken to him.

First lips parted open, a small breath escaping them as he locked their eyes. Damn it, he knew he shouldn't have looked away, why did Khaotung who was always do bad things to him have to shine gorgeously? Why did have to wear a look as he was sorry and sad all the time, why did it hurts so much to see it?

First felt knotting around his throat, however in reality there was nothing really there.

And in those split seconds, First felt the world around him stop. Every bone in his body got froze, even Khaotung kiss him deeply First feels that he can't move.

First felt khaotung soft lips pressing on his own. Why did it hurts so much? Why did the perfectness of it hurt so damn bad? Why did something that was bad had to feel so good and at the sametime painful.

First stayed still, his hand rested slightly behind him on the mattress. His eyes was still open as he felt Khaotung's lips pressed to his own though he couldn't find a strength to kiss back.

"First, do you not love me?" First heard the calming voice of Khaotung. The boy had pulled their lips away and now rested his head down on his shoulder, hiding his own face.

First almost cried silently again to that. Making for Khaotung to pulled his head up off the shoulder. Their eyes, they locked once more. He brought his hand up to cuff First puffy cheeks just to wipe those tears keeps on falling.

Khaotung knows he keep flipping back and forth but damn hate to admit it but he felt lucky First always stay.

"Stop crying now you're only mine First and as i am to you. And if you left me i promise you that I'll kill you."