To be honest, the cold rain didn't even win against how cold and painful my heart is right now. To say I'm pathetic to cry for my own best friend happiness is probably the right answer of the whole time.Why am I sobbing when I can smile to him and congrats him saying I am proud of you because after all this year you finally did it! You one brave boy, Baek ah!
But it seems like that was the very biggest lie I'd told to him--or rather to myself. Looking up to the sky that was pouring rain, I cursed. I'm the one who always been there for him but instead being push aside like some distraction I am. For once, Taylor Swift song matched my situasion right now.
I try to cheer myself, telling myself that letting go is the best but I have always like; or love whatever that stupid word-- with Baekhyun. So it seems impossible by the nearest time. So, telling myself to endure it more likely the best. I smile, reassuring myself over and over again. But, seems like the sky is crying with me and thinking the very child-like imagination, I cry again.
"..and here you are saying you will never shed tears if someday Baekhyun finally did it." A very familiar voice startled me in my mid of distress. He sounded cold, and emotionless; he sounded angry.
"Park Chanyeol." I manage to utter with croaky voice. I don't even have the power to speak a word anymore. Chanyeol is holding an umbrella while gazing coldly at me. Ah, I know what you're thinking Yeol.
"I probably look stupid right now, right Yeol? Yeah, I know right. I guess words are just mere words. Now, go on laugh at me like you said you would." I try to grin but it turns to be a sad grimace instead. Expecting none, my tears fall again. The pain was too much to handle. I laugh at myself for looking pathetic and weak, infront of Chanyeol even. Guess Chanyeol managed to saw me looking extremely weak and wasn't the normal Rian anymore.
To my surprise, I heard no laughter, or even a sound of smirk coming from him. All the time he just stay in silent making me confused at him. Ah, maybe he was enjoying seeing me looking fragile now. Guess you win then, Yeol. I tilt my head to take a look at him making myself more pathetic enough but stop when I saw Chanyeol was literally just staring at me. It was unreadable, like I said emotionless even and that very cold daggers he sending me is something rare. Chanyeol was mad, he was extremely and frustratingly mad.
"..yeah, I'm sorry if you're mad at me. I tried to stop myself you know, but it was.. do you think it was really that easy?! If I am not deeply inlove with him maybe I could but no-- no I can't.. it's painful Yeol ah.. do you ever feel it before?..it was-"
I was stop in my mid words when I was pull suddenly to his embrace. His arms. I was paralyzed but sudden. Chanyeol, it was ever the first time he feel so tense and angry. He wrap me securely in his arms and hushing me to calm down and shush. You stupid, it makes me wanna cry more because the more unbearable painful was striking me. In your arms, I feel like letting it all go.
"Stop blabbering about stupid things when you are already stupid enough. Cry now, and don't stop if you ever wanna cry again. Let it all out, I'm here.." Chanyeol whisper softly to my ears as I shut tight my eyes. That's it, Yeol. You asked for it. I grip his blazer and cry as much as I want to in his arms while he keep holding me, and soothe me even to let it out all.
That moment I thought, because first love is beautiful, a first love is a flower.Blooming widely when spring come.Dazzling like a flower. Like a young child, a first love is inexperienced, because you can’t unconditionally give and take love..
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FanfictionTo love is to learn and to learn is finally to feel and to feel is finally to fall but to fall is finally to let go. "..love isn't just about action or words. It was a decision of yours to think logically what will happen and how will it go.. I know...