58. Happy fucking valentines ( pt18 ) 🔞

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Kim placed a steaming bowl of noodles gently in front of Porchay. Both of them were clean now, fresh in new clothes...soft cotton shirts and loose pants.

"This is all I could find right now… Sorry" Kim mumbled, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

Porchay looked at the bowl, then up at Kim, and gave a soft smile tinged with sadness. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, chewing slowly.

Kim settled down across from him on the low table, folding his legs.

"So… How is it?" Kim said carefully, watching him.

Porchay swallowed and stared at the noodles for a moment. "Remember that day I made you eggs?" he asked softly.

Kim nodded, a tightness in his chest. How could he forget? That morning felt like a lifetime ago.

"I remember" he replied.

Porchay gave a hollow chuckle, the corners of his lips twitching. "It was the first time I wanted someone to stay for breakfast"

Kim’s throat tightened. "Porchay, I’m really sorry… for everything"

Porchay looked up, eyes glimmering but not crying. "Phi…Stop saying it, I’ve forgotten all the bad things" he murmured "I kept holding on to the good ones. It hurt less that way"

They ate quietly, occasionally glancing at each other, the silence more comforting than stifling.

Later, they sat on the bed, each on their own corner. Legs crossed, heads slightly bowed, shadows across their faces from the single lamp on the nightstand.

Kim finally took a deep breath.

"You know what I did" he began, his voice steady but low. "But you have to know why I did it first"

Porchay looked up, giving him his full attention.

Kim ran a hand through his hair. "I wasn’t supposed to fall for you. Hell, I couldn’t fall for you. You were Porsche’s brother and You were supposed to be a loose end, someone I had to watch, someone I had to keep distant"

"But then you smiled at me" he whispered, his eyes flickering to Porchay’s face. "And I forgot every reason why I shouldn’t. You waited for me like I mattered. You asked me questions like I was more than just WIK. You made me feel..normal."

Kim looked down at his hands, fists curling on his knees.

"I told myself it was just a mission. That I had to do for the family.… I ended up hurting you."

"So You are saying in starting I was just someone you needed for information right?"

Kim nodded.

"But I didn’t expect to fall in love with you" Kim admitted. "I did. So stupidly. So deeply. And by the time I realized it… I’d already ruined everything"

The words sat heavy in the room.

Porchay shifted, sliding slightly closer to the center of the bed. "And now?" he asked quietly.

Kim looked at him then..fully. "Now, I want to do everything differently. I don’t want to hide. I don’t want to hurt you again. If you let me… I want to stay"

Porchay reached across, placing his hand gently on Kim’s.

"I never wanted you to go" he whispered. "Even after everything. I just wanted the truth"

Kim closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them with raw honesty as he nodded "I’ll only give you the truth. And You need to know the whole truth… about why I left. Why I never said ‘I love you.’ Why I let you believe you didn’t matter"

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