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Lose you to Love me-Part 2:After the Silence

You promised the world and I fell for it
I put you first and you adored it
Set fires to my forest
And you let it burn

Taesan

2 months.

It had been 2 months since they last met.

Since they last spoke.

Since Taesan asked Leehan to "set him free". 

Taesan asked Leehan to go back to how it was .He didn't want to end it.

He never did.

Now, he was somewhere in the middle of the parking lot, across from a cafe in the rain.

The rain was relentless, drumming against the roof of the car like a thousand tiny drums demanding attention. Taesan leaned against the hood, his body soaked through, hair plastered to his forehead, water streaming down his sculpted face. He looked impossibly handsome—sharp jawline clenched tight, storm-dark eyes burning with a mix of fury and sorrow, lips parted as if on the verge of speaking truths too painful to hold inside.

The music blasted from the speakers, the lyrics raw and perfect, echoing everything he was feeling but couldn't say. You promised the world and I fell for it. Taesan's voice was low, barely a growl as he muttered into the rain, "I did. I gave you everything. I put you first, and you just... adored the idea of me, not me." His hands clenched into fists, nails digging into the wet metal beneath him. "Set fires to my forest... and you just watched it burn."

Thunder rolled overhead, but it was nothing compared to the storm raging inside his chest. He swallowed hard. "I saw the signs. I ignored them because I wanted to believe it.Believe that the love was still there." His voice broke. "But you got off on hurting me. When it wasn't yours to give."

Every word felt like a punch. The chorus swelled, his thoughts spinning with it—I needed to lose you to find me. But the truth was darker. Losing Leehan wasn't finding himself; it was losing himself. The boy he was had been swallowed whole by the love he gave so blindly.

"I needed to hate you to love me?" He scoffed, shaking his head. "I need to forget you to even try.And i still can't."

"I can't even blink without thinking of you.I can't even live anymore."He screamed.

His breath fogged in the cold air, rain running down his face like tears he refused to shed. The song faded, and silence wrapped around him — except for the pounding of his own heart.

He would get sick .Sure.Maybe it would lessen the pain in his heart .Maybe the pain would make him forget about Leehan for awhile.

Maybe if he didn't care much it would end him.Because now even death seems better than being without Leehan.

Leehan

Inside the cozy warmth of the café, the rain pattered softly against the windows, blurring the world outside. Leehan watched Taesan's silhouette through the fogged glass — drenched, defiant, a storm in human form. The same song played softly from the speakers above, every lyric a cruel echo of their shared past.

You promised the world and I fell for it.

Leehan's chest tightened. He knew. He had seen everything Taesan gave — the nights stayed up waiting, the trust, the vulnerability. I know you did.

He pressed a palm to the cool glass, tracing the blurry outline of Taesan's face, the pain etched in every line. I adored you too. Maybe too much.

The song moved on.

Set fires to my forest and you let it burn.

The words cut him deeply. "I never wanted to be the one who hurt you." His voice was barely a whisper, carried away by the rain. I was reckless, I was selfish, and now I'm paying the price.

Leehan's eyes glistened with unshed tears. He wished he could cross the divide between the warm light inside and the storm outside, to reach out and tell Taesan all the things he'd never found the courage to say.

We'd always go into it blindly.
He swallowed the lump in his throat. Maybe we had to lose each other. Maybe losing you was how I found myself.

He lingered there, watching the boy who had once been everything to him—wounded, angry, and beautiful in his pain.

But he couldn't deny it.He couldn't deny he still loved Taesan.

He was lost.

Lost cause of the meaningless fight they had,not realising those were what it means to converse with one another to build relation.

"Leehan could you please take the order from table 3?" He heard .

Rain kept falling, relentless and unforgiving, washing the world clean yet somehow never quite enough to wash away the memories. Taesan, drenched and wild with fury and heartache, was a tempest of raw emotion. Leehan, wrapped in warmth but breaking inside, was the quiet calm, watching from behind glass and silence.

Neither could reach the other, but in the shared song, in the aching song and the pouring rain, they found a fragile connection — a thread of something that might one day pull them back.

Taesan lifted his head to the sky, eyes closed, feeling the rain wash over him, over the mistakes and the pain.

Leehan stepped back from the window, heart pounding, but still held by the storm he couldn't escape.