You felt your stomach churns, your feet wobbles and your heart squeezed. Seeing the guy you always loved but cannot be yours, fell on his knees as he looked down.
You saw what happened. But you couldn't think which pains you more: seeing him in pain or knowing how he loved her with the pain in his face.
Finally, your feet move on its own. Slowly approaching, you scooped him in your arms from behind with no hesitation. He flinched.
"(First Name)?" He could tell it was your scent, you always wear (smell) scent. He noticed that but not your feelings. "What are you doing here?" His voice cracked, same as what you heard from your heart. Crack
"I'm here" always been
He burst in tears as he ducked to cover his face while your arms around his shoulder, hugging him from behind. A distraught frown formed on your lips.
"Let it out" you whispered, as his cry worsened.
Soon, his cry stopped but replaced with hiccups as he wiped his tears. His cheeks flared up to the realization of knowing that you saw him cry for the first. But you shook your head, reading his mind. "It's fine, I won't tell anyone" you reassured.
He smiled and nodded.
But before he could turn and leave. You steal this opportunity. You tiptoe as you kissed his lips softly, completely shocking him but he didn't move.
"I'm here for you" you smiled.
No matter how painful it is to me, I'm here for you.
