Goodbye, Summer. {Kyungsoo Fanfic}

Goodbye, Summer. {Kyungsoo Fanfic} by Greyyy

"Summer is over... and so is our affair."

Do Kyungsoo {EXO} Fanfic.

Date Started & Finished: August 11, 2013

{A/N} Hi guys, so... I posted this fic in AFF few months ago so it is written in English. If there are mistakes and wrong grammars in this fic, I'm sorry, okay? 

WARNING: Super duper mega ultra fluffy story ahead. You might puke after reading. Lol~

P.S. Dedicated to Nie because Kyungie loves her so damn much~ 

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I’m so afraid to touch her hand. So afraid I might break when the time comes that I should let go. So afraid I might die without her soft hand in my palm. 

But not taking the risk is more painful. 

And so I did. I held her hand, erased all the thoughts I had in my mind a while ago. I pretended that I managed to stop the clock from running its two arms on numbers that we all call ‘time’. 

“Summer is over.” She said, “And so is our affair.” 

Calling it an ‘affair’ stabbed my already broken heart so many times. I can’t afford to call it that but what she said also makes sense—if it isn’t an affair… what else should we call it? 

“This may be forbidden, but it is still love.” I retort. 

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“I don’t want to live like this forever. I don’t want to hide any longer. I—I don’t know how to live like this, Kyungsoo.” She spit out all the words. She cried like she’s taking not enough air causing her chest to rise and fall in an irregular manner. 

“I—” 

I tried to answer her but my throat is dry, unable to make any words or even sounds. I feel like I’ve been banned to speak. However, I have to reply. I have to at least make her feel at ease… even though at this moment I know that it isn’t possible. 

“I—I can teach you. W-We can live far away from here. Far away from them.” I decided to speak. 

Surprisingly, she laughed—a bitter laugh—a fake one. Still, her rosy cheeks are coated with tears and every god knows how I wanted to run my fingers on them, stroke them and kiss them. But I’m glued… here on the ground. I can’t walk. I can’t do anything towards her. I’m feeling weak.