Sehuns sleep was interrupted by soft fingers around his hair line. Savouring the sensation, the young man sighed contently as he opening his eyes a tad to be meet with this mum.
"Mum?". He mumbled as he shift slightly. Sitting on the side of the mattress by her son's head, Sehun's mother has a warm comforting expression as she played with his hairline.
"Your father is happy with you" she said in a hushed voice "And neither am I"
Guilt filled Sehun at the affection and he mumbled and Ernest 'sorry' before looking up at his mother. His eyes still red from crying and vomiting.
"Oh Sehun" his mother began, "What happened, talk to me"
"I-"
Sehun swallowed the lump in his throat as he struggled to convey his feelings. Scared what might escape his mouth.
"Is it something to do with Kyungsoo?"
"How did you-" Sehun said to quickly already providing the answer. Sehun sighed, emotionally exhausted and he closed his eyes, basking in the warmth.
"He's gay, but he has a boyfriend and... And"
"You like him? You like Kyungsoo?"
I don't like him. I love him. He's... He's
"Yes. More than anything"
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어떤 사람 || Someone
FanfictionI've found him I've found that someone But he belongs to someone else [Spin-off from my fanfic 그리고 메이크업 || And Make Up]
