Crazy Camper || AGUST D

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Mee Soyi

"Soyi." His voice was low.

"I've become close with you faster than any of my other friends. Honestly, closer." I sway our hands.

His eyes were stuck on me.

I felt a lump in my throat. "Aish. I'm never going to see you again, am I?"

"You're the one running away." He speaks lowly, looking away.

It sounded like he was about to cry.

I swallow the painful lump again. "I guess..."

"You're the one that's going to leave me...."

"I-"

"Without telling me your real feelings."

I blink. "S-Suga."

"It's there, Soyi. I know there's something." He tightens his grip on my hands. "It's definitely not nothing."

I look down at our hands.

Do it.

Do it.

Soyi, just tell him.

"It's there." I laugh. "It's always been there."

I look up at him with a small smile. "It's also mixed with hate. But the feeling was always there."

His smile was bigger than ever.

"Can...Can I kiss you?"

He leans in and I put a finger on his lips.

"Only if you tell me you like me for more than my looks." I raise my eyebrows.

He chuckles and grabs my finger. "Oh, yes I do. I definitely do."

I pinch his sweater and pull him closer.

For the spark again.

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He actually slept with me tonight.

On the same bed.

No scarves.

"You're leaving." He states while caressing my hair.

"Soon. I have to."

"How much longer?"

"About 2 days."

He sighs and turns around with his back facing me.

"Suga, don't turn around." I smack his back.

"I have to get used to not seeing your face everyday." He mumbles.

"But Suga-"

"I also have to get used to not hearing your voice." He cuts me off.

I frown.

I scoot over and wrap my arms around his body. I rest my head on his back.

I let out one tear. ONLY ONE. I hate crying.

"Good night, Suga." My voice accidentally cracks.

Suga immediately turns around and embraces me. His hand runs through my hair and one on my back.

"Shhh. Ok, ok, I'm sorry. I'm not letting you leave like this." He kisses the top of my head. "Close your eyes."

I obey and I try to fall asleep.

The memories of us being together brought me in deep and the lump formed again.

From the day I saw him behind his camper. To the time I found him beside mine.

From the time he cooked outside to the time we got locked in his camper.

From the time he slept beside me to the time we went to the water.

From the time I had no feelings to the time I did.

I sob quietly and he hugs me tighter.

"I'm not letting go, darling. Shh..." He whispers.

This time, I'm actually happy he called me that.