Nobody's hero. //KTH AU.//

12.

After I was done, I felt his embrace weakening as he backed away, "I'm sorry." I muttered as I wiped off my face. "For your shirt." I pointed at the spot where the shirt was wet now, because of the tears and I can't help but feel ashamed of myself.

"Don't worry about it." He shrugged it off and sat down beside me, again facing the view in front of us, it wasn't something too special, there were dense trees, and they looked more denser in dark, it was something that never creep-ed me out although they did look like a scene from a horror movie where a little girl in white would suddenly creep out from behind one of the trees and scare the shit out of you. But there was something about it that felt like peace, maybe the quietness, or the isolated feeling surrounding this place, the odor of grass and wet sand was something that calmed me down. These were some of the many reasons I liked this place.

"I miss my parents, sometimes." I heard him sigh as I looked at him at this sudden confession.

"But you said they were never with you, where are they?" I asked too confused with everything right now.

"They're too busy with their jobs, I miss them because I want to feel that love of a parent to a child. I never experienced something like that." There was a smile on his face but it wasn't a happy one, it had regret, sadness and envy written all over. I had no answer to this, he was like an open book to me all of a sudden and it was weird at how nice he was being to me so suddenly.

"My mom wants divorce but my dad, he's confused. This makes me rethink if love even exists or not, I thought they loved each other but watching them like this, I feel like it wasn't love, just some affection for a little while." I spoke, after a few minutes of silence that made me hear the noises of the insects that were there in that abandoned park, thankfully I was never really scared by them, and they never really bothered me too.

"My parents are too busy to love each other, their marriage seems like just another contract to them. I never saw love between them, fuck it, I know love doesn't exist. It's not l.o.v.e it's all just l.u.s.t. trust me on this one." He explained, while raising his eyebrows a little and I can't help but think that he looked cute this way. But I had to snap out of it, because he was someone who I hated and this was something that I didn't expect to happen and I need to stop again.

"Why are we talking so normally?" I asked, still stunned by everything, his every action since the past minutes.

"Because you are too annoying when you cry, and I had to stop you. Plus I can't look at someone who look so ugly while crying, it hurts my poor eyes." He spoke and I swear I saw a smirk on his lips, but he quickly covered it up with the same old bored expression.

All I could do was stare at him with my jaw literally fallen on the ground at his statement. How dare this guy say these rude stuff about me? I am nowhere near annoying and I do not look ugly while crying.

"At least I'm annoying and ugly in some situations, you're annoying and ugly all the time, do you even realize how hard it is for me to handle it all?" I fired back, but he only smiled, or smirked or maybe both, who knows, who cares. This guy knows he's nowhere near ugly and it was something that annoyed me more.

"Whatever floats your boat, at least you're not crying now." He muttered as he faced me again, but there was something in his eyes, there was a shine in them, they weren't the usual shade of brown but they looked darker because of that twinkle over them. Or maybe they were always like that, maybe I never noticed?

"You're weird." I spoke as a unusual shudder ran down my spine at the awkward situation that I only now realized, my shoulder slightly touched his, making me more uncomfortable but I did forget that my life was at its worst point right now.

"Says the one who is a creep that stares at people." He shrugged, saying as if he had eyes on the side of his head, I can never be so sure, he sure as hell is a weirdo, maybe he does have them.

"I'm not staring! I'm just observing. There's a difference." I explained, waving my hands in the air, I was indeed offended.

"Really? What were you observing? My handsomely sculptured face?"

"Handsomely what? Aren't you a little too full of yourself?"

"Not my words, all the girl don't drool over this for no reason." He stated, making a circle in the air over his face, a smirk plastered on his ugly face. How can he even? Good god!

"They're blind." I shrugged. And thankfully he didn't reply, didn't utter a single word and it freaked me out as I looked at him, who was already staring back at me. The twinkle in his eyes was gone, instead they were a more darker shade now, darker than they really were. And he was too close, maybe a little closer than he was before. And I did forget what breathing was, but he never stopped, he leaned in, and kept on moving closer, and suddenly I had no idea what was going on with me. I had no idea what to do.

His eyes moved from my eyes to my lips, as if asking for something, I copied him but I had no intention of coming any more closer than we already were, this was all too much for me. His lips, god, his lips were the most perfect shade of pink, they were perfectly shaped and beautiful, if that is even a way to describe it. He had big eyes, making them look more appealing and had the most perfect shade of brown I had ever seen. And his hair, they were practically inviting me to touch them, to feel how soft they were. And I didn't know what to do next, to kiss him first, or feel him so close to me.

His eyes fluttered, but never closed them fully, as if he wanted to see what was coming and he did.

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Oh well, that escalated quickly lmao.

What are your thoughts on this?

Btw I'm writing a park jimin short story and I'll post it soon since I'll be having my summer vacations too.