Story # 10
It is already 12 o'clock in the midnight, but we are still awake.
We were talking about reality and there are tears coming out from his eyes.
"Hey. Don't cry." I said, wiping his tears from his cheek.
"Please. Please don't leave so I'll stop crying." He said.
There's nothing I can do, even if I wanted to stay. Even if I wanted to make this night last forever-- together with him. I want but I cannot.
"I cannot do anything about it." I said as I stare onto the white ceiling.
He turned his back and didn't stopped crying. What should I do?
"Listen. I will be back. I just need to go back there to finish all of the important things and I promise, I will be back for you." He didn't replied to what I have said, but I guess that will do.
All of the memories-- singing rock music during winter, drawing portraits of different scenes and even crying at night together-- all of those will reminisce in my mind until the time we shall meet again. Until the time I can see those twinkling eyes, pointy nose and pinkish lips again. Until the time I can see his childish smile.
"When is your flight again?" Finally, he faced me.
"Later. Four o'clock." I said.
Then he started crying again.
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A/N:
Okay. So this short story might be literally short, but I am glad to share that this scene was inspired from NCT Dream-- specifically Chenle (So what? We hot, we young! xD) Lol! HAHAHA!!
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