Johnyong "What Is This Feeling?"

It's YOU...

Taeyong

It's not Johnny.

This guy isn't even a friend of mine.

"What are you doing here?" I hiss at him.

"Aww, Taeyongie isn't going to greet me with a kiss?" He teases me, I really don't want to see him.

  "What are you doing here either ways?" I ask him angrily, I don't want to play any games with him at all.

"Taeyong, I was serious with you.  I won't let you go." He says in a deep rough voice. I almost give into him again. He was the one that ruled my heart only months prior.

Jaehyun can be the most charming guy you ever meet.

  "I don't want you anymore. Please leave me alone already!" I scream at him, before he has the chance to touch me with his trembling fingers.

  "Idiot! Can't you see how much I need you?! You are the reason why I moved here." He tells at me and grabs my hands. Jaehyun is forcing me inside, and I'm not really strong enough to stop him. He pushes me on top of the couch

This is the reason why I broke up with him.

He is very possessive.

He had no compassion towards my feelings. He only thinks about himself.

He's so careless.

"Let go! Let go of me! Leave! Leave! GOOO!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

Footsteps are being heard from outside my door and I try lifting my head up. My vision suddenly starts to blur. But I can still see the slim figures of my two neighbors. Lucas and Kun are taking Jaehyun off from me, and they shut my door close after they leave. Then everyone goes dark.

Johnny

My backpack is ready and my room is left clean. Oh, I am ready to go meet my TY. I hope he doesn't feel uncomfortable with my presence once I'm there.

  I should buy him a gift from deep my heart as a sign of great thanks, for letting me live under his roof.

I start entering this small gift shop in the curve of a lonely street. Sadly only carrying 10 dollars in my wallet What could I buy him with that?! Hurriedly, I walk through the isle full of treats and jewelry. Until I meet a pair of fluffy socks. The socks had three colors, baby blue, black, and yellow in stripes. They are unique, I feel so indecisive about them now.

  Something at the back of the shop caught my attention. I made my way there and lifted the delicate piece of cloth. It was made in France, the cloth feels so soft and smooth. Taeyong would love something like this. Turning the cloth around I trace it's texture with my index finger.

Letters are written in sewed string onto the cloth. The letters seem to be separated by an addition sign? Yeah, it's a plus sign. The equation is surrounded by a heart. I try reading the letters. But they are not fully made and they seem malnourished.

  "Anything you need help in, sir?" Asked the employee named, Jungwoo.

"Hmm, are you able to know what this says?" I ask him in the politest way possible.

"This is a very ancient manuscript. People that have studied this language before say that the letters represent two people that fell in love with each other. They loved each other so much that they never let go. Their names were Youngho and Taeyong." He told me in a dreamy gaze. I am so shocked that I can't even move. Those to guys have the same names as Taeyong and I.

Oh

My

Go-"Taeyong made Youngho this for their 10th anniversary. They were a happy married couple. Before that day though, Taeyong's parents discovered the prohibit love affair between the two. They sent him to America and he never came back. People believed that Taeyong made himself a new life, but his friends say that Taeyong died alone and depressed." Jungwoo let out a sad sigh.

I can feel the tears trying to come out.

"Taeyong left this piece of art here." Jungwoo points towards the cloth in my hands.

  "He did not have time to take his stuff when he left. But his design is left somewhere here too." I read the letters again and imagine the beauty of them.

"I want to see it, the design. Is it okay?" I ask cautiously because this story is sad and meaningful. It DESRVES respect!

"Yes, yes, let me bring it!" Jungwoo exclaims and barges through the back doors of the shop.

To be continued...