my spartace and kwangmong heart:'

REPLACE PT.3

hehe, sry for the slight cliffhanger~ enjoy^^
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"Well, I proposed to her," Jongkook said with a voice laced with pride yet anxiousness. "And... She said yes."

Kwangsoo wanted to scream. He wanted to ask so many questions. It was too soon, Noona, why didn't you wait for me? What about the fans? What about the show? What about me?

Muttering a quick congratulations, he swiftly ducked Jongkook's headlock and rushed out of Jongkook's house. He heard some noises as he left, but ignored them as he raced to his sleek silver car which had been parked outside. Taking long strides as his eyes rapidly blinked, he made sure there was no one around to see him in his currently fragile state.

Kwangsoo made his way to the car parked at the side of the road, giving a quick glance at the car plate number.

1997? Nah, I probably saw wrong.

Strangely, the car looked a little different than he remembered, but maybe it was just the blurry vision. He swiftly flung the door open, and slipped on the smooth leather seat.

He could hear his clothes fabric rub against the leather. In any other situation if this had happened, Kwangsoo would've let out a frustrating groan at the unwanted sound, yet this time, he somehow found the sound comforting.

Finally, once safe in his car, the lanky man broke down in his depression.

The tears flowed unchecked down his cheeks and dripped from his pointy chin. He was too miserable to wail, he just stood there as still as a statue while the magnitude of his heartbreak swept over him.

For a while, Kwangsoo stayed on his seat, just basking in his emptiness. He had once again, gave himself false hope that he would be able to deal with heartbreak. It had once seemed so easy, "just block her out from your life and forth she exists!", Jaesuk once told him when he had broken up with his ex. Then, he wasn't as in love as he was now. Now, it was different. It was Song Jihyo.

Being with his Noona made him so happy. It felt like angels had specially came down to earth to sing to him. It was so sweet and addictive, like an obsession with something you knew at the back of your head didn't actually exist, yet you couldn't help yourself to simply have one more taste of the heaven.

Every smile she gave, every wink she sent made countless butterflies stir in his stomach. Every giggle and laugh made his heart falter, as he stared, mesmerized by his Noona's amazing personality.

Unconsciously, Kwangsoo let out a bitter smile when he imagined her captivating grin.

His smile disappeared when he remembered how Jihyo's brightest smiles only appeared when her boyfriend was beside her.

"Aish, why am I like this?" He muttered softly to himself, hanging his head. His mind was already drifting off, and his eyelids closed. He was tired. He wanted to go to sleep and wake up all over again, and pretend nothing had happened.

Kwangsoo, you're perfect, just the way you are. You don't have to change or beat yourself up just because of an unrequited love.

A familiar yet unrecognizable gentle voice drifted in Kwangsoo's ears.

Trust me, Kwangsoo. You're really a great person, I'm sure your Noona saw that in you too. It isn't your fault she simply fell in love with another guy.

Kwangsoo snapped out of his thoughts as he heard a voice. The voice was soft just like his Noona, yet was strangely calming. He then felt the sides of his cheeks. They were damp, but Kwangsoo couldn't remember crying.

It's okay to cry, okay? Sometimes you'll need some time to accept what your mind already knows.

That's right. Maybe it was just all his fault for letting himself stroke his desire for his Noona, letting his desire grow into a monster that was about to consume him.

Maybe it was just bad luck. After all, he was known for having the worst luck ever.

Your time will come, listen to me, okay? Time heals all wounds, you just have to let your heart open up and realize your Noona's happiness and you will feel happy knowing you've loved her the best you can.

Kwangsoo was about to nod, before he realized he was talking to thin air.

Or was he?

A thought that had been nagging his mind since the start suddenly became clearer, and Kwangsoo quickly turned around.

Fck, you were here?!"

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