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EPIPHANY -
While hyung went first to wash his face, I sat down on the sofa in our simple but absolutely beautiful living room as I thought about some things I had to get through myself.
I never thought twelve months ago that just some months later, I would be able to confess to hyung. I never even thought that I had these feelings for him. But I was whipped. Whipped as fuck. I would be a great liar to keep saying I didn't love him. He was way too adorable.
But I was so thankful for her help. She helped me a lot.
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**Flashback**
I felt like shit. I didn't feel like eating. I couldn't get the courage to visit him at the hospital, I was too scared to feel those things, the butterflies again. I couldn't be homosexual. No. That shit would be way too much. But what kind of straight dude can't take his eyes of his bestfriend who is also a male's body? And he gets flustered, mad and can't stop thinking about it?
With four days passing by, I slowly started to grow impatient and get mad at every living thing. I had been staying at home, grumbling over my whole damn situation and I just couldn't come to a conclusion and it just frustrated me. Hyung's body on repeat in mind, brain cells awfully disgusted, body in complete please and my whole existence wrecked.
I needed to find a way out of my own thoughts. So I took my new phone and called the first number to come up.
{ [mika]
"hoseok" }
[hello?]
I kept hesitating and doubting my feelings and just, I was scared of disgusting her.
