18 reasons why (him) ↬ l.dh

8. almost my queen

i've been waiting for hours until the door swung open as you entered your house.

finally you're here.

i stood up from my seat and welcomed you a tight hug.

"you made me worry, where have you been?" i asked in the middle of the hug and looked at your eyes, they're puffy, you looked furious.

but something struck my heart hardly when i waited for you to hug back but you never did.

"i-i was with mark, don't worry anymore." your only answer.

"mark?" i was a bit surprised but when i remembered that mark hyung messaged me about this, all i can do is to sigh and hug back, a longer one.

i sobbed, crying on your shoulders. i'm sorry.

i felt your arms wrapped around my waist and it made me feel comforted. but i just wish a hug can fix this.

"why?" you asked.

"i'm-i'm sorry, y/n."

how many times did i said sorry to you in my mind? because this is just an addition to thise, i'm sorry, you shouldn't have wasted tears for me, i should have be there for you, i shouldn't have be the reason to cry about.

"it's okay hyuck, our relationship wouldn't last forever though."

i know.

"don't say that, you know i always love you and i know you love me too, if somi has something to do with this then i'll do everything just to break up with her and be with you, forever."

and i lied in there. i can't be with you forever.

i heard a sigh from you before pulling of the hug and wiping out my tears.

"what you call forever does not exist, hyuck, only eternal do." you, you just said that. and i wish that's true.

i just wish.

"then i love you and will love you eternally." closing my eyes shut, i held your hands and kissed them, only to feel better towards this.

"then show me your love, kiss me like indelibly."

and that is what i'm longing to hear from you. hug isn't enough, kisses do. thanks for your permission.

i never let go of your lips as i pushes and pins you on the wall behind you.

kissing you passionately, this would be the last. showing you the love, kissing you like what you've said, indelibly. that'll last forever, no, eternally.

"are you drunk?" you asked between kisses.

a smirk crept on my lips and went back on its work, not answering your question.

"ugh tastes like liquor." you added.