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셋째 ;; setjae

kunpimook yawned, opening his eyes letting them to adjust to the little amount of light there was in the room. he quickly whipped his head around the place. calming down at the sight of yugyeom sleeping next to him, a small distance between them.

a smile crept its way to kunpimook's lips as he brought his hand up, ghosting along yugyeom's face with the back of his hand. how can someone so cruel look so absolutely beautiful while sleeping? to that the thai male had no idea how to answer his own question.

he was used to it though, that the tall maknae was a bastard with a cold heart, but kunpimook still loved him. he fell in love with the male, who was nothing but, harsh words and abusive sex that sometimes left kunpimook full of bruises and with a pain so awful that he wouldn't be able to walk for a while.

it had been like ever since their tour started. couple months ago all of this started and everyday kunpimook fell in love with the idea of yugyeom. his heart hurt when he saw the taller be so kind around fans during the days and so ruthless in the night. yugyeom even was kind around hyungs, occasionally letting his evil maknae side show too.

but, with kunpimook yugyeom wasn't gentle nor loving, or even the smallest bit of kind. he was downright mean and said many things, did things that hurt the thai male so deeply.

everyone thought they were best friends, that they cared for each other. but they were so wrong. only kunpimook cared. yugyeom didn't. and that's how things should always be. that's how they've been ever since they met.

kunpimook heard a yawn, making him take his hand back quickly, just when yugyeom opened his eyes. "what are you doing?" the taller questioned.

"n-nothing. you just.. h-had hair in your face," the older mumbled, sitting up and wincing. his body ached from last night as he carefully got out of the bed. "sure..," yugyeom mumbled and turned, closing his eyes again.

kunpimook wanted to cry. he needed to breath, his thoughts being clouded with yugyeom. he hurried off to the bathroom, turning on the shower and letting the tears fall. sobbing uncontrollably under the warm water.

he hates yugyeom. he hates himself for falling for him. he didn't want to love him. because he knew he was just being used for sex.