[mark lee:]
and I saw him sitting on a swing, staring off into space with a sad and broken look in his eye.
I couldnt stand my broken boy to be sad.
Especially because it was me who upset him.
"Hey," I said, sitting down next to him.
"...hi," he replied, taking a shaky breath.
"Can we talk? Please hyuck? I had no idea-" I said, my eyes welling with tears and I looked over towards him.
"Sure, I have nothing else to lose at this point." He exhaled,
"Coffee?" He added
"I guess, let's go."
♡
The walk was quiet, full of tension and I was actually uncomfortable. So- rather brazen, I grabbed his hand in mine.
"I-"
YOU ARE READING
-pretty ♡ ✔
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