The Prince First Love

Chapter 55

(Whos still breathing after watching the music video? Are you guys as shocked as me seeing the kiss where Mean looked like he wanted to Eat Plan? 😳 it's wow!)

"I hate you! I hate you so much! aahhhh!! I had a perfect life before,then- then you just suddenly disturb my silence and put my life into chaos! Who told you to make me fall in love with you huh?! I'm happy with my bubble you have to step in and squeezed yourself inside! Because of you, I have to go and live alone in a stranger place! I have to leave my family! I have to- I am so sad And you are here happily collecting women!? I hate you Tin!, I hate you!." Can's tear duct is spilling out as he bawls his eyes out. He is not just crying, he is full blown bawling. Like a little kid who hasn't get what he wanted in a toy store. Like a teenager who has his phone confiscated... And Tin saw his Can six years ago. His Can that the only happiness is food. His Can that doesn't really care about anything but his meal. The Can that he fell helplessly in love with. His Can that he loves so much. His Can that he can't move on.

He accepts the fists that landed all over his chest, his face, anywhere that Can can reach. All the pent-up anger, his frustrations, everything is wrapped on every punch and every hit. He deserves it all.

After awhile Can tiredly rest his head on Tin's chest. With shoulder's shaking violently. Tin just stayed still, unmoving. Letting Can do whatever he wants.

"And after all that, at the end of the day, I still realize that I still love you... So damn much that it hurts." Can say in a whisper.

Tin can feel his heart squeeze in pain and happiness. He is the one who is not worth Can. He is not the one who is not the right one. But even so, he can't help but still hold on to something that is like a lifeline. His lifeline.

In his life where everything was planned for him. Before he was born the path he is going to take was already lighted up for him to just walk on. On that road, Can is like a streetlight. A navigation, He can't walk straight without him, without his light... Without that sign that tells him where to go.

How can he be so self-righteous to just look at himself highly? To put himself in a pedestal where he is the only one standing? How can he blame the world other than himself instead of doing something to be happy?

He is hateful...

He is worthless. ...

Tin's arms snake around Can's body in a tentative manner. He cages him into a lost embrace until his arms slowly tightened up. Making sure that he is awake. That he is not dreaming.

"I'm sorry...

" I'm sorry...

The king no that a thousand sorry will never be enough in order to make Can trust him again. But he will never stop until he has it again. Until Can's unrestricted smile is back. Until he is full his again.

"I hate you..."

"I know..."

"You're despicable..."

"I'm sorry..."

"I hate you so much..."

"It's okay..."

"But I still love you..."

"It's alright because I love you too more than you'll ever know."

Can push Tin's body away before looking up with his red tear stained face but firm red eyes.
"Annoying King!." He suddenly pointed at Tin's face.

Tin wanted to laugh at that but the truth about it is on point. He pulled back Can as he rest his chin on the top of Can's head. "It's okay if you hate me because I hate myself even more but please understand that the thought of losing you made me lose myself, every time I sleep before is hell because you will be there... Waving goodbye and as the days...years past I'm so scared that the moment I saw you again I will not have to stop myself from wanting you... I don't have the face to show you any more, do you know that? But I have to be thick skinned because the opportunity of being with you is like another chance that thrown my way and if ever you hate me... If ever, in the end, I've learned that you move on, that you already have someone else... I don't think I can accept that." Tin pressed his face on Can's hair that smells like his own shampoo. Inhaling his scent that mix with the artificial smell.