ANOTHER man walked up to me. i had no idea of who he was, but i did not like the way he licked his lips. "what we got 'ere, gguk?" he jerks a head at you, who tensed up at the man's presence. "cake delivery, kyuguk. not your business," he answers tight-lipped.
"such a pretty girl - sure she ain't yer toy?" the man whom i assume to be his brother replies. "no," you says, surprisingly still calm. "then mind if i have her?" this kyuguk guy says, at which you walk around me to him...
and give him a huge uppercut across his jaw.
i gape at the sudden act of violence from you - you were always so gentle and kind. was it the alcohol that got to your head?
kyuguk glares at you with such hatred that i have never seen before in anyone, and turns a longing look at me, me, before sauntering away, whilst holding his cheek.
"let's go," you said to me, and i obey, not wanting to oppose you, not right now.
why were you so controlling?
YOU ARE READING
THE SALT OF HER TEARS.
Fanfiction❝ he could taste the salt of her tears. ❞ 【 jeon jeongguk short story 】 ✓ completed ° ©himisake 2019
