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맘에는 구멍이 있어
그건 뭘로도 채우는
지금 가라앉는 인걸
네모난 바다 속에서
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There's a hole in my heart
Nothing can fill it up
I'm sinking right now
Inside a square ocean
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Lucas P.O.V

"I don't want to go. I don't want to see him. I need to stay, maybe I can fake an injury somehow. Yes! I'll jus-"

"Lucas, shut the fuck up," Kun shouted at me from across the room. He sleepily walked out into the living room while rubbing his tired eyes. I sighed loudly, and he gave me an annoyed expression. He sat down on the couch and looked up at me, "Why are you talking to yourself at 7:49 in the morning?"

I glanced down at him and nervously ran my fingers through my hair. "My manager told me a few days ago that I was going to have a photoshoot today. Yesterday, I was informed that the photoshoot was also going to include Jungwoo," I explained to him. He looked up at me with wide eyes and furrowed his eyebrows. I could tell that he was clearly pissed off by what I had just said.

He exhaled a sigh of frustration and stared at me with worry in his eyes. "If he tries to do something, I swear I will go over there and beat the living shit out of him. Just call me, and I will arrive in less than five minutes," he stated in a serious tone. I softly nodded at him and began to curve the ends of my mouth up into a small smile. He returned the smile and the two of us started to laugh.

I looked at the clock and saw that I only had a few more minutes before I had to leave. I put on my shoes and started to head towards the door.

"Good luck on the photoshoot!" Kun shouted as I stepped out of the apartment. As soon as I closed the door behind me, I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down

"You'll be fine, Lucas. You only have to see him one more time. Just distance yourself from him as much as you can," I whispered to myself. And with that, I made my way towards the designated location for the photoshoot.

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"Ok guys, so I want the two of you to get closer," the photographer instructed. I nervously glanced at Jungwoo and noticed that he was just blankly standing there. I nudged him with my elbow, and he finally looked up at me. The two of us awkwardly stepped closer towards each other and posed for the camera.

"Look more comfortable. Lucas, wrap your arm around Jungwoo," I heard one of the staff members say. I anxiously gulped, and I felt my heart begin to race. I slowly brought my arm up and wrapped it around Jungwoo's shoulders. The moment I touched him, he instantly stiffened up and stared at the floor with an empty expression.

"Stop making that face and just cooperate with me. You're being such a little shit, you know? I want this to end already, but you're making it difficult," I whispered. He looked up at me and sadly nodded his head.

"I-I'm sorry. I'll try my best," he replied. He put on a large smile on his face, and for a second, it actually looked very real. It suddenly reminded me off all the times when he would smile at me while the two of us were happily spending time with each other. I couldn't help but to change my sullen expression into a cheerful one.

"Yes! This is way much better! Keep it up," the photographer exclaimed. I tightened my grip around Jungwoo's shoulders as I felt myself longing for his touch. It had been a very long time since I felt the need to get closer to somebody. Jungwoo was the only person to ever evoke such emotions from me, but I knew that he didn't feel the same. He had made it very clear that he feels uncomfortable around me, so I was sure that he wasn't going to even try to lay a finger on me. I just wanted him to forget about everything that ever happened and to act like the bright person he once was, but it seems as if he hasn't experienced any true happiness in a while. I could tell because of his thin frame and the dark circles that had to be concealed with makeup. Every time he would post a picture on his social media, I could see the light in his eyes gradually becoming darker. His smiles would look meaningless, and his healthy figure was slowly diminishing.

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