jungwoo sat at his desk with a notepad and a pen, scribbling his thoughts. hearts were scattered around the page, and a few smiles. but mainly grey clouds and rough pen marks.
he put his head onto the table, closing his eyes for a few minutes. he could hear lucas making their lunch downstairs. he took the polaroid of him and lucas in his hands and stared at it adoringly.
he dragged his thumb across their faces with a smile. he suddenly snapped back into reality, putting the polaroid down and staring at his hands instead.
i like lucas
he thought to himself
what way?
he asked
i love lucas.
"jungwoo!" lucas' voice rang out, "food is ready," he said softly, running his hands through jungwoo's hair.
"h-huh?"
"you were asleep," lucas smiled as jungwoo sat up tiredly.
"o-oh.. i dont remember falling asleep," he yawned, taking lucas' hand and standing up.
lucas laughed, shaking his head, "you can finish your little nap once you've eaten if you'd like."
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jungwoo had finished eating, and the two were sat watching tv at different ends of the sofa. lucas could notice a tension but he didnt say anything.
until he heard jungwoo crying.
"woo, whats up?" he asked, moving closer to jungwoo and putting his hand on his shoulder.
"n-nothing... im fine," he said, using his hoodie sleeves to wipe his face, "really."
lucas shook his head, taking jungwoo's hand. jungwoo flinched, which confused the boy.
"you're not.." lucas frowned, "come on.. you have to tell me,"
jungwoo moved his hand slowly away from lucas and shook his head again, "why do i have to tell you.."
lucas tilted his head, "because im your therapist, woo."
jungwoo took a deep breath before sitting up straight and turning his whole body to face lucas.
"lucas.. i dont want you to be my therapist." jungwoo said, not hesitating. lucas looked at him, confused but wanting to know what he meant.
"what do you mean? you dont need me anymore?" he frowned.
"n-no," jungwoo laughed sadly, "i need you.. a-alot."
lucas smiled back at him. the older boy let his legs wrap around the younger.
"what do you mean then? you dont like the term 'therapist'?"
jungwoo shook his head, putting his hands on lucas's knees, "god, you're so dumb."
"huh?"
"lucas.."
"yeah?"
jungwoo took a deep breath before taking lucas' hands in his own.
"lucas, i like you."
lucas' frown grew into a small smile, as he nodded softly.
