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Chapter 31

Song - Breathe

“ Chapter 31 - Past ”

*Tzuyu's Pov*

Open the goddamn door, Tzuyu.

Get lost.

Mingyu and I bicker for the longest time, my anger and sadness long forgotten in our bickering.

Basically, after I left to go home, that bastard didn't follow me and went to school then after school ended, came to my house where I was sick of crying and fell asleep. Woke up from his knocking on the door and he was shouting for me to open it.

My sleep being broken by him, I became sulky and we started bickering.

Goddamn, Chou Tzuyu! He yells my name before the knockings and the shouts stops.

Did he leave? I questioned myself, getting up from the floor and slightly opening the door to peak outside when someone barged inside.

You knew this would happen.

I knew.

EXACTLY!

KIM MINGYU! I shouted at the boy who just barged inside my house and closed the fucking door before dragging me upstairs to my room.

The whole house filled with utter silence, making me super uncomfortable.

I took my hand out of his grip before popping down on the bed, laying my head on the bed rest before keeping my legs on the bed too, my hands folding across my chest as I glared at Mingyu.

Don't look at me like that! He groans, sitting beside me, making the bed dip on the other side as I faced the opposite side, so, I can't see him pout and forgive him easily.

I'll tell you. I stiffened, my head turning towards him.

I am t-telling you. He breathes the words out as if he couldn't breathe before I face my body towards him.

I don't know from where should I begin... He trails off, his lips quivering in the process.

Do something.

What?

Take his fear away!

HOW?!

JUST FUCKING DO IT!

I closed the distance between us, planting my lips on his to stop them from quivering before leaning back.

Darkness covered his eyes before he leaned towards me and his lips met mine.

The feeling of his lips on mine was itself magical. Hypnotising me as his teeth bites my lower lip, his tongue trailing my insides.

Too much.

Too much.

With that thought, I pulled away, my heart racing faster than I thought it should. I am so going crazy because of this guy.

Speak. I grabbed his hand and placed it on my lap, holding onto his hand as if my life depended on it as he stared at me and visibly gulped.

Begin from the start. He nods at my statement and takes a long breath before his mouth finally opens as I braced myself for what was to come.

I saw my sister dying. It traumatized me. I had nightmares every fucking day and my parents didn't know. I squeezed his hand, taking in the information.