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Under the moon

"Hey, come on." Zico gently rested my head on his chest and stroked my hair.

For the first time ever he felt like a brother to me. Not like a pervert or a psycho.

I never knew he would be that different in situations like this.

But right at this thought he came up with something, that only he could say..

"Lets go camping."

"..." "You heard me?" "...are you serious..." I looked up to him with a confused expression.

"Camping?.. and where? ITS WINTER!" "Ah, right right, hehe." He smiled a bit but he surely was embarassed.

"Then how about.. we go to a secret place?" "Where is this at?" "Well, thats what I need to figure out.." "Oh Zico." Eventhough I didnt want to laugh, I did.

He seemed to enjoy it.

"Wow." "What?" "You are easy to amuse."

"No its just.. that Im sad." My smile turned into a serious face.

"Forget him." "I cant, its not that easy man.." "Try to only think of me." Again I looked up to him.

"You love yourself too much."

After a few momentw I noticed his arms around my waist, his hands that were holding my butt and his big neck. That gave me shivers.

"Whats wrong?" He asked.

"I.." I had no saliva.

"I .. dont know.. I.." "Are you nervous?" Nervous? We were sitting in the snow, his ass was wet as a umbrella and his hands were cold as fuck.

HOW COULD I BE NERVOUS GUYS, HOW?

"No! Dude.." I tried to get up.

But I knew he wouldnt let me go so I kinda resisted. Well at least I thought so.

Never trust your thoughts.

He let me fall into the snow. "What are you doing?" As soon as I was laying there he helped me to get up.

"You.. you ahh..ouch.." My knee was bleeding a but thanks to this idiot.

"I need to fix that, Iri."

"What?" He even held my arm so I could pat my knee.

"I need to fix our relationship."

"Haha, what exactly needs to be fixed?" I played around.

When I looked at him he still held my arm, but his eyes were so.. so lonely. I thought he was joking.

"That you dont love me." Wait, whaaaaat? "Wha- AHHHHH" I slipped. WHY THE HELL DO I ALWAYS SLIP!

My life was over, I saw the light through the tunnel.

What do I do now? That Im in paradise? Eating Pizza, watching dramas,

try not to slip in paradise.

THAT WOULD BE... my everyday I guess. Okay.

I wished to die peaceful but.. but.. 

Huh?

I opened my eyes when I realised that he was .. breathing.

He was breathing right before my nose.

"I didnt die?" "Haha, why should you?"

First he was smiling and then he searched for my eyes again. He closed his lids.

Following him I turned my head away.

But he didnt stop, he put his face between my hair and my neck and whispered.

"I love you, Irina."

~Id rather be dead to him. We didnt match at all.

We were so real yet so fucking weird.

Thanks to Zico I realised that I spend more than 5 years being with a fool.

...

Was I wrong?~