Ch. 70: Trust Me (Part 2) [TW]

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A/N: Updating today for this week as I will not be able to later this week. Updates should pick up from next week as I will be on winter break. Thank you for your patience.

Hyunwoo

"Take this with you," Mrs. Yoo says as she hands me a plate with chicken skewers.

"But, why-"

"Don't you know the saying? The best way to a man's heart is through their stomach?"

"Ahh, I forgot about that...," I trailed off and took the plate of food from her.

"Fighting," she says before going to her and Mr. Yoo's room. I sighed and then took a deep breath before going to Kihyun's bedroom door. I knocked on it and called out to him. But, there is no response.

"Kihyun, please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry. I overreacted," I pleaded and knocked on his door again.

*silence*

"I brought you chicken skewers~"

*silence*

"I'll eat them if you don't open the door right now," I taunted.

*silence*

"Kihyun?"

*subtle thud*

"Kihyun," I called out louder.

*silence*

Thinking the worst, I dropped the plate and turned to turn the door knob. "Kihyun ah, open this door right now," I yelled which was to no avail. I gritted my teeth and looked around for something to open the door with. Then, I remembered that Mrs. Yoo kept the room keys in the China cabinet downstairs. I ran downstairs and got it before running back up the stairs.

I tried all of the keys until one worked and throw open the door. I find Kihyun on the floor dragging a razor blade along his wrists. He didn't seem to notice that I had came in so I ran up to him. I took the blade from him not caring that it had cut me too in the process, and tossed it over my shoulder.He gasps and looks at me in shock and with teary eyes before trying to hide his wrists from me.

I grab a hold of his arms and forced him to show me his wrists. Beads of blood adorned his pale wrists. He had cut open a few of the faded scars. "Kihyun! You promised me that-." I began to say but then he cuts me off.

"Why do you care?! You think that every guy that comes into contact with me is out to get with me. You think- You make- I just can't. You-," he retorts as he tries to get away from me. But, I held on and pulled him toward me. I let go of his forearms and wrapped my arms around him not letting him go anywhere. He tries to break of my hold and pounded his smol fists against my chest but I bared the pain and kept holding him in my arms.

"I'm sorry, Kihyun. I'm sorry that I made you feel this way. I'm sorry that I made you cut again," I said as tears formed in my eyes.

"Let. Go. Of. Me," he sobs. With each word, it felt like they were stabbing me in the heart. Tears drip down my cheeks as so many conflicting thoughts ran through my mind. He continues to struggle to get away for what felt like hours but really just a few minutes. At one point, he stops and buries his face against my chest.

"I'm so sorry, baby," I whispered as I pressed a kiss to the top of his head.

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