Faith (Showki fanfic)

Ch. 72: Kiss & Make Up

Hyunwoo

~the next morning~

Searing pain shoots throughout my body. I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the floor. I sat up quickly which caused me more pain. I looked up at the bed and saw Kihyun sitting up and resting his forehead on his knees. "Ki," I called out to him softly.

He doesn't verbally responds but sniffs loudly. I got off the floor and sat down on the bed next to him. I reached out to him but he shies away from my touch. My heart sank at the moment. Uncomfortable silence settles in as neither of us utter a single word.

Various thoughts raced through my mind as I tried to think of how to get him to forgive me. A simple apology doesn't seem to be the right solution. "Say something please, Ki. Yell...Shout...Scream at me. Anything will do, Baby," I begged him and then reached for him again. He just flinches but he doesn't move away. "I'm so sorry, Baby. I went too far. I- I was too jealous and didn't stop to ask you what was going on. I should have know better than to overthink things-," I paused to take a deep breath as I had spoke hastily.

He mumbles something under his breath but I couldn't determine what he was trying to say. I lean closer to hear what he was saying. And then, Kihyun pushes me down and gets on top of me. I was quite baffled to say the least. I looked up at his face to see his eyes are all red and puffy, his cheeks were pale with a faint tint of pink, and slightly swollen lips. His fading purple hair is in disarray. But, none of them made him look ugly.

"Pabo," he whispers as he press his fists against my chest. I opened my mouth to speak but then he started to pound on my chest with his smol fists. All of which did hurt but I can tell that he wasn't trying to hurt me. Tears began to well up in his beautiful honey brown eyes. When he goes to bring his hands up to wipe at his eyes, I sat up, grabbed his wrists gently, and moved them out of the way. I pulled him toward me and hugged him.

He hugs me back and sniffles a few times before pounding his fists against my back like he had done to my chest. "Pabo," he mutters against my neck. I chuckled as I knew that he had forgiven me despite the fact he didn't say so explicitly. I leaned back to look at him in the eyes. He looks at me curiously wondering what I was going to do next.

I smiled at him and gently caressed his face with both hands before kissing him on the forehead. We stayed like that for a few more seconds before I pressed my forehead against his. He gives me a small smile to which I returned with a bigger smile of my own.