NCT LOVE STORY: NOT-so CRAZY TANGLED LOVE STORY || YuTae

:: 27 :: Happy New Year!

YUTA'S POV

Taeyong flinches as I press the cotton buds in his bruises.

"Are you usually like this?" He asked

"Like what?"

"Being violent then caring afterwards?"

I pressed it harder "Ya ya yaaaa~"

"Shut up. Want to do it yourself?" I asked and he shakes his head while acting like he's zipping his mouth.

I am an idiot.

Say it to me. Curse me.

*sighs*

I know I really am an idiot. *face palms* . I was angry at him, right? I despise him, right? But why did everything I said turn out to be a love confession?

Fudge!! The shame is killing me!

But I have to admit that everything I said was true. I hated him for what he has done but there have been something inside of me, which tells me that what I know is not everything there really is.

I said I'll get back at Taeyong but the moment I saw him in the rain, pushing himself to remember everything, I just can't. It's not pity. I know it isn't. I just can't see him hurt anymore. Let alone because of me.

I told myself it was guilt that makes me want to go back to him. Guilt for making him suffer in my place, but I realized that isn't. I told myself that what I have is a leftover of the feeling of having him by my side, but I know it isn't.

Then it strike me. It is because I don't wanna feel like I betrayed my family for him, that's why I wanted him to stand up for himself and tell me he didn't regret doing what he has done in the past. 'Coz in that way, my burdens will be gone. I can accept what happened.

But that's just for my sake.

Yet the moment he pressed his lips on mine, I realized that my resolve have been long gone. I wanted him to clear his name in front of me back then but now, I just want him to call my name and let me call his.

I did doubt that he actually wanted to do that. I mean, what if he just pitied me? What if...

But even those what ifs seem to fade away. I expected my body to push him, to punch him, but it didn't. Instead, it moves the way Taeyong wanted it to. I must've wanted it to.

Because I still like him. I like him so much that I think if he'll tell me to stop seeking the truth, I would.

"Uhmm.. hey..." I felt his hand on top of mine. I stopped pressing the cotton buds and threw it at the trash bin beside the table.

"Thank you." He said with a smile. Fudgeee I miss this smile. The most reassuring smile.

As an answer, I let out a sigh. I don't know what to say anything at all.

"It's fine if you still doubt me right now, but please... *takes a deep breath* please don't doubt my feelings. I didn't...uhmm... I didn't kiss you there unconsciously. I meant it." Taeyong said, his eyes fixed on mine.

I smiled while heat seems to be rushing over my face. Me too, Taeyong. Me too. I wanna say that but I got a little shy. Only little! >//<

"But uhmm... about what happened 13 years ago-" I interrupted him.

"Shall we set it aside? It.. happened years ago. Maybe we could just bury it for now?" I asked trying hard not to show him my hesitation.

What I said is true. We could really just bury it. He ruined my family, and I ruined his. That's it. Accept it then bury it.

But right at this moment, deep down I hoped he won't agree with me...