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[JosephxEli=You...] {pt1}

It is a nice day, at least that's what Eli thought. He is just standing against a window, with a big blanket over his petite shoulder, protecting him from the cold. He stares into the distance, thoughts circling his mind like a broken toy train. He is scared. At the same time, he is also relieved.

"Sweetheart?"

Eli's shoulder jumped a bit upon hearing the calling out of nowhere. He turn around, a prominent smile is on his face, yet very lost eyes is the most obvious.

"Are you okay?" A man with beautiful white long hair walks closer to the said male. He knows something is wrong, he knows exactly what is wrong but he himself, refuse to acknowledge or at least, he refuse to talk about it...

"I'm fine Joseph. It's just a bit cold don't you think?" Eli walk with heavy steps closer to his lover. Slowly snaking his arms around his lover's neck seeking for warmth and protection.

Joseph say nothing as he; too snake his arms around Eli's petite waist. Looking away from his lover slightly, he knows exactly what Eli is thinking.

"You are scared... Aren't you?" Joseph slowly voiced out, a bit shaky if he would admit. He just... love Eli so much. Knowing Eli is in such situation, it hurts him twice as much...

"I... I honestly don't know..." Eli stuff his face in the crook of his lovers neck, basking himself in the scent that he will definitely miss... His eyes slowly starts to water. He don't want to accept this.

"Baby..." Josephs body stiffen, he hates seeing Eli cry. He promised himself he would never make his designated one cry... and he never once did, but the thing right now is... he is not the one making Eli feel this way...

"I don't want to lose my loved ones... including you." Eli broke down, voice stuck in his throat as silent cries filled the small house these two young lovers call home.

Joseph wants to say something, no, he need to say something... yet he just couldn't, his voice seems to just be stuck in his chest as his own breathing getting ragged. Nothing he can do, he just pull Eli closer to his body, hugging him even tighter, even more feelings he is experiencing. And how once again he realised how much he love the man is his arms...

"I'm so sorry... I- I can't do anything to help you... It hurts to see you cry and I promised I would never make you cry yet–"

A pair of soft lips lands against Josephs' tenderly. The house is quiet for a short moment, but it feels like a long comforting second for them. Just a little kiss can make it a tad bit better... but the wound that came with it is much greater.

"I promise, I will figure out what's wrong. Once I did, I'll come back to you. And won't I care about what other people say, I will ask for your hand." Joseph hold the hand of his loved one gently, kissing Eli's ring finger as his own cold tear fell down his cheek.

"I love you..."

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I honestly need to find my inspirations to write back... I used to really love writing, but after months of deadly writers block, I lost my touch. I'm so sorry to the people who would read this if it's bad. I tried and I will still try to get better again.