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nothing more than platonic | jeongcheol

jeongcheol angst

jeonghan wished that his feelings towards seungcheol were nothing more than platonic.

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choi jeonghan.

that name always seemed to bring a smile to my face. the thought that i could one day be his.

it just seemed like all i could do was dream. he probably thought that my feelings for him were nothing more than platonic.

i didn't ask to fall in love with him.

in fact, if i was given the choice, i would wish that my feelings towards him were nothing more than platonic.

i would stop longing for his lips if i could. i would stop dreaming about being in his arms if i could. i would stop wishing for him to hold my hands if i could. i would stop praying for him to love me if i could.

but then again. we are nothing more than platonic.

so i must stop longing. stop dreaming. stop wishing. stop praying for a miracle to come true.

this was nothing more than a stupid wish. we are nothing more than platonic.

i really love him. but i need to keep reminding myself.

we are nothing more than platonic. his feelings towards me are nothing more than platonic.

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"jeonghan?"

a confused seungcheol opened the door. it was apparent that he wasn't expecting anyone, seeing his messy hair and clothes. and he definitely wasn't expecting a crying jeonghan. jeonghan was dressed similarly to him, with an oversized sweatshirt (that happened to be seungcheol's) and sweatpants.

jeonghan didn't even say anything as he just stood at the doorway of seungcheol's house, looking at the ground as silent tears fell.

"what happened? are you okay?" seungcheol asked worriedly. "come in,"

he stepped to the side to let jeonghan walk in, which he did.

"do you want anything to eat? maybe you just need sleep. it's really late- normally you go to sleep a lot earlier,"

the younger shook his head. "i- i just want to be with you right now,"

"o- oh, okay. do you want to talk about why you're crying or...?"

"i don't really know why i came here... i just needed to see you," jeonghan let out quietly.

seungcheol didn't know what jeonghan wanted. he would seriously do anything to help, but he didn't even know what was wrong. and jeonghan wasn't going to tell him. jeonghan honestly wanted to cuddle up in seungcheol's arms and stay like that until sunrise. but he wasn't going to say that out loud. besides... wouldn't that give his feelings away?

"would... would a hug help?"

jeonghan's eyes shot up to meet seungcheol's. "um, y- yeah. that... that would be nice,"

the older wasted no time, giving jeonghan a warm hug. jeonghan just melted in his best friend's arms, letting the tears fall on his shoulder.

gosh, jeonghan could stay in seungcheol's warm embrace for forever. everything just felt so right when he was in seungcheol's arms. but...

did seungcheol feel the same?

what if he was just like a brother to the older? what if seungcheol didn't feel the sparks? what if seungcheol's heart didn't melt at the feeling? what if... what if he was just a burden to seungcheol?

"i love you," jeonghan blurted through his tears.

...

seungcheol smiled, patting jeonghan's head, "i love you too. you're my best friend, okay? and it'll always be that way,"

right.

best friend.

once again reminded that they were never anything more than platonic.

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damn that was sadder than i wanted it to be

it was originally gonna be fluff but i said no sir 🤡🤡🤡

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