Summer Fight

Too far

"I'm tired of this"

"You know what I wish we never became friends" Mark bellowed sitting down at the edge of his bed wanting for their argument to be over.

"Is that how you feel about us?" Haechan asked his voice breaking as he tried to keep the tears in his eyes from falling.

Mark looks up at the sudden change in tenor seeing Haechan bow his head to hide the tears that were threatening to fall. He was going to retort but as soon as his eyes fell upon a stray tear falling down Haechan's face he froze in his spot unable to do or say anything. A sudden pang shot through his chest as he sat in silence watching the boy taking in a shaky breath, wiping the tear away. All of his anger seemed to wash away the moment he saw tears flowing out of his eyes. Mark got up from his position thinking of ways to somehow comfort him but before he could make a move Haechan opened their bedroom door and rushed out of there.

He stood motionless in the middle of the room his head heavy and his heart heavier. He wanted to stop him, he wanted to run after him but he didn't. He didn't move a muscle as a potential lifelong friendship faded away from right in front of his eyes. Seeing his best friend look this vulnerable really put their whole fight into perspective for him. He bit his lip his own eyes welling up with tears as he looked at the place Haechan was occupying just a moment ago. Mark really believed that they would have come to an agreement by now, they always did. But maybe it was past compromise now, maybe there was no going back, maybe there was no repair to this.