«VerKwan»
(Boo Seungkwan's PoV)
Ang sabi nila minsan daw sa buhay ng isang tao magiging tanga ka
Magiging bobo ka
Hipokrito
Uto uto
Sira ulo
Tanga
At isa pa ulit na tanga
Ang minsan nayun daw ang pinakamasakit na pwedeng mapagdadaanan mo
Kung saan mahuhulog ka sa pinakamalalim na yugto ng buhay
At aabutin ka ng madami pa ulit na katangahan kung hindi ka makaahon ka katangahang ikaw mismo ang gumusto
Ang tanong
Ga'no katanga Seungkwan?
Tangahan mopa ba?
"Tanga"
-I cursed out loud when I saw him approaching me with a drink on his hand. Why did I agree on this? Why did I say yes? What am I even doing here? Inside his unit, his territory, where help is unavailable and the only thing that I can rely on is the tiny fork I have on my leather jacket. Just what shit did I agreed on?
"Bottoms up Boo"
-he sat on the stool beside me, sliding the drink like a chess piece until it poked my left hand resting on it counter top.
I stared at it, just because– it looks scary...
"C'mon. Drink"
-His voice is not that persuasive— atleast not enough to provoke me.
Right now, the only thing that would get this drink into my throat is by force.
"I don't think I need a drink. I'm good"
"Why? Scared? It's not like It'll knock you down. I don't enjoy unconscious ones on bed"
-napaiwas ako ng tingin. Ano batong gulong ginawa ko? Jihoon hyung warned me many times before, bakit ba hindi ako nakinig? Napabalik ako ng tingin sa kanya nung naramdaman ko ang kanang kamay nya sa hita ko.
I get it, his voice is not persuasive his actions are.
"Just drink it. It'll boost your confidence, trust me"
-I can't take my eyes off his hazel brown orbs, it was really hypnotizing. His deep eyes, perfect eyebrows, pointed nose, luscious lips, handsome face and perfectly sculpted jaw. Everything about this guy is too perfect. Except the fact that he's a fuck machine. It's been 3 weeks since I became bold enough and confessed to him. To be honest it's not going to happen if he didn't caught me stalking. But the moment he cornered me at the club that day I already knew, right at that moment. He should know what I feel before those bitches he had on his private room take him away from me.
"Then what? Regret it in the morning?"
-he rub his chin using his thumb and point fingers while checking me out at the same time.
"You're going to have sex with me anyways so what to regret? I just want you to do it with confidence"
"I don't understand you Hansol. You fight for justice didn't you?"
-finally. It came out of my mouth. I've been dying to ask him this since that night I discovered his true colors.
"What do you mean?"
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Intersected Lines (R-18)
FanficHow can someone's 'hold me' turns to a sudden 'let me go'? How can someone's 'I love you' turns to a sudden 'I'm leaving you' How can someone adore you today? Then despise you the other day? How come you loved me yesterday? But won't even look at me...
