be there for you || soonhoon

thirteen

jihoon

damn, he did it. he actually told soonyoung everything. there they were, cuddling up on his bed, the very place he spent weeping in for the past week.

“i’m sorry.”

“what are you sorry for? i was the one that got assaulted, not you.”

“i know that, but seeing you suffer like that doesn’t put my heart at ease.” soonyoung cupped jihoon’s face and caressed it slowly, staring deeply into his eyes.

“so what was it that you wanted to tell me earlier?”

“what thing? oh—um, so i broke up with my boyfriend.”

“about time.” jihoon rolled his eyes playfully. he missed this. the fun they had together every time they would meet.

“hm, about time indeed. i was an idiot, staying with an abusive asshole like him for so long.” they stared at each other, eyes roaming up and down. his heart was fluttering. jihoon felt his heart fluttering.

“i was so scared, you know?”
“of what?”

“what else? losing you, of course.” jihoon stayed silent. that was true, he did abandon soonyoung for much longer then he intended to due to him not getting his crap together. no, jihoon. don't think like that.

“when you didn’t show up the next day, i was so truly scared that you got tired of me, but i didn’t lose hope. i still visited the pond everyday, hoping that you would be there. about two days ago was when i broke up with him. of course, i lost a place to sleep in since he did own that house, so i stayed there. i stayed at the pond, i slept there, i scraped up the remains of what i had left to survive off of convenient store food; it was quite an experience really.” soonyoung lightly chuckled before bringing his attention back to jihoon.

“but that was all worth it ‘cause look where i am now. laying here next to you really is like a dream come true.” before they knew it, the atmosphere around them had started to heat up. face flushed, mind hazy, nothing else surrounding them mattered. all of their sorrows had melted, because what mattered most was the present. they had each other cradled in one another’s arms. leaning in close, jihoon tangled his fingers in soonyoung’s hair as he gently pulled soonyoung’s face up to his. it was like sparks had exploded in his heart the minute he felt the soft lips of soonyoung’s intertwined with his.

“your yellow is precious,”

soonyoung finally spoke after slowly pulling away,

“don’t let anyone steal it.”