"I love you."

Its 4 am. I can hear the vodka strangling your normally deep voice even through the phone.

These conversations have become a habit of ours. Your breathy laughter is weaved between each word.I start to feel sick. 

The weight of knowing that you don't mean it the way I want you to begins to crush me. But, I keep hoping that one day you will listen to my voice and comprehend the desire, the definity, the heartbreak behind my words.

“I love you too”

This story is just an idea at the moment. I want it to be a romance/ angst story focused on Bang Yong Guk and a Black OC.  I am not sure where I want to take this story as of now, or if i'm actually going to write it. However, if anyone is interested in it based off of my mini sneak peak please let me know. When I get it all figured out i'll add a chapter.