I Still Love You
Description
Nichkhun just couldn't help it, not loving Wooyoung seemed impossible to him.
Even when he watched his relationship progress with his new wife, he'd think how incredibly kind of a person Wooyoung was.
But the pain he'd begun to feel was unpleasant.
He knew he wouldn't be able to live without him in his life but he also knew he could't have the other.
All he knows is that he loves the boy with his all.
Foreword
"Damn, that boy is whipped!" exclaimed Taecyeon as Wooyoung's first episode of WGM was ending on the screen with nothing left but the credits to finish.
"..." Nichkhun could say nothing but fiddle with his fingers, replaying all that had happened these past few weeks over in his head.
"Shut up Taec, it's only the fist episode it's not like you can have feelings for someone so quickly" replied Junho as he continued playing with Chansung's fingers while sitting between his legs on the couch.
"Well you never know baby, you and I were the same," said Chansung, holding the other tighter.
"Bleh, whatever. But seriously, I've never seen Woo act like that before. He looked like a schoolgirl confessing to her crush."
Jun.k stayed quiet, eyeing Nichkhun from across the room on the other couch. He's known of the boy's feeling for the younger and couldn't help but pity the boy. Wooyoung had been out, filming for the next episode so he was glad that Nichkhun could be away from the other to sort things out on his own. Wooyoung had always been oblivious to the other's feelings and never gave a second thought when his hyung would display so much skinship and affection towards him. Jun.K had approached Nichkhun when he noticed something between him and the other seemed different and when Nichkhun confessed to him his feelings for Wooyoung, they became closer. He hoped Nichkhun could cope with it.
"I don't know, maybe you're right." Junho admitted. The discussion on Wooyoung's feelings continued.
Nichkhun took his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number he hadn't in a while waiting for the other end to pick up the call. He stood up to leave, walking to his room when the other answered.
" Hi Nichkhun"
"Hey Victoria"
All heads turned in his direction, shock evident in their faces, silence enveloping the room. He shut the door and held the conversation he had hoped he could overcome with her help, laying on his bed placing his forearm over his eyes while tears began to escape his eyes.
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