Lay cried.

His hands trembled as he gripped his shirt.

All the other children played outside.

Lay didn’t want to play.

All he wanted was to be Loved.

To Be Loved.

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Lay couldn’t breath.

He couldn’t see.

Only Kris’s voice was heard.

Though it was quite faded and Lay could hardly hear anyway.

Kris kissed Lay on the forehead and held his hands.

It had been three weeks since Leo had said his final goodbyes.

“Sir , Leo is here.”

The sound of Leo walking into the room was quite faded.

I need to disinfect this room after everyone leaves *

Lay thought to himself.

Leo sat down next Lay.

He placed his hands onto Lay’s forehead, feeling his temperature.

“Don’t leave.”

Lay gripped Leo’s jacket sleeve.

“Please don’t leave me again.”

Lay’s raspy voice seemed a little low.

Leo stood up and left the room.

He couldn’t do this.

Lay was suffering because of him, but Leo still couldn’t stay.

He couldn’t.

“Leo.”

Kris shouted as Leo reached for the door.

“Don’t do this, don’t do this to Lay.”

Leo shook his head.

“Lay needs you.”

Leo was being selfish.

But he wasn’t.

No one understood besides him.

No one understood that he was leaving Lay because……….

Leo rushed out the door.

Kris walked back to Lay’s bedroom.

“Lay, do you want something to eat?”

Lay shook his head.

“Are you sure?”

Lay nodded and turned over.

He wasn’t hungry, he didn’t want anything besides Leo.

He needed Leo.

“Kris-gege, do you think I’m imperfect?”

Kris shook his head and sat at the edge of the bed.

“No one is perfect you know, Even I’m not perfect as you can tell.”

“Than why do you think that Leo doesn't’ want to be around me anymore?” Kris shrugged, it was actually kind of A mystery.

“Maybe I was to much for Leo, maybe he’s afraid of me because I’m a creep to him.” Lay sniffled and gripped his blanket tightly.

Maybe he was imperfect after all.

Maybe Him and Kris never shared the same feeling for eachother.

Maybe they never did.

They never did.