Another night.

Wonwoo came to my apartment with all types of bruises on his face. I didn’t question him, because I know for sure where’re those came from. I stepped a side from the door for him to come in. He didn’t say anything to me, he just lowed his head and walked pass me into my house. 

He placed his bag on the small couch and lied on the big one. 

I sighed before walking to my bed room, got him an extra pillow and blanket. 

“You’re helpless.” 

I said to him before going back to my bedroom. 

But i paused when i got to the door of my bedroom as i heard he said.

“He needs me.”

Which let me breath out in frustration for a million times a day. 

Morning came.

I woke up to the sweet sense of pancakes and jams, Wonwoo’s typical breakfast. I walked to the kitchen and greet him warmly, he gave me a small smile then went back to lowed his head down. There’re so many emotions in his eyes, sadness, guilt, uncertainess? 

We settled on the dining table and had our breakfasts. 

“I know that i have said this so many times but i still think you should break up.” 

Wonwoo didn’r reply to me, he completely ignored me. Which make me angry, everytime.

“He’s harming you!” 

This stubborn child. I can tottaly see he’s trembling, but he still wound’t answer me. 

“Please, Wonwoo. Can you do it for me at least? I am your best friend, you are precious to me. It ripped me every nights when you came here cover in bruises. I-“

“I wanna make decision by myself, i’m tired of people telling what to do. I need him and he needs me. That’s it.”