The Truth Hurts, But Those Lies Heal.
Description
Angsty/angry mini-story featuring the one and only TEE-OH-PEE. He's so broody and intense and handsome, misunderstood and purely sweet. It's what drew you into his arms; but is that enough to keep you there?
I'm going to attempt writing this from a 2nd-person-p.o.v, so don't judge me too hard. ;_; ALSO. I hope it comes out good and to everyone's liking. Comments would definitely be helpful in making me improve, just sayin'~ If it doesn't get comments or subs, I'm gonna delete it, maybe. I'm just trying something new and different, ahah. xD
OH, AND THANKS FOR READING THIS. LOL. Now, on to the good part!
Foreword
They say the past affects the present if we allow it to.
The only problem is, what if we are too stuck in the past that the present is a foreign thing to us?
So unknown, it's frightening.
Unfortunately, when you're dealing with love in a circumstance like this..
It can be devastating trying to fix a heart that you didn't break.
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His jarringly deep voice was uncomfortably loud through the phone, and you winced at his slurred words.
"Jagiya, why don't you tell me you love me anymore?" On the other side of the phone, Seunghyun ran a hand over his slightly-sweaty face, the drunken stupor he'd managed to drink himself into catching up to him. "Is it because I'm too mean, too cold..."
The salty tears that stung your eyes were threatening to corrupt your vision completely. You sat up on the couch, faintly sniffling. You didn't want to cry right now, not when he would be able to hear you. When you were certain your voice wouldn't give in to the lump in your throat, you finally managed to say something.
"I never loved you. How can I love someone who only loves the idea of having me, and not truly me?"
Silence.
The words cut him like a knife, but the pain it caused you to finally, finally let out what was the truth when he would take them badly in his state of mind right now was unbearable. You hated him for doing this to you, but most of all, you hated that you let it get this far.
A muffled sound drifted over the phone, and you could hear a few voices, but none of them were his.
"Hyung? We told you not to call her!"
"Omo, he drank so much..."
"S-she despises me," you heard him groan, and Youngbae's voice cut in harshly on the phone, speaking to you.
"Leave him alone. Haven't you hurt him enough?"
Click.
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