It's done. I can't go back. You are going to hate me now. Avoiding me will be one of your hobbies from now on. Not that I couldn't have foreseen that. I knew it, in fact. It had to be ending like this.

You're definitely allowed to hate me. It's reasonable. I would have hated me too if I were you. I would have shoved me away in disgust.

Do something. Say something.

Insult me, call me names. Punch me, slap me.

Throw me out of the band.

Tell me you never want to see my face again.

“I never expected this kind of situation.”

You're not harsh enough. Maybe it's just because you're startled.

“I mean, I never thought of you being like this.”

Me neither. Before.

“That's a surprise.”

Surprise sounds too positive in my ears.

“I always had that picture of you as a womanizer in my head. You love women.”

I know. I love women. For .

“You know that this will have consequences?”

Say it. Sold me. Kick me out. That's what a leader should do. It's the best for the band.

“You are going to move.”

Don't protract this. I think the inside of my hands are already bleeding due to the nails digging in the flesh.

“Out of your room.”

Just ing say it. Get over with this.

“You're moving in my room.”

Phew. Wait, what?

I dare lifting my head that was in a hanging position from the moment I started talking to you.

The clueless expression on my face seemed to amuse you. Before I had the chance to get it, you said it out loud.

“What about it? You're in love with me. You can move in a room with me, can't you?”

Is this true? What kind of game is he playing. I'm still speechless.

“Don't make this kind of face, I'm serious.”

This must be a dream. He's inviting me too share a room with him.

“What's so difficult to understand? Can't two lovers live in one room? Share one bed?”

“Lo-lovers?”

“You love me, I love you, that makes us lovers, doesn't it?”

I wish I could wipe that smirk of your face. You played with me. You were waiting for me to confess first. You love me.

“Can you say that again?”

“What?”

“That part in the middle.”

“'That makes us lovers?'”

There you are again. Smirking and mocking me.

“You know what I mean!”

“No. I don't. Tell me.”

“That part where you said you love me!”

“What about it?”

“Say it again.”

“I love you.”

Needless to say I changed rooms the same day.

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A/N: It was supposed to be funny. XD