A/N: Sorry that this chapter is so short. I managed to overcome my writer's block for a little while, only to have to leave home for about 6 hours, causing it to return :\ And, then, when I finally got into the mood to write again, I realized that one of my best friends from high school apparently hates me enough to delete me from everything that we were friends on. And, what's worse is that, she had no reason to. We haven't even talked in a while. But, she kept all of her other friends that she talked to even less and... oRZ
Just... today has not been the best.

I'll let you all read now. I hope that it's not too horribly disappointing.
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"I know, hyung." Kyuhyun sighed, Hangeng sitting on the bed just across from him, "But, it's hard. I just... I know I shouldn't have asked him to do something like that, but... well... I love him."

"But what you did only ended up hurting him... was it worth it?" Hangeng asked, keeping his voice calm and steady. He wasn't here to lecture the younger man, he was simply here to talk it all out with him, though Kyuhyun couldn't help but to feel as though he were being scolded.

A long silence filled the room. He knew that it hadn't been worth it... not at all... so why was it so difficult to verbalize it? Why was he having such a hard time admitting to messing up?

Finally, when he let his eyes meet Hangeng's again, he found his voice, "No."

"Exactly."

"But if I hadn't done something, he wouldn't have even given me a chance!" Though he hadn't meant to, Kyuhyun had returned to defending himself. He shouldn't have needed to do such a thing, but he felt as though he needed his reasonings to be known, "I couldn't /stand/ it anymore. Seeing them flirting and hugging and kissing. Then watching them hint at their relationship whenever we were on stage or on television, just to excite the fans. I couldn't just sit back and watch Ryeowook slip away from me, just because I had been too much of a coward to say anything before Jongwoon did. What was I /supposed/ to do?"

"You should have told him how you felt, yes. But you shouldn't have done anything more. You should have wished Ryeowook happiness with Yesung, and been happy with the knowledge that /he/ was happy." Hangeng replied, giving what seemed to be the textbook answer to his question.

Something about the casual way that he'd said it all, something about the fact that Hangeng was trying to tell him what he /should/ have done without ever having felt this kind of suffering... pissed off the younger.

Kyuhyun glared at Hangeng with intensity. "It's not as easy as you think it is." He growled, tears forming in the corners of his eyes in frustration... though, again, it was more with himself than with Hangeng. After all, he knew that Hangeng had only spoken the truth, "It's painful to see the person that you love with somebody else, especially when they hadn't even given you a chance yet. When you hadn't been strong enough to admit your feelings before the other did. You feel helpless, trapped, scared. Your head starts to ache and everything you do becomes a challenge. Because you know that while you're sitting there, thinking about him, he's with somebody else. He's hugging somebody else. He's laughing with somebody else. He's kissing somebody else. He's dreaming about somebody else. He's planning out his /life/ with somebody else. You've never had to feel that pain. You've never had to watch Heechul laugh while his lover wrapped his arms around him, wishing that you could be the one that was holding him. You never had to hate yourself for not admitting that you loved him sooner. Because for you, everything has fallen into place. And it's the same with