▬ Chapter 11: Thorough Lines ▬

“He what?” I whispered under my breath. After a few seconds of high blood pressure and extreme blushing, I realized that Myungsoo’s sick. Yeah, that’s right. There’s no way he likes me. He just got out from the clutches of the cougar and that confession is so… weird.

“But then,” I thought to myself as I remembered my past experiences with the sleep talking alien, “Most of what he says when he’s like this is true though. It’s like his drunk state.”

“Haneul! Dinner’s ready!” I heard Sungyeol yell from down below. “Oh, and leave that thing there. Don’t wake him up. I didn’t make any servings for him.”

“Thing?” I looked at the sleeping Myungsoo and chuckled. “Ah, him? But man, Sungyeol oppa’s so mean. At least cook him a small plate, geez.”

I opened the door and was about to head out when I heard a few ruffling noises behind me. I looked back to where it came from and realized he was up.

“Hey,” Myungsoo lifelessly whispered.

“Feeling better?”

“Sort of. Thanks.” He winced as he clutched his head. “Ah.”

I rushed to his side and felt his forehead. He was still warm. “Hey, sleep more. You still have a fever. I’ll go get some ice-”

“Haneul.” Myungsoo said my name before I could go outside. “About what happened at school, are you and Mr. Nam really going–”

“No.” I answered without letting him finish. I already knew his question and I don’t want to lie to him anymore. “Myungsoo, you know,” I began to speak slowly as my back was turned against him so he won’t be able to see my face. “Everything that happened between Woohyun, I mean, Mr. Nam and I, is just a set up.” I didn’t hear a response so I just continued as I returned to my previous stance by the door.

“Before you even went to the states, from the moment I first laid my eyes on you, from the moment you first helped me when I slipped that day ten years ago, I have always…” I choked on my words, knowing that what I’m going to say next will be a definite confession, “…liked you. Not even like, love is probably what I’m feeling.” I gripped on the doorknob as I opened it to quickly go out and hide my embarrassment. “Just… rest, for now. Sorry about this. I’ll go get your ice pack so wait–”

My movements were restricted and my hand was left holding the doorknob when I felt a warm body engulf my own. A pair of arms tightly wrapped around me as his head rested on my shoulder. I could feel my shirt dampen from something warm. Tears. This moment was so heartening. His b