"What the hell are you doing?" You said, removing his arm off your shoulder and stepping away from him.

 

You ignored how different and cold I felt.

 

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he snapped, trying to grab you.

 

You took a few steps back and he froze, his eyes meeting yours.

 

 

 Even though you were almost a foot apart, you saw him froze and his hand, which was trying to reach out for you..

 

"________," he said, his voice so low.

 

 

"I'm –"

 

 

 

 

And all of a sudden, his arms were around you and  felt him bury his face in your hair.

 

 

You stood like that for what seemed like hours, but in reality couldn't have been more than ten minutes, properly content. With your head against his chest, 

 

aware that the tears that you had been trying to stop had escaped.

 

 

 

 

 

You tried to choke back a sob.

 

"Shh," he said, tightening his hold. "Don't cry."

 

"Why should I?" You said with your voice barely coming out.

 

He flinched and pulled away.

 

"What's wrong?" he asked.

 

 

He didn't say anything and just kept on your cheek with his thumb. You kept on talking.

 

"You have a girlfriend now."

 

His face remained expressionless.

 

"You love her."

 

No response.

 

"But you like me."

"What am I to you Seung Hyun?!"

 

He wasn't looking at you anymore.

 

"Now," You said.

 "Do you," You punched his chest. 

"Have any," Another punch.

 "Idea," he hadn't moved an inch.

 "How confusing," Pretty sure that you were only hurting youself.

 

 "That is?!!!"

 

You were about to give him the hardest punch you could give when he caught your wrist and pulled you closer to him, as if to come back to your senses.

 

"Has it ever crossed your mind?" he said, his breath fanning over your face making me blush. 

 

 

 

 

 

"That maybe," he leant closer still and you could feel his lips hovering near yours. 

 

 

 

 

 

"I was only trying to make you jealous?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And he kissed me.