Thorn
Description
The thorn from the bush one has planted, nourished and pruned pricks more deeply and draws more blood.
– Maya Angelou.
Foreword
I hugged him tightly, inhaling his addictive scent. He was sleeping with his back at me. The clock said 3 am, and I couldn’t close my eyes even for a bit. I would be leaving him tomorrow for a trip, a business trip, I told him. But I actually would be meeting Seunghyun, it was a trip that we had planned for some time now. A weekend just for the two of us.
“Hey, what are you doing up?” I didn’t realize Jiyong had woke up and turned, facing me.
I refused to answer him, or he would sense the tremble in my voice. The room was dark, but I could feel that he was looking at me in wonder. I couldn’t look back at him, as the guilt was eating me from inside.
I was cheating on him, with Seunghyun, his best friend.
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I finally have some free time (yippie!).
This is going to be a short story and I hope I could finish it over the weekend.
I hope you guys will enjoy the story, and thank you in advance for reading~ ^^
Comments are much appreciated.
Bubbye! :D
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