"Kwanghee!" I quickly said, hearing that my worried voice immediately came in place as soon as I saw him at the steps of your home. He looked up, crying with teary streams down his cheeks. "________!" he yelled out, as he ran up to me, arms wrapped around me making me stumble back a bit, his body colliding into my own, just crying into my shoulders. 

I gave a sympathetic sigh as my arms slowly held the back of his head and his own shaking head as I allowed my good friend, Kwanghee, to cry, adding a slight pat to comfort him. 

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"Then she just looked at me...and...and..." he covered his face and cried once more. I watched his once happy being becoming so vulnerable with great pity. I felt so bad for him. I knew that his whole relationship was going to be tough, since I knew that she was cheating on him. I tried to tell him, but he was too stubborn and never believed it. And what's worse was he didn't choose to dump her, but she did it herself. "I ju-just don't understand why she wou-would break up with me? I mean I could have overlooked her...ya know..." Kwanghee continued, shaking his head and simultaneously wiping his runny nose. 

Just like any other love problem he has, the only person he knows that would listen to them. And ladies and gentlemen that was me. 

I slowly reached out to pat his shoulder, "It's okay, it's all going to be okay." I softly spoke which helped him calm down just a bit. "Thank you for always being here for me, ______" his shaky voice reached out to me, causing me to instantly wrap my arms around him, giving him a supportive hug. And he continued to tear up and silently cried in the nape of my shoulder. 

"Here? Why don't I get you something warm to drink?" I offered him, making my whisper as warm as possible. He sniffled a bit followed by a nod. I couldn't handle the fact that he was so depressed. I was just so used to his smiles, well if it wasn't just for the relationships he's spoke so highly for. But when those smiles were meant for me, I couldn't help but smile at those meaningful smile with a little thud in my chest.

I let go of him and patted his shoulder again before going into the kitchen and started preparing the coffee maker, I couldn't help but recall when I first met this man. 

*FlashBack (3 Years Ago)*

"Hey! I'm gonna go back to my place! I need to finish up some paperwork for work," I said to my best friend, Park Hyungshik. He smiled as he waved at me. 

"Just please make sure you don't get attacked by s! I can't handle another set of hands harassing you again!" Hyungshik being the worried friend that he was. I couldn't help but smile as you nodded to my worried but carefree friend. "Don't worry! I'm a big girl now!"

Hyungshik smiled as he pulled me into a secure hug, as he saw a group of young looking guys eyeing me a bit, "Just because I'm letting you out of my sight, doesn't mean that I trust you either." I held in my laughter wanting him to let go of this insecurity he as with me and other people. Plus I wasn't that kind of person at least.

"You should know I go straight to work! So don't worry!"  I had managed to pull away from him. He pouted a bit, knowing that leaving me in the streets was a bad idea, but I finally convinced him that I work just down the street. "Okay, well be safe! Love you," he smiled as he blew me a kiss. I smiled catching it. He wasn't anything like that. He's my best friend that was only comfortable around me to do so. Plus he only said that as a traditionally way to make sure guys around wouldn't touch you even the slightest bit. I waved goodbye one last time before I walked the opposite way he was walking.

As I was about to head up the steps at my work place, I saw a guy, crying his heart out as you chugged on some beer. I headed up the stairs, getting closer and closer to him, I vaguely saw him threw the empty can on to the floor, joining the rest of the empty cans on the floor. Was he a drunk?

Getting even closer to this drunk, I tried to avoid him, by taking about three to four steps away from him, in high hopes that he didn't see me. But that didn't work at all, as I was nearly away from him, I felt a grip around my left ankle, causing me to freak out.

"AHHHHH! !" I yelled out, turning around hitting the guy with my small bag. "Get away from me!" I vigurously yelled out, as I continued to hit him.

"AH! Please...ah! It hurts! STOP IT!" he shouted out just as much, as one hand was trying to defend himself but the other still remained around my ankle.

I stopped, glaring at him, breathing hard, "What the hell do you want?" I didn't mean to sound so harsh at the time, but I thought I was gonna get muggled or even attacked by a !

This stranger sighed, letting go of me, making me surprised. "I...I don't know..."

"Wait...you're not drunk?" I squatted down, thinking that this was weird.

He looked at me, confused. "What? I don't drink beer! It's bad for my health! I was drinking coke!" I rolled my eyes. Yes like drinking 10 cans of soda is any healthier than beer at this time and rate. He sighed again, his head hanging betweens his arms, looking confused.

"W-what's wrong?" I cautiously spoke, unsure if talking to a stranger was a good idea.

He shook his head, "No...it's...it's nothing..." He looked up, eyes teary, as if he was a lost puppy.

I don't know what's wrong with me. But I wasn't the type to help a stranger out. But there was something about this guy. My heart sorta felt sorry for him. I sighed, looking at the building then at him then at the building again. I sighed. I guess work could wait.

"Hey, don't be so down. I know there's something wrong," I started off, sitting next to him.

He looked up at me weirdly, with just as much uncertainty as I did for him. "But...weren't you going somewhere?" he asked me. I sighed as I reached for a can of soda and popped it open. "Nah~ I don't. Let's hear what you got to say," I said as I sipped the drink.

"How would I know that you're not out to hurt me?" he said. I spit out my drink. "Yah! I should be asking you that!" "Well? Why help me? It's not like you'll give a crap about me," he grabbed a can and popped it open as well, chugging it. I looked ahead, a bit surprised to hear myself say, "Well why don't you try me?" We looked at each other, somehow finding some sort of connection. 

He sighed and gave in. "Hey, what's your name?" he asked me. I smiled and said, "Lee _______. You?" Then he smiled, the best smile in the world. 

"I'm Kwanghee. Hwang Kwanghee."

And so he talked about how his girlfriend was cheating on him with his old classmate. And he couldn't believe it himself, but he swears that he's in love with her. But just when he was about to pop the question to her, he found her in bed with that classmate. I sighed. But then as the story progresses, she runs back to him, begging for forgiveness. And that's not the worst part, after taking her back, she's doing the same thing again! Here's the worst part, this was the fifth time this happened. What is up with this guy?

"Ya know, what I think is that if you see her in bed with another guy again. You be the bigger man and dump her!" I spoke out. He looked at me as if I was crazy. "Eh?" "She's clearly doing this over and over again! Why do it for the sixth time? Aren't you tired of it?"

He looked down and thought about it. "You...you think I should do so?" I nodded, standing up. "Listen, that's what I got to say. But I have to go home now. I was supposed to get work done, but then...yeah you know. Anyways. Nice to meet you," I threw the empty can on the stairs. 

I grabbed my things and headed down the steps. Before I could walk off anymore, he called out to me, "__________!" I turned around to see him smiling. "Thanks for the advice! I'll let you know how it goes!" he said, waving happily. I raised an eyebrow. Tell me? He can't possible be...I shook the thought out of my mind. I waved at him, knowing that he was out of his mind. "Okay, will do!"

And I walked off. 

But the next morning, as I walked up the steps, I saw the same guy. EH!? "I did it!" he ran up to me, grabbing my hands and doing a happy dance with me on the stairs. I could have pushed him away, but I didn't want to ruin the moment and danced away with him. 

After this weird occasion, he urged me to give him my number, swearing that he's not out to stalk me. Realizing that I was going to be late, I finally give him, wanting him to leave me alone. "YAY! NICE TO MEET YOU! KEEP IN TOUCH!" he smiled as he ran off to somewhere.

And that's how I met this Hwang Kwanghee

*End of FlashBack*

I walked back out to the living room, giving him a cup of coffee. I knew we were gonna be talking the whole night. But that didn't matter. What really mattered was the fact that he was here next to me. I know that he's going through another episode of breakups all over again. But I can't help but make this an excuse to be closer to him.

"Thanks," Kwanghee casually said, as I handed him a cup of coffee. I worriedly looked at him, "You wanna talk about it?"

He sniffled again, "Well, I can't take up all your time. Don't you have work?" 

I shook my head, "No, not at all. I'll worry about that later. Why don't you go ahead and talk about it."

And so he explained the most recent fight they had. It was over the phone bill they had. It was a bit odd, as he didn't know what she was talking about. And in the end she ended up breaking up with him for no reason. She just grabbed her packed bags and left, saying, "Untill you realize who's more important to you, don't ever talk to me again!" Kwanghee sighed, I was feeling the heartbreak he was feeling. I felt just as heartbroken as he was heartbroken about his relationship with his girlfriend. But for me, it was different. I was heartbroken because I hated seeing him like this everytime. Why can't there be a girl that could make him smile? Why can't that girl be me?

I gotta admit, this was the longest relationship he's had since his other girlfriends. And believe me, he held on. 

"Well...as you already tried to tell me. I was just an idiot for not seeing this!" he put down the coffee, hitting his head. "You didn't know!"

"Well I don't know what she meant by 'who's more important' I didn't even listen! I'm such a fool..." he kept hitting his head, as I could see his cheeks becoming glossy. 

I pulled his chin up to where I could see them. "Yah! You listen to me now. It's not your fault. Yes she broke up with you. But do you think there's more to it?"

He nodded, sniffling," Ye-yeah..."

"Remember when she cheated on you? What did you do about it?" I asked. But there was no reply to it. "Didn't you still stuck with her?" I asked him, looking into his glossy eyes, letting his chin go. He nodded again. "And what did she do after that? Knowing that you knew what she was doing to you?" 

"She immediately broke up with that guy and stayed at my side..." Kwanghee answered, somehow breathing with ease. 

Then I gulped. I had always asked him this question with almost all his relationships. He had always broke up with them in the end. But with this one, I was afraid to hear the answer. "What does she mean to you?" my voice barely quivering, knowing that I wasn't going to like the answer now.

As always, he looked down, thinking, rubbing his head a bit. I slowly breathed. I hate it when I'm like this. All I do is help him with his love problems. As if I'm some love coach or something. All I could do is root for my friend to happiness, even if it meant me being miserable. 

Before he could even answer me, he yawned. I looked at the clock. Wow, it was already 2 am. I looked back at him, as he rubbed his eyes out of fatigue. I stood up, "Wanna sleep here for tonight?" Kwanghee looked up, a bit drowsily. "Well...*yawns* if you don't mind." I smiled as I could see his cute sleepy expression appearing as he stretched out onto the couch we were sitting on. I grabbed a small blanket and covered this cute little puppy's body as he slept, all the sadness disappearing leaving behind sleep and peacefullness. 

I stretched as I walked into my room to sleep as well. As I slept, I had the same dream over and over again, where Kwanghee and I were together as a couple. Boy, I dreamt of that day to come, but it looks like it's not coming any day now. 

-Next Day-

I woke up to a text. Huh? I sleepily grabbed my phone to see who would text me so early in the morning. 

"Hey sleepy. I saw you sleeping so peacefully that I couldn't bare to wake u up. I made u something for lunch. I wanna thank you for the advice last night. I'll be talking to her tonight! YOU'RE THE BEST! -Kwanggie~ <3"

I smiled at the text and realized the time. OH SNAPS! I'LL BE LATE! I got out of bed and got ready.

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As I got ready for my presentation at 3, I told all my workers to make sure the charts were prepared correctly. Gathering all the necessities for this presentation to look good, I felt a vibration in my black slacks. It wasn't a text, it was a phone call. I rolled my eyes. I'm freaking out already, who would call me at a time like this?

I managed to pull out my cell phone, as I stumbled down the hall towards the meeting rooms. I looked at the screen to see that it read, "Kwanggie~~~" 

Gah! I can't right now. But if I didn't answer it now, I would be bothered by it throughout the whole meeting. Mind as well get this over with. 

Standing by the doors of the meeting room, I answered the call with a quick slid, "Hello?" 

"_______!" I could hear his happy voice, sounding as if he was smiling at the end. "I just wanna thank you so much for always being 

"Hey..um...I'm a bit bu---" 

But Kwanghee interrupted me, "I proposed to her!" I froze in my steps, heart racing, my jaw slightly dropped.

"E-eh?" I mumbled, with a bit of shock.

I could hear him giggle like one of the girls that just got asked out by the hottest jock. "Yeah, I know! I seriously thought about what you said and came to a conclusion to marry her! I'll tell you all about it at dinner!"

I was just speechless, unsure what to even say. But I found some words to say anything, just anything to stop this madness, "R-really? Dinner?"

I just sounded like an idiot. "Yeah silly! We always have dinner on Tuesday nights. This time I'm coming to your place! Did you forget?"

I gulped, swallowing back the tears as my throat became drier and drier. "Um...oh yeah...I can't wait to see you!"

"Aigoo! I have so much to tell you! See you soon!" Kwanghee happily said, as I heard the phone line go dead. I leaned my back against the wall and slowly slid down. What have I done to deserve this?

It was one thing to see Kwanghee happy about dating a girl with intensions of becoming serious. But hearing him tell me that he was gonna marry her was far beyond to my expectations. I never thought this would ever happen. Was it something that I had said to him last night to where he thought about his relationship with her?

I didn't want to think about it anymore. All I could feel was just pure sadness and regret. Even after two years, I had never gained the courage to confess to him. Even if I did, I would always wound up being the girl that helped her guy friend with his problems. I could recall him calling me his "Love Coach". I sighed, staring off to space. I am just a love coach after all...

-After Work, At the Grocery Store-
"And then he tells me that he frickin' PROPOSED to her!" I complained, grabbing a head of lettuce along with some carrots. I put them in the cart and continued to push it down the aisle.

"He's obviously a dimwit for not seeing the best girl out here," Hyungshik had said, as he placed a bag full of green onions. I ignored him as I pushed on through.

I was at the store with Hyungshik, my ultimate best friend, even before Kwanghee came into my life. I sighed out of frustration as I went ahead and grabbed some bell peppers as well. I threw it in the weight machine, "I just don't get it! Why he would propose to her like that?"

"Well, what did you say to him?" he asked me, as I turned the cart towards the meat section. I shrugged, "I really don't know what I said. It's just that we discussed his situation and then I give him advice. That's all to it!" I couldn't help but complain to Hyungshik. 

Hyungshik has been my best friend for as long as I could remember. I've always helped him out when it came to his girlfriends and he helped me. But not once has he ever met Kwanghee. If he did, well he would have told Kwanghee that I liked him. Or as far as I'm aware of, I'm in love with him.

"Why don't you confess to him tonight?" he advised me. I turned to him, giving him my "are you serious" look. "Shikkie, it ain't so easy doing so!"

"What? I confessed to the girl that I've liked for a while and she liked me back!" he grabbed the cart and looked at the meat. "Yah! But I had to get you to tell her!"

"And see? If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been with her at all!" he did have a point. I sighed as I pointed a meat that I wanted as the butcher nodded. "A pound please." 

"Then what do you want me to do then?" I was fed up with this talk already. In the past, he had tried to get me to confess to him. If I didn't he would always set a blind date up with me. I didn't want anything to happen. All I want is Kwanghee to be with me.

"Then confess to him!" There he goes again. I turned to him, my anger getting the best of me, making me explode, "I just can't! Okay?"

"Then why are you so afraid to do so? You've been in love with him for two years already!?" he fought back.

Then the next thing I said, I had no clue I was even thinking it, "I'm afraid to lose him as a friend!"

Then the bit of awkwardness and filled up the atmosphere as everyone was staring at us. I looked up at Hyungshik, a bit startled by my own words. I sighed as I completed my statement. "I'm afraid to lose him as a friend. What...what if he doesn't have feelings for me?" I asked, as a tear feel down my cheek. 

"Oh, baby!" Hyungshik sympathetically whispered, as he pulled me into my arms. "I'll go ahead and take you home." I nodded, as I held back the rest of the tears. "How about this, after dinner, you call me over and we could drink till we're drunk, okay?" I chuckled, as I sniffled a bit. "You truly are the best."

"I know, baby. I know," he smiled as he let go of me. 

Then the butcher said, "Here have this! It's on the house." Then we both laughed as we took it. 

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"Are you sure you're okay with this Kwanghee guy?" Hyungshik asked me for the billionth time already. I laughed, "Of course I am. He's someone that I'm okay with."

"Ya know, if he hurts you again, call me and I'll be sure to teach the guy a lesson!" he threatened as he swung some imaginary punches at the air. I laughed again, "For the last time, I'm fine. Don't worry! I could take care of myself."

I went over to him, pushing him towards the entrance, making me laugh. "Oooooh~ Are you gonna do something with him?" he laughed, with that erted smile on his face. I slapped his back, "Yah! You're gross!" 

Then he stopped me midway, as he turned and pulled me into a hug again, "But I'm really serious. If he hurts you, don't forget to call me, okay?"

I hugged him back, hearing the sincerity in his voice. He really did mean it. After all, he was someone whom I cared about too. After we parted, I expected him to leave immediately, but he didn't. After putting on his shoes, he bent down to eye level with me. "Kiss, Kiss," he smiled, as he pointed at his cheek. 

Ugh, not this again. I know he's a friend and all, but he could be overdoing it sometimes. "Come on, you know you love me," he playfully said as he grinned at me. I laughed, "You're such a weirdo." But all jokes aside, I went over and kissed his cheek as he did so on my cheek. "Love you," he said. I smiled. "Love you too." We knew we're just friends afterall. It's just a friend thing. 

"Um...am I interrupting something?" 

I looked ahead to see that Kwanghee's head was sticking out from outside the door. I gasped. OH ! I hope he didn't see what just happened!

Hyungshik straightened his posture as he turned to Kwanghee, who was inviting himself in. "I was wondering who's car was that out there," Kwanghee laughed as he took off his shoes. He looked at Hyungshik, a bit amazed with his height. "Omo! Who might you be?" 

Hyungshik smiled as he introduced himself, "Hi, I'm Park Hyungshik." I could see that Kwanghee extended a hand out. Hyungshik looked at it. I could see that he was about to do something mean, so I smacked his . "PLEASE! To meet you," Hyungshik yelled out at first from the slap and grabbed Kwanghee's hand. 

Kwanghee smiled with happiness, "I can't believe I never met you before! I thought I knew all of ______'s friends!" 

"Well looks like she's kept me a secret for a long time!" my best friend laughed out, creating the smiling Kwanghee into a confused smile. Gah! He's goingto misunderstand me even more! "Well I gotta get going!" Hyungshik smiled as he ran out the door, "Bye Angel!" I cringed at that pet name. Oh, I'm sooo going to kill him. 

Kwanghee looked back at me, "He seems like a nice guy!" I nervously smiled, "Let's forget about him and let's cook, neh?"

He happily nodded carrying his bags into the house. "I have so much to tell you," he grinned goofily. This is really gonna be a long night...

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"After telling her that she was the only one for me. Well she just was happy. And what made things better was that I made sure to tell her that there was no one else out there for me. Just her," Kwanghee smiled for the umptenth time already. 

I absorbed the new information as I slowly ate my noodles. We were having Italian night and it was going well, well according to him at least. I sipped my wine as he continued. "It feels good to know that you'll be with the one that's always been with you the whole entire time, ya know?" he smiled, looking at me with those happy puppy eyes. I nodded as I gulped down the wine. Please make this stop!

"Oh! Speaking of relationships, who was that guy earlier?" Kwanghee asked, slurping up some noodles. I nearly spat out my wine, only to to swallow it down the wrong pipe, causing me to cough. "Are you okay?" he asked me with concern.

What was he talking about? "Eh?!" I yelled out, as I continued to cough. "Well, I never met him before. I thought I knew all your friends. Is he your boyfriend?" 

What the hell is he thinking? My boyfriend? Wouldn't I have told this idiot if Hyungshik was really my boyfriend. "You're kidding me right?" I looked at him appalled.

"You don't have to hid it. It's okay to tell me," Kwanghee smiled, putting his utensils down. "I've always told you my own problems and almost everything about my life. You don't have to strain yourself. I'm your best friend too, ya know?" 

Best friend...

He only sees me as a friend...that's it...But he means so much more to me. 

"We never talk about you, ever. You always let me do the talking. I would like to listen for a change," he smiled, gently making my heart beat twice. I love that smile. I would do anything to keep that smile going. 

"You know, he's not my boyfriend," I calmly said. He nodded and let out a long breath of relief, "Woo, that's a relief. I was about to say, my little girl is growing up!" he laughed, shaking his head a bit as he grabbed his fork again. What did he mean by that? "I'm kinda glad you're not seeing anyone. It would make me sad. You are my best friend after all. But at least you're telling me this now."

There he goes again. Best friend...

But why do I feel as if there is something between us? Oh, I just want to confess to you so bad right now, Hwang Kwanghee.

"But ya know, now that we're on this topic. I have someone that I really like right now..." I blushed a bit, feeling embarrassed by the fact that I'm doing this right now. 

"Chincha? TELL ME!" Kwanghee propped his head on his hands, as if we're gossiping. He's really goofy sometimes.

I tried to play this off, "Well~ I've known him for a while now." My heart was racing like crazy, was I really doing this? "I met him when he was a drunk at..." I quickly thought of something, improvising things along the way. "...at a bar. He was so helpless that I helped him get back on his feet."

"And then what?" he smiled enjoying me telling him a story for once. I smiled, recalling some of the memories. "Ever since we met, we've always spoke on the phone or texted each other. Sometimes I wonder if he really likes me," I propped myself on my right hand, as I thought of the details of some of our memories. "I remember at one point, on my birthday, he made me breakfast as soon as I woke up," I sighed out of happiness, being as convincing as ever. I hope he can't tell I was lying. 

"Oh dang! I was thinking about doing that for your next birthday! Why didn't I think about it?" Kwanghee snapped his fingers. In truth though, Kwanghee actually came to my door steps and surprised me with a bouquet of flowers in hand. "Happy Birthday!" he had shouted out, as I jumped into his open arms hugging him. Then that night, he took me out to the fanciest restaurant along with the best dishes presented in front of me. And to end the wonderful evening, he brought in a large birthday cake from his kitchen out to me, where I was waiting for him, into the dark room. That night was probably the most memorable night I've always had. 

"And sometimes I feel as if there is a connection between me and him..." I confessed, as I looked at him. Kwanghee gave me all his attention in the world. "Really? Well why don't you go ahead and tell him how you feel?"

"Well...the thing is, everytime I'm ready to tell him, he ends up telling me about his girlfriend..." I looked down sadly. And the next thing happened, I felt his warm wrapping around my own. I looked up, a bit surprised. "Well you shouldn't give up yet! I mean it sounds like he's a great guy. I can't believe he's never asked you out. I mean, who doesn't want this beautiful being?" he asked, making me smile.

"You're beautiful. Smart. Funny, Amazing, And not to mention, AMAZING~~~ at cooking," Kwanghee squeezed my hand as he exaggerated the word "amazing". I laughed as I flipped my hand over and our hands automatically intertwined together. "Thanks, Kwanggie~ That means a lot. I'm not confident though...What if we're not friends anymore?" I asked, a bit frightened.

"What do you mean?" Kwanghee tilted his head out of curiosity. I sighed, "What if he doesn't share the same feelings as I do for him?" 

"If I were this guy, I would have dropped anyone for you," he confessed. My heart skipped another beat...

I didn't know what I was thinking when I said this. I blurted out, "You're the guy that I'm talking about."

Kwanghee laughed, "Eh? Really? That can't---"

"I'm in love with you Kwanghee. I've been in love with you for the longest time," I confessed, holding his hand tighter. Now I could see the confusion on his face, "But...that guy...and..and..."

"I'm in love with you, Hwang Kwanghee. I loved you now. And I still love you," I couldn't contain my own heart anymore, "I don't want to be just your friend! I just don't to be this 'Love Coach' anymore."

I was breathing hard now, still holding onto Kwanghee, as I stared at him. But he didn't look back at me, pulling away from my grip. I didn't hold back, as I let him slip away. "I...I can't think right now..." He stood up, grabbing his head. "So much is happening right now...I just..." 

"Please don't go!" I quickly grabbed his hand. "I know I'm your best friend. But I can't help but love you," I was on the verge of tears. But he carefully pulled his hand back, not wanting to hurt me. "I'll be going now," he murmured as he walked out of the dining room and out of the door. 

What have I done? 

-Kwanghee's POV-
I just...I just couldn't think at the moment. 

So many things were happening already. I was heartboken last night, then the next morning I got back together with my girlfriend, who is now my fiance. I've dealt with that much alread. But this? Having my only best friend being in love with me? That's a lot of pressure. Not to mention, it sounded as if she's been in love with me for the longest time.

I just need to think for now. I sighed as I got into my car and drove out of the street.

Wait...I just realized something. Why couldn't I reject her? Why couldn't I say something like "I don't love you at all!" or "I have a fiance!" But why couldn't I tell her that?

Then suddenly a flash of ______ staring at me as she confessed to me. "I'm in love with you Kwanghee," she said to me as I could see her tears on the verge of releasing themselves from the corners of her eyes. I've never seen her that vulnerable before. Then I felt my heart going out of control making me clench my chest. Why is it beating like this? This has never happened before!

I shook my head viguoursly as I continued to drive into the distance. 

I need to talk to someone about this! I can't keep something like this! I sighed once again, out of defeat. But the one that would listen to me about this sort of thing would have been ______. What will I do now?

I passed by a local bar and decided, "I mind as well stop by. I can't go home now...Yunhee will wonder why I'm back so early..." I turned into the parking lot of the bar and parked it. I got out and walked in, just wanting to take my mind off of everything.

I entered the bar, seeing that it was buzzing with many people, enjoying their drinks and their company of the night. I sighed. As I walked past each table to reach to the bar counter, I could have sworn each of them were either laughing with their buddies, which reminded me of me and ______, or a few couples intimately stared at each other, which I don't understand why, but I felt embarrassed by this. 

I immediately found an empty stool. "What can I get you?" the bartender offered me. I looked up, a bit nervous to ask for a beer for the first time. It's not like I'm not a drinker, but I drank only sodas and wine. But I wasn't sure, "Uhhh..."

"Get him a beer. I'll have one too. Just put it on my tab," I heard someone say, as he sat next to me. I was surprised, so I turned to the stranger, to only see that it was ________'s friend, Hyungshik. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked, shifting in my seat. What's this guy gonna do to me? Please don't let him hurt me!

The bartender brought our drinks to us, "Thanks, Junyoung-ah," Hyungshik thanked him as he got comfortable. He turned to me, "And shouldn't I be asking you that? Didn't you have dinner with _______?" I raised an eyebrow as he sipped his beer. 

"How did you know?" I asked, hesitant about drinking this beer. Just when I was gonna take a sip, until he took the drink away, "Oh gah! You don't have to try so hard. You're such an eyesore! Get him a Coca-cola on rocks."

"Hey!" I complained. "Why would you do that? I was just about to drink!"

"Dude, you don't have to try so hard. I completely forgot that you had drinking beer," Hyungshik pinched his nose bridge out of frustration. "How did you know that?" I asked, a bit shocked to hear he knows that too...

"She talks about you so much to me. It actually feels like I know you personally. It's really unbelievable, ya know? I know more about you, yet she never seems to talk about me..." he smirked as he took a nice sip of his beer, smacking in the end to absorb the drink's taste. "I know what you like, what you hate. What you do for fun, almost everything."

"Why would she tell you of all people about me like that? You're just a stranger to her, right?" I wanted answers, there's so much to her that I don't even know about. 

_________'s friend gasped, covering his mouth, "She really didn't tell you?" I tilted my head out of confusion as Bartender Junyoung placed a cup of soda in my hands. I nodded my thanks to him as I turned back towards Hyungshik. What was he talking about? I'm just puzzled by everything he's doing right now. 

"Dude, I'm her best friend! We grew up together. We're like bros. I see her as my sister and she sees me as her brother. Didn't she tell you?" he asked, sipping his drink. 

I shrugged, "Well she just said that you weren't her boyfriend..." I sipped my Coke. 

"What? You thought I was her...and she was my..." he laughed at the thought of it. "I'll never see her that way! She's just a friend. I have a girlfriend already. No thanks to that," he waved his hand to wave the topic away.

"Oh...okay...well why is it that she hasn't told me about you before?" I asked him, eyes serious now. He simply shrugged, "Well~ one thing was well she doesn't want to give you the wrong idea...I mean, come on, you thought I was her boyfriend. Which is like to me. Gross~" he shuttered. 

I gritted my teeth and gripped my drink, afraid to ask the next question, but I went ahead and asked, "Give me the wrong idea? What do you mean?"

Then he fell silent, as he avoided my gaze. "Umm..." he mumbled. I turned to him, eyes asking him to tell me now. "I can't...it's a..." he played with his cup between his hands. 

"She told me that she loved me..." I practically blurted out. Hyungshik looked up at me, shocked. "Eh?" 

I looked up at Bartender Junyoung, "Get me your strongest scotch."

"What are you doing?" Hyungshik gripped my shoulder. I looked at him, "You knew she loved me didn't you?" His head dropped a bit, trying to hide that fact. "For how long?" I asked, as Bartender Junyoung gave me a cup and poured me a quarter of the cup with scotch. I waited for an answer, but nothing was said, as he wasn't sure if it's safe to tell me. "I asked, HOW LONG?" 

He took a deep breath, "For two years now." I down my drink. "Kwanghee-shi!" he shouted out, as I could feel my face scrunch up at the taste of this strength in the alcohol. After a few minutes of struggling to try to drink it, it finally went down my throat, feeling a bit light headed. "Wow...that's strong!" 

"Are you ok----" he started up. 

I turned to him, just a tad tipsy. "Why would she love me? I'm nothing to her! All I do is...is...complain to her about my relationships! I practically use her for her advices!" I admitted, the alcohol almost getting to me. 

"You know, there's actually more to why she loves you. She tells me that aside from all the complaining you do, you do some of the sweetest things for her. Like one time, you did the most extravegant dinner for her birthday! And what she tells me that you do for your girlfriend is make a cake and surprise her with a little gift!" Hyungshik tried to make a point, but I retaliated, "Well that's because I owe her a lot for what she's done for me!" 

"Dude, you know in your heart, from the bottom of that heart, that what you do for _______ was more than just oweing her back. Isn't it?" he pointed at my chest. 

I turned to the Bartender, "A cup of Coke please..." He nodded as he quickly grabbed me one. I thought about what Hyungshik had said. What if he's right? Was what I do for ______ more than just oweing her back? Then again, another time I did over did her promotion party that she only told me. I felt special to be the only one to be told at the time. I was actually the first. 

And now that I'm thinking about all the fun times I had with _______, seeing her smile with joy, dancing in happiness, even intentively listening to my problems. After all this time, she really has cared for me. And suddenly a flash of her face expression when she tried to hold me back with her one last time and I pulled away from her, my heart squeezed in my chest. I grabbed my chest, "Why is it feeling like this?"

"It's called love," Hyungshik said. I grabbed my cup of Coke and downed it as well, slamming the cup onto the counter, "That can't be! I'm in love with my fiance! I can't love ______..." I fell into my arms. 

"So...I'm guessing you rejected ______ then?" I looked up at the Hyungshik who's ready to jump towards ________ and rescue her. I shook my head, "I just told her that I needed to think...But I left her place..."

Hyungshik looked at me, surprised, "Are you telling me that you left her there? She's probably crying by now!" He was trying to keep his cool, as I could see. I grunted, feeling bad now. "Why does she have to love me? Why couldn't she just love you? You're a lot better than me!"

"No...I'm not...like I said, she loves you. She's been in love with you. Why can't you see that?" Hyungshik pulled out his wallet as he slapped on the counter a large amount of money. "I'm going to go check up on her. For now, don't you dare speak to her! Until you find out who's more important to you, don't you ever talk to her again!" Then he ran off and out the door. I took a slow breath. Why couldn't he be the one that loves her? Why couldn't she love him?

I stood up, "Did he pay for me?" 

"Yep," the Bartender Junyoung nodded as he finished counting the money. "I hope you could solve the problem." I nodded as I waved at him. 

I was still sober enough to drive back to my home, where my fiance, Yunhee, is probably waiting for me. 

-Your POV-
I took another good chug of wine, staring at Kwanghee's unfinished food. Thinking about him just keeps hurting me. The tears just wouldn't stop. 

I wiped my eyes, wanting these damn tears to stop falling. Why am I like this for? 

All I ever wanted was to confess to Kwanghee, right? And I did it! But as my fear predicted, my confession ruined our friendship. He never had feelings for me. Why am I so ridicuously hopelessly in love? 

Then I heard the door open, making me stop the small hiccups that were occurring. "Who's there?" my voice croaked, as I heard the person running into the dining room. I looked up to see that it was Hyungshik, "Baby~" 

I teared up some more, happy that he came instead of Kwanghee. I just really wanted to hold onto to someone that I cared about. "Shikkie~" I cried out as I stood up and opened my arms, wanting a hug. He ran up to me and held me in his arms. I stood there crying into his chest as he held me close. 

"He completely rejected me, Shikkie..." my voice was muffled. He rubbed my back in comfort as he tried to calm me down, but I just got worse as I progressed. "I confessed to him. I finally told him that I loved him. It felt good for a bit then...you should have seen...seen the look on his face, Shikkie!" I looked up, my tears running down my face as if they were waterfalls. 

"I'm so sorry, Baby," Hyungshik whispered, as he cupped his hands on my cheeks and wiped the tears off my face. I shook my head, "Why couldn't I tell him a lot sooner! It was the worst timing...Why am I such an idiot?" I laid my head on his chest again, as Hyungshik swayed us back and forth. 

"He's the one at fault. He's the real idiot. He's confused, Baby. Don't blame yourself," he tried to comfort me. I closed my eyes. "I just...I just wished he wasn't the one I love..."

"I know what's it like, Baby. Sometimes love could be tough. You just have to be patient. What did he exactly say?"

I sniffled and swallowed down my tears, "He said he...he needed to think..."

"See? He didn't really reject you. He's probably thinking right now," Hyungshik tried to sound cheerful. I sighed. Maybe...but what he said just now, did made me feel somewhat better. "How about this, if he doesn't come by to talk to you this week, then he's just a chicken and he doesn't deserve you. So you drop him like he's trash and forget him."

I agreed with him. I just needed to rest now. "Thanks, Shikkie. I needed that," I took in a deep breath as I pulled away from him. "Here, why don't you get some rest and I'll take you to work tomorrow morning. Okay?" I nodded, as he rubbed my back. "Night, Shikkie," I waved at him, as he waved me to bed, "Night, Baby."

But that night, I couldn't sleep well. Everytime I drifted off to sleep, I've always had the same dream where I would date Kwanghee. Even somehow marry him. What was I thinking? This is gonna be a long night. 

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"Shikkie, I'm really okay," I plastered on a fake smile. "What are you talking about? I know that, duh!" he laughed. "Then...why did you give me a dozen of donuts as well as my favorite coffee and my favorite manga?" I asked him suspiciously. He shrugged. "I just thought you were in the mood for them."

"I hate glazed," I looked at him, "You're the one that likes them."

"Oops...it was the only one they had!" my best friend tried to sound convincing. "Look I appreciate the gesture, but I'm fine...OOOOOH! You got the next book to the series?" I asked happily looking at the new manga I got. He nodded happily as he stopped in front of the building where I work. "You have a good..." his smile fell. "What?" I asked him, as I noticed him looking out my window.

Following his gaze, I looked out to see what he was looking at. Then my smile fell. There on the stairs were none other than Kwanghee. I fell back into my seat, unsure if I could face him again. What if he hates me?

"Are you okay, Baby?" I looked up to see that my best friend was concerned about me. I solemnly sighed, as I nodded, "Yeah...I think so." 

"Do you want me to beat him up?" he offered, only making me laugh. "No! Don't do that!" "Then are you sure?" I smiled and hugged Hyungshik, "I'll be okay. Seriously, I think I'll be okay."

And Hyungshik left it at that. 

As I got out the car, I left the donuts behind but took the rest of the things he got me though. "Fighting!" Hyungshik whispered, as he put his fist up. I smiled as I shut the door and the car left. I sighed before turning around. 

Here goes nothing...

I walked towards the stairs, as I could see that Kwanghee was sitting there, hands between his legs to keep them warm. Please don't notice me. Please don't notice me. Please don't notice me. Just to make sure he couldn't see me, I took a good three or four steps to the side to avoid him. But just like the first time we met, he noticed me and ran up to me this time. "__________!" he cheerfully said, as he hopped in front of me, startling me a bit.

"Kwanghee?" I asked out of confusion. I was a bit confused. Why is he so cheerful?

Then his smile slightly fell, "Listen...I'm sorry about yesterday..." I tried to keep my neutral face on, holding back the sadness. I didn't respond to it. 

"But I hope we're still friends," Kwanghee shyly said, looking down awkwardly. I was somehow relieved, at least we're still friends. But does that mean he rejected me? I took a deep breath. "Yeah...I guess we are..." I mumbled.

"Oh goodie! I actually have something to tell you...it's about me and Yunhee," Kwanghee pulled me down to sit on the steps. I sighed, okay he really rejected me. 

"What is it?" I asked, looking at him curiously.

"Wait! I have something for you!" Kwanghee gave me a bag of stuff. I raised an eyebrow, unsure what's inside. "Look in it!" I shrugged as I looked into the bag to see my favorite chocolates, the best anime series, the first edition of 'You're Beautiful', even a bag of my favorite coffee beans. I looked up at him "What's this for?" 

He shrugged, "Look, I wanna make sure that I really do mean I'm sorry, so I knew how much you liked all of those things in there." 

I was shocked, he actually remembered all the things we've always talked about and what we liked.

"Look...I really do have something to talk about...I hope you don't mind listening to me again. I'm not even sure if you'll listen to me," he looked down in shame as I nodded. "Why don't you try me?" 

He looked up at me as we both smiled at each other, the same chemistry that connected us in the first place. "Well..." he started off.

So he told me what had happened yesterday. After dinner, how he encountered Hyungshik. And with little details, explained that what Hyungshik had said to him got him even more confused. So Kwanghee went back to his home, where his fiance was waiting for him. He assumed that since she was his fiance, she was would help him out. He had explained what happened to me and Kwanghee to her. Then they got into an argument again about who's more important. This time he listened to her and realized what she meant by "until you realize who's more important to you" speech. And in the end, they broke the engagement and broke up with each other for sure. 

Despite what happened between Kwanghee and me, I had my 'Love Coach' side come out to comfort him, "I'm so sorry, Kwanghee..." I rubbed his shoulder to give him support. "Yeah...it was tough," he sighed. But something was definitely different about him. 

"But you know what's different about this break up?" Kwanghee asked me, turning to me. I tilted my head, "What?"

He looked me in the eyes, "I don't feel sad at all. I don't even feel terrible about the break up." I thought about it. And it was true, everytime he broke up with someone or got into a terrible fight, he would try to maintain the relationship or he'll come to me crying or complaining about it. I was confused. Why isn't he sad about it?

"Where's the Kwanghee I know?" I suspciously looked at him, earning me a good laugh from him, seeing that amazing, natrual smile of his. "No, but seriously. Why aren't you sad?"

"Because I realized something," he smiled, as I could feel his hands gently grabbing my own. I was a bit surprised. "The relationship between me and Yunhee isn't anything compared to my relationship with you."

"What are you trying to say?"

"I can't believe I haven't even seen it before! I thought I was in love with Yunhee. I thought there was a spark or something. But all I've felt was pain from her. But with you? You're different. You're the reason why I keep smiling, ________." 

I couldn't help but smile as he said that. "And what I realized what Yunhee was saying about who's more important to me. I think I know who's more important to me. Remember how I said that if I was your 'crush' I would drop everything in the world for you?"

I nodded, on the verge of tears now. "Well...I realized how important you were to me. If I lost you, I wouldn't know what to do. I wouldn't feel happy at all. And I was the one that broke the engagement off."

I gulped. Why doesn't he just say it already? I'm freaking dying out of happiness. But I didn't expect this next thing. 

Kwanghee pulled me into a soft and gentle kiss, making me see fireworks. I never felt this way before. He let go of me. "Lee ________ mind if I take you out on a date?" I grinned. I couldn't believe that this was really happening. "As a friend?" I asked, unsure if I should say yes. I was mainly playing with him. 

"I want you to be my girl," Kwanghee smiled as he pulled me into another kiss. This kiss felt so right that I kissed him back.

After a few more seconds, we let go of each other, "It's a date." He grinned like an idiot. As we both stood up, he pulled my hand into his as we intertwined automatically. 

"I love you, ________," Kwanghee smiled, kissing my cheek. I smiled as well, kissing his cheek, "I love you, too, Kwanggie~"

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rukia1335 is finally FINISHED!

i'm sorry what took me so long to finally finish this one-shot!

it's been over a year already~ and now i finally got the time to finish this!

i'll have to admit though, this was a bit different than I had originally planned out a year ago.

But it's nice to see change, don'tcha think?

anyways, I'm sorry if it's a long one-shot! it's a lot longer than I expected~ 

maybe you could imagine this as a movie?

well, I hope you guys enjoyed this one-shot! 

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