MyungGyu
SubstituteYou’re not someone special, just another man he could use and throw at will. But why would you hold on to false hope and promises when it tears you apart?
You begged him to stay, begged him to give you a chance but he just stood and walked away. Ypu cried endless rivers but that wasn’t something that will convince him. You knew where he’ll go, where he’ll sleep but you wanted to believe that you have a chance with him.
You curled into a ball as you let your body sleep, tired from the crying and the heartache you were feeling. You woke up alone in bed, not a single strand of hair to remind you of him. Your day dragged on like usual, greeting him like nothing happened.
You meet him in a corridor and you bowed with due respect, he just nodded. You handed im his morning coffee, and he placed a hand on top of yours.
“I’m sorry Myungsoo.” He uttered and you sighed.
“It’s nothing.” You replied and walked out of the office only to meet the smiling lad who took him away from you.
“Woohyun!” You heard him call out his name and you held the tears that were bound to fall.
There you were staring into space and nursing your wounds when the front door opens and he came in his drunken state. You forced him off you but the intoxicated man was too strong, and you know how much you wanted him even if it requires him to be in this state.
You fulfilled his wish; screamed his name at the expense of your bruised body. You listened as he called out his lover’s name while you cry in disgust about your pitiful state.
He left when he was sober, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead and the words of apologies. You shook your head and let him go before crying alone in bed, curling up into a ball and falling asleep like it always has been.
You woke up the next day, picking up the broken pieces and plastering that fake smile as you dressed yourself up. You loved him, true and deep and you knew that he won’t love you back. But you still hold on that little flicker of hope that even when you were just a substitute, a temporary bliss, you are still his.
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