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joon pulled the other closer to him, this thumbs going to work to wipe any and all tears that spilled from their eyes. he felt horrible that he made song suddenly feel so emotional, but maybe they would always feel this way so long as they tried to stay apart from one another. if there was one thing joon regretted, it was not fighting hard enough to change songâs mind. of course he tried, pleading with them and explaining how things would be okay, but in the end, he took his defeat and vanished. was this the world giving him a second chance to fight again? âyou never hurt me, song. not in the way you think. i never once complained about things between us, and i made sure to help you and care for you the best i could, and iâm sorry that it wasnât enough to make you happyâŠâ he chews on his bottom lip, his voice breaking slightly as tears start to sting the corner of his own brown hues. âi still love you,â he confesses without a second thought. âyou were the first person i ever loved, and thereâs not a day that goes by that i donât wish i could turn back time and make everything right again. you deserve to be happy, and i know if you gave me one more chance, i could make you happy. i can show you that i was never regretful for being with you.â his eyes gaze strongly at the other, hoping each and every word sunk in before he rests his head against their forehead, the feeling of being so physically close being one he missed more than anything. Â
âi was happy, joon. i was so happy.â they were. the happiest they had ever been, even. with joon there, it was like nothing else really mattered. like all their other troubles would just sort themselves out and they didnât need to worry anymore. joon was like a blanket of safety and warm and song hated himself for letting it go. they thought they were doing the right thing, but it seemed they just ended up hurting joon even more. âyou shouldnât have to be my full-time carer, joon. thatâs not a life i want for you. you should be able to love who you want without having to worry about their illness, or their temper or their habits.â the more he spoke, the more tears came to his eyes. upon hearing joonâs confession, song just froze. they couldnât find the right response going around in their head. there were too many things in there right now for him to keep track. they pressed their lips together, tasting the salt of their tears. song sqeezed their eyes shut as he felt the otherâs head touch his own. it was like they were being sent back in time, and everything was okay again. âi love you, joon.â they whispered. âi just want whatâs best for you.âÂ











