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ᯓ★ soft spot !

| player 124 / nam-gyu x f! reader

summary. sometimes, having a soft spot for your boyfriend may or may not be a good thing.

contains. smut = minors, do not interact!

TAKING a deep breath, you could feel the breeze of the air touch your skin making you shiver. You rubbed your shoulders, trying to make some sort of heat to lessen the cold.

You stood outside Nam-gyu's apartment, knocking as you waited for your boyfriend to unlock and open the door for you. You could hear your boyfriend hastily moving around the apartment, making you suspicious of what he's possibly doing inside.

You checked your phone to see what time it was already.

12:33 A.M.

Your boyfriend suddenly called you in the middle of the night, asking you to come to his apartment.

After a few minutes of waiting outside, he finally opened the door.

As you walked inside, the smell of cigarettes wafted in the air, letting you exhale some of it.

"Were you smoking?"

Nam-gyu didn't immediately respond to your question. Instead, he walked right up to your back, hugging you from behind. His hands went inside your shirt, caressing your tummy whilst his face snuggled on your neck, inhaling your scent.

Finally, he whispered, "Yeah, I couldn't fall asleep."

Lifting one of your eyebrows at his actions, you just nodded and gently lifted your hand in the air to rub his hair.

"So, why'd you call me late?"

Nam-gyu paused again, hesitating for at least a second, before whispering in your ears, "Baby... I'm so f*cking horny right now. I need help..."

Your hand on his head stopped, "Did you— you used drugs again tonight, didn't you?"

"Yeah. I couldn't help it when you're not with me," the tone of your boyfriend's answer almost like a whine, "So, help me fix this, okay? It's so f*cking painful."

"Babe, I'm not in the mood right now for that. Can't you just jerk yourself off?"

He complained, "I already did it. But, it wouldn't go away. C'mon, baby, please," he then added, "Just the tip, I promise."

Feeling you nudge him, Nam-gyu let you go, observing as you turned in his direction.

Seeing his sorry state and the obvious bulge in his pajamas, you sighed, "Okay— but, just the tip."

Nam-gyu immediately held one of your hands, bringing you to his couch.

You sat down, taking your shorts off.

Without warning you, your boyfriend pushed you on the couch, laying you down. His fingers dug softly into your thighs, fondling them before holding the hem of your panties, pulling them off of you hastily.

Nam-gyu's rough hands spread your legs wide, diving right between them. Like a starving animal in the wild, his mouth devoured your cunt like there's no tomorrow.

The sudden action ripped out loud moans from your throat, and the filthy sounds between your legs made your back arch in pleasure.

Nam-gyu's tongue licked long and hard on your pussy, swallowing your juice that was flowing out of you. He then moved his tongue to your hole, penetrating it.

When his nose rubbed on your clit, your hand automatically went into his head, whining whilst your nails dug right into his scalp, adding pain and pleasure to him. Nam-gyu could feel his cock twitching painfully inside his pajamas, almost as if it was telling him to let it out.

All of a sudden, he stopped and removed his face from your twitching cunt. Your boyfriend impatiently stuffed two fingers inside, watching intently as your pussy swallowed them inside, pumping it fast and firmly.

You tried to push him off by begging, "Ahn~ f*ck, baby. Slo-ow down, pleaseee. I'm gonna—"

"Shhh, it's okay, baby. Just take what I give you, okay? I know you can handle it for me," then, he added another finger, hitting all of your soft spots inside.

The pleasure you received just from his three fingers made you feel like you were on cloud nine. Your boyfriend's fingers that were skillfully jerking in and out of you were sending you to the edge.

You're going to cum.

You were about to come until he stopped abruptly, denying your incoming orgasm.

"Nooo, baby. Please, why'd you stop?"

Your whines stimulated his cock. The way you look right now made it hard for him to really just put the tip in.

Nam-gyu cursed under his breath at how painful his cock was, until finally, he pushed his pajamas off with his hands, letting it breathe. The cold air hitting his warm and aching cock sent pleasure to him as he let out a grunt.

He wrapped his fingers around his cock, briefly stroking it, watching as it oozed bead of pre-cum. Your boyfriend let it drip into your cunt before rubbing himself on you.

Both of you moaned, feeling each other's heat from both sexes. His hips moved slowly, letting your juices smear on his cock.

Nam-gyu aligned his cock in your pussy, ready to push in, "Baby, remember? Just the tip— AHH~"

You felt full but his cock just entered your pussy by half, not just the tip as he said.

"F*ck, baby, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to slip," he lied, his mouth littering kisses on your neck, leaving marks.

"Y-You liar, you promised— AH AHH, just the tip~," your voice dragged, your moans getting louder.

Then without warning, he came inside. The way you were gripping his cock made him just too hot. This earned you a breathy laugh from him, "Baby, your cunt's so f*cking tight I came so soon," he groaned, "But, that doesn't mean that I'm done yet."

With that, he stuffed your cunt fully with his cock.

Nam-gyu's fingers dug into the skin of your hip, your legs wrapped around his hips, holding you in place as he repeatedly pounded your cunt.

The intense action caused your nails to drag across his back, leaving red trail marks stinging on his back.

Your throat was burning from how loud you were screaming his name. But both of you couldn't care less about the neighbor who was banging on the wall, cursing and yelling loudly at the two of you to quiet down.

Nam-gyu felt you tighten and twitch from his cock, indicating you were going to come soon.

"Baby, Ngn~ I'm cumming—"

"Yeah, I know," he grunted, "Let's cum together, baby, yeah?"

Sloppily pumping his cock, both of you felt the incoming climax.

With one final thrust, he came alongside you.

As he drained himself of his cum to you, he collapsed on top of you, the intense orgasm overwhelming his mind and hindering him from forming any kind of thoughts.

"I love you, baby," you heard him whisper in your chest before passing out.

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ᯓ★ real man !

| player 388 / kang dae-ho x f! reader

summary. dae-ho's trauma serves as a reminder for him of his unpleasant past that keeps haunting him till this day. luckily, he always has you by his side.

contains. au, ooc(?), light angst w/ happy ending

EVEN without admitting it, Dae-ho was well aware of the fact that he's not as strong as he tries to appear to be.

The trauma he received from the past was a living proof of how Dae-ho would never be able to live up to the expectations of what his father had wanted and pressured him to be since he was a child— a real man.

But, he couldn't follow the rules dictated by the society of what makes one a real man. Not when his actions speak for what he truly is.

Dae-ho is a protector, not a dictator.

He was not like how other men usually act when in a relationship. This made him feel insecure about himself. It made him question whether he truly deserves to be with someone like you.

Dae-ho is not the type of boyfriend who puts great importance on emphasizing his masculinity through acts of being the dominant or tough one in the relationship.

No, your boyfriend, Kang Dae-ho, was the type of lover who shows his vulnerable side to you. A man who knows his boundaries and respects yours as well as your decisions, even when it doesn't align with his.

Kang Dae-ho is the type of man who can be tough when he needs to be.

And you preferred him to be that way.

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You were sitting on the sofa with Dae-ho's head on your lap while his body was sprawled on the couch. You played with his soft hair, occasionally massaging his scalp, while your other hand was on Dae-ho's own, playing with your fingers.

Your lips curled into a smile as you listened to your boyfriend rant about his day, observing and enjoying yourself at every expression he cutely displayed, showing you how he felt in every situation.

Both of you were enjoying the moment, having no one else but each other. Dae-ho was the one who mostly spoke, while you listened.

The two of you were relaxed together. Then all of a sudden, the sound of your phone ringing interrupted your conversation with him.

Being the one closest to the low table, he sat up and picked up the phone for you.

Once he handed you the phone, he stayed silent, allowing you to talk to the person on the other line.

Thanking him, you picked up the phone, noticing the caller was unknown.

The conversation you initiated was formal, intending to end it quickly. But, the person on the other side kept dismissing your words, asking personal questions about you despite being already told you have a boyfriend.

This made you feel annoyed and frustrated. People like these are very hard to talk to without losing your patience.

Dae-ho seemed to have sensed your frustration as he gently patted your shoulder. Seeing your frustrated expression, he gently took the phone from your hand, and confronted the person in a serious tone of voice, "Hey, man. This is her boyfriend. My girlfriend here is not comfortable with you talking to her. I know she already told you this, so I'd appreciate it if you stop bothering her from now on, thank you."

As soon as he ended the call, you jumped right into his arms, clinging onto him tightly. You started showering him with words of affection, expressing how grateful you were for having such a great boyfriend and how you didn't deserve him.

But to Dae-ho, it was the opposite. What he had done just a while ago is a bare minimum of what you truly deserved.

The truth is that he's willing to do much more for you. And all you have to do is to be by his side— and to stay with him forever.

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ᯓ★ it's ride or die, baby !

| player 230 / choi su-bong / thanos x f! reader

summary. you're not a big fan of your boyfriend's hobby. but, you wouldn't mind tagging along with him— even if it means danger.

contains. au, fluff, mature themes

WITNESSING a car blowing up was not a rare sight for you and your boyfriend, Choi Su-bong, most commonly known as Thanos.

Tasting the sweet flavor of your lollipop on your tongue, your eyes scanned the view across the street, watching the siren retrieve the deceased person inside the ambulance.

Without looking at your boyfriend, you muttered enough for him to hear, "Do you think he crashed the car on purpose?"

Your boyfriend replied, clearly unbothered at the scene in front of him, "Nah, babe. He's just stupid."

The reply made you nibble on your bottom lip, feeling worried start to creep in inside your head.

Su-bong felt your nervousness by the way you lightly tapped his hand, indicating you wanted to hold him. He let you hold his hand, squeezing your hands softly, "What's wrong, babe?"

You whispered honestly, "Just nervous about tonight..."

"Do you trust me?"

You immediately answered, "Of course!"

"Then there's nothing to worry about, babe. If anything out of hand happens, I'd handle 'em for you."

You nodded, your fear slowly subsiding at his words of reassurance. You leaned your head on his shoulder, listening to what he was going to say next, "That dude crashed his car because he didn't follow that one rule when it comes to driving."

"What?"

You asked your boyfriend in pure curiosity and anticipation. He stared at our expression for a few seconds before answering.

"Don't be stupid," he nonchalantly said as he took the lollipop from your mouth to his.

"Hey! That's mine— really?"

You watched him chew the lollipop into small crumbs until it melted right into his tongue. You frowned, clearly not happy about what he'd done.

Suddenly, his finger lifted your face by your chin. And without giving you a warning, his lips touched yours.

Although confused, you reciprocated the kiss.

He pried your lips open, pushing his tongue inside your mouth, intertwining with yours.

You could taste the sweet flavor of your lollipop as Su-bong's hands squeezed your waist, pulling you closer. Your face flushed at the sudden action, whining as the two of you continued to make out in public despite the judging eyes of the people passing by.

After a few minutes, the two of you separated from each other, leaving a trail of saliva from both your lips. You wiped it off, feeling your lips start to feel sore at the rough treatment it received.

"You could've just bought me a new one."

He smirked, "But you would've preferred my lips anyway."

That was the truth.

ᯓ★

The dark alley wasn't as silent as it had been on the previous nights that passed. People's voices mixed with the loud, booming music created a party-like atmosphere in the street.

The sound of the car engines roared through the night, the drivers inside speeding up as they left their imprint on the road.

Holding your boyfriend's hand, you never took your eyes off of his back as he led you out of the crowd, walking towards the rows of cars parked not far away from the main road that was used for the race.

Once you and him were finally released from the crowd, his hands let go of yours, placing it to your waist, pulling you closer as you walked side-by-side.

You could feel the heated glare your best friend's eyes, Myung-gi, were sending towards Su-bong's direction. He was not happy that your boyfriend decided to bring you with him.

Myung-gi was aware he shouldn't do anything rashly knowing that he's under the influence. But, the sight of you being with Su-bong made something stir inside of his head.

Without thinking of the possible consequences of his actions, Myung-gi released himself from his girlfriend's hand.

"[Name]!"

Myung-gi called out, putting on a smile as he approached you. Disregarding the unwelcome look your boyfriend was giving him, he pulled you in for a hug.

He held you tightly, "I missed you, you know? You never have the time to hang out with me after you got with... him."

Holding your hands up in the air, you slowly patted his back, "Yeah, I missed you and Jun-hee too."

You smiled at Jun-hee who was following Myung-gi. You thought he was going to let you go soon, but he didn't.

Feeling the hug was a bit way longer than it should have been, you patted his back, "Myung-gi?"

Su-bong pushed the other man away from you, obviously pissed, "Woah, woah! That's enough hug from my woman. You're not his boyfriend, yeah?"

Jun-hee held the man steady, making sure he was okay before shifting her eyes to the two of you, "Sorry about that. Myung-gi's drank a lot tonight."

"What? I'm not drunk, I didn't even drink that much!"

You smiled awkwardly, "Yeah, he's drunk. We should probably go now since the race is about to start," you waved at her, dragging your boyfriend away.

ᯓ★

"Baby, wait— mhm, not now!"

You begged your boyfriend, feeling his hands slither under your skirt, caressing your thighs. You tried to hold in your moans as he continued to litter kisses, bite, and suck on your neck— you were sure you wouldn't be able to hide it for the next few days no matter what you do.

Although breathless, you managed to whisper in his ears, "I only love you, baby. Not him, so don't be jealous of him."

He grumbled, "I'm not jealous of him, I just hated how he touched you."

You giggled at his response. Placing your hands on his cheeks, you kissed him passionately.

ᯓ★

"Brace yourself, baby. This is gonna be the best ride you'll ever experience in your whole life."

Rolling your eyes at his smug expression, you fastened your seatbelt and put your helmet on, ready to take off.

With his hands squeezing your thigh one last time, he asked, "You ready, baby?"

You deadpan, "Do I have a choice?"

"Nah."

With one final look at you, the final signal was sent, and the car he drove accelerated.

Your grip on your seatbelt tightened in fear. You felt like any second from now, the car would crash and both of you would die from how fast everything was going at the moment. You held yourself back from fainting.

Your boyfriend's reaction was the complete opposite of yours. He seems to be having the time of his life.

His opponent, Myung-gi, didn't seem to be the same.

Su-bong decided it was a good chance to teach this dude who's the boss. He lightly lowered the speed of the car, getting on the same level as Myung-gi's.

Lowering the car's window after sensing your best friend's eyes in your direction, he steered the cars wheels to the side, aggressively bumping the side on Myung-gi's car causing it to sway and almost crash in a nearby light post.

"Baby, what the f*ck are you doing?"

He answered, "Just being friendly."

Seeing the annoyed expression of Myung-gi, Su-bong felt satisfied as he closed the window and burst out laughing. The speed of vehicle went even faster before, overpowering the opponents as they were left behind.

The gap between him and the opponent's car was quite significant, showing you how skilled and talented your boyfriend really in in this field. Hell, he even had the audacity to place one of his hands on your thighs.

As much as you hated to admit it, your boyfriend's ability to maneuver the car was out of this world. It's as if the car and he turned into one entity.

With only one hand on the steering wheel, his control of the situation didn't affect how well he avoided obstacles that the two of you faced along the way.

You could feel the finish line was getting closer. You're certain your boyfriend's going to win.

Out of nowhere, a loud bang echoed at the back of the car. Confused, she asked her boyfriend, "What was that?"

"Well, well. Guess what? The motherf*cker finally decided to show his true colors," he sneered.

The attack didn't end just there. Multiple rounds of shots were sent towards the car. Unfortunately, Su-bong was preoccupied as he was controlling the car, making him unable to do anything but try to dodge the bullets from touching the wheels.

But, your hands were free. And Su-bong knew just avoiding it wouldn't help all that much. If they don't attack back, they'll get hit by the bullets.

"Baby, get the gun. It's in the back of my car"

"What? What do you want me to do?!," you choked, fear visibly showing on your face.

He asked in a serious tone, "Choose your side, baby. Me or that bastard?"

"You, of course."

His eyes softened at your answer before giving a light squeeze on your thigh, "Then, get the gun for me and let that bastard have a taste of his own medicine."

Although you still feel hesitant to do it, you nod your head and followed your boyfriend's order.

Sensing your nervousness, he reassured you, "Don't worry, baby. I'll handle everything else for you, just focus on what I said."

Believing his words, you put your head out the window, and without giving a warning, you released your first shot.

Bingo.

Luck seemed to be on your side as the first shot landed on the enemy's wheels, making the car stagger and almost crash. But you didn't stop there, you released another one.

The aim didn't miss, not even once. Seems like the shooting practice with your boyfriend was finally paying off.

Witnessing this through the side mirror, your boyfriend whistled, "That was so f*cking hot, baby!"

You couldn't help but smile at his proud expression, feeling a little bit proud of yourself knowing you just protected and saved you and your boyfriend's lives.

But still, you felt guilty for doing that to your friend.

"Baby, don't feel guilty. He was the one who did it first," he seemed to be able to read your mind at how he knew what was going on inside your head.

You nodded, releasing your negative emotions through a sigh.

Finally, the car reached the finish line.

Everyone who placed their bets on your boyfriend to win cheered, congratulating him whilst they surrounded his figure as soon as he left the car.

He ignored the crowd as he proceeded to walk on the other side of the car, opening it as he led you out.

With his hand placed on your waist, he kissed you passionately in front of the crowd before whispering in your ears, "Baby, I'm gonna kill that bastard tonight, is that okay?"

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ᯓ★ train fun !

| player 124 / nam-gyu x f! reader

summary. working all day is very exhausting for you and your boyfriend, nam-gyu. maybe, a little relief for the both of you would help you out.

warning. smut = minors, do not interact!

THE train tonight was packed with too many passengers.

It reminded you of a canned sardines- every single person inside was compressed and packed together to fit.

Both you and your boyfriend were fortunate enough to enter the train earlier than the others, allowing you to find a spot inside easier.

Unfortunately, you were not lucky enough to save yourselves an available seat, ending with the two of you standing on a pressed on a corner by the people around you and Nam-gyu.

His arm held your waist securely, the other held one of the handle bar placed hanging on the ceiling for support. Your back was on his front, making sure you wouldn't get hurt in any form or a stranger try to lay their hands on you.

With your phone already drained of its battery, you had no sort of distraction to entertain yourself with. You felt tired from today's work, sleepiness slowly entering your system.

You leaned your head to your boyfriend's chest, making yourself comfortable despite the position you were both in.

Suddenly, you felt him slightly shift- a hard thing grinding on your lower back.

Your eyes locked on his, with your brows furrowed.

Nam-gyu's dilated, bloodshot eyes and flushed appearance is what you found your boyfriend's currently state in, causing your eyes to widen, "Are you high right now?"

"No, baby. I'm hard," he whispered, breathing unsteady as he leaned closer to your ears, "So f*cking hard."

Squeezing you hip, he lightly kissed your ear, "I wanna f*ck you so bad. Right here, right now-"

You hissed, cutting him off, "Baby, not now. Let's wait till we get home- ah, no! Wait-"

Nam-gyu's hand slither under your skirt like a snake, your thighs clamped together as you feel your boyfriend's fingers rub sensually at your clothed slit.

You bit your lips, trembling as you gripped the arm of your boyfriend that was placed between your legs, "B-but, what if we get caught?"

"It'll be quick, baby. Just let me rub my cock between those pretty thighs, please?," Nam-gyu whispered, pushing aside your panties, and dipping one of his fingers inside you without a warning.

Your breath hitched, placing your hands to your lips trying to lower down the volume of your whine.

Your eyes darted from left to right, a silent sigh of relief escaping from your lips after seeing none of the passengers noticed the perverted act you and Nam-gyu were commiting in public.

Two fingers slid inside easily inside you as Nam-gyu's cock rubbed against your ass, aching and dripping pre-cum from neglect, leaving a patch of wetness on your white skirt.

The way his fingers worked so skillfully made you tremble and moan breathlessly, feeling yourself getting nearer to your climax.

Your thoughts were starting to get cloudy from the pleasure you were receiving from Nam-gyu, "Ah, f*ck. Baby, I'm gonna cum, slow down-"

Nam-gyu didn't. His hands worked faster than before, hitting all your spots.

Your knees felt weak, if your boyfriend wasn't holding you firmly in place, you would've already fallen down the floor for everyone to notice.

Not a minute after, you came.

Your cum was all over his hands, some dripping down the floor.

"Filthy," he chuckled, panting heavily.

Exhausted from the orgasm, you stopped yourself from fainting right then and there.

Not when your boyfriend was impatiently unzipping his pants just behind you.

The squelching noises coming from your boyfriend using your cum as a lubricant for his cock sent a shiver down your spine, anticipation running through your veins as he pulled your hips towards his.

Nam-gyu's cock easily slid in between your thighs, rubbing on your cunt.

Without wasting any more second, he started pounding on your thighs, groaning and leaving a long line of curses under his breath.

"Nooo, baby. They're gonna notice-"

Pushing you further down until you're bended at a 90° arch, you face was smothered on the glass wall of the speeding train, allowing anyone outside to easily discover your lewd display.

Quickening his pace, Nam-gyu didn't held himself back anymore- not caring whether the people around you would finally notice.

Your boyfriend pounded on your ass like there's no tomorrow, the slapping noises echoing all over the train.

People near you started to back away, clearly disturbed and disgusted.

Tears started to gather on your eyes as you noticed this, covering your face in humiliation.

"F*ck, are you turned on by this?"

Nam-gyu whispered in your ears after feeling your cunt get wetter, turning him on further.

You could feel his cock twitch, indicating he's going to cum soon.

With one final thrust, the train stopped.

"F*ck, are you turned on by this?"

Nam-gyu whispered in your ears after feeling your cunt get wetter, stimulating his cock much further.

You could feel his cock twitch, indicating he's going to cum soon.

With one final thrust, the train stopped.

Ignoring the cum still dripping down your skirt onto the floor, ushered him to put his pants back on.

With your gaze stuck on the floor, you dragged your high boyfriend out of the train, dashing as you dared not look back.

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ᯓ★ give up !

| player 380 / se-mi x f! reader

summary. when you finally realized it's time to let go the person you love for almost 3 years, she suddenly comes back into your life.

contains. angst

HER motionless figure standing at your doorstep is what greeted you as soon as you opened your door.

'This is a dream,' you convinced yourself. But the cold breeze of air on your thin nightgown was telling you otherwise. It took you full three seconds before it finally sank into your mind that it truly was Se-mi who was knocking at your door— in the middle of the night.

Your eyes drifted down to her hands that held a bouquet, your favorite ones at that.

Seeing that she didn't get any reaction from you, Se-mi cleared her throat, offering the flower in your direction, "Can I come—"

Pushing the flowers out of your face, you hissed, "What the f*ck are you doing here?"

She chuckled at your response, "Well, isn't that a great way to greet your girlfriend? C'mon, let's go inside and talk. It's cold out here."

"I don't have a girlfriend. If you feel cold, you can f*ck off and leave," you grumbled, holding the side of your door, pushing it enough so it could close.

But before the door could close, you felt her shoes block the space left between the door.

With the bouquet discarded on the floor, Se-mi pushed the door open, pulling you in for a hug. You tried to budge out of her arms, but her tight hold on you made it hard for you to. You could feel her warm breath on your neck, before moving up to your ears and whispered, "Baby, please. I miss you so f*cking much."

She placed her hands on your shoulders, pulling away to lean her face close to yours. Staring into your eyes, she begged, "Let's talk. I'll tell you everything, I promise. Just let me explain—"

Using enough strength, you pushed her hands away from your shoulders, "No, Se-mi. I can't understand how you have the courage to come here. After what you've done to me?"

Grasping your hand, she replied, "I know I was wrong— that's why I'm here, to apologize and make it up to you," despite seeing you shake your head, she continued, wishing for you to change your mind, "I came here to explain everything the things you don't understand so we can make things work again—"

Once again, you pulled your hand away from hers, "I don't want to understand anything."

Pointing your fingers in her direction, you exclaimed, "I'm tired of trying to understand you, and I'm tired of trying to justify your actions even though it's clear that you never loved me!"

With tears welling up in your eyes, you managed to choke up, "Why do you keep doing this to me, Se-mi?"

Se-mi stayed silent, biting the inside of her cheeks as she held back her tears. Even with you protesting, she held you right back into your arms.

Why does she keep pushing herself to you? Even when you already said you didn't want to?

Your hands formed into a fist, hitting her chest with weak force as you finally broke down into her arms, "I gave you everything I had, I sacrificed everything for you. Isn't that enough? What more do you want from me?!"

Your tears were falling on her shirt, but Se-mi couldn't care less about it at the moment. Not when you're in this fragile state.

You were trembling, knees getting weaker as more tears flowed down your cheeks.

Instead of saying anything, she allowed you to vent your feelings to her, "Se-mi, I gave up my dreams just to stay here with you— but then you what? You left me!"

With your head on her leaning on her shoulders, you collapsed right into her arms.

Seeing your unconscious state, she cursed herself internally. You were put into so much stress at the moment just by seeing her.

Se-mi wrapped one of your arms around her neck, her own on your back while the other held the back of your knees. With a firm hold, she lifted you at ease, holding you close to her body. She carried you back to your room.

Just like before, nothing seemed to have changed. Your room still looks the same as it did before she left. Except for the discarded box in the corner that contains some items, she knew oh so well.

Those were the clothes she forgot whenever she'd stay here in your room. Whenever she'd seek your comfort every time things got too tough for her to handle.

Come to think of it, Se-mi was always the one sharing and venting any time you two spend your time with each other. You were always the one who listened and comforted the other.

Se-mi felt sh*tty of herself.

You always give your best when it comes to her, while she barely does anything in return.

Maybe, it was a mistake that she came back here.

With a heavy sigh escaping her lips, she took a step forward, walking toward your bed. She gently placed you down, covering your body with your blanket.

Se-mi's palm gently touched your cheek, softly caressing your skin. She leaned down, kissing your forehead.

"I love you, I'm sorry."

With one final look, Se-mi stood up and walked out of the door.

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