The Flower Boy

“Seungcheol-ah, I-“ I start before being cut off by him cutting the gap between us. His eyes on mine, and mine on his, he kissed me softly. Both our eyes slowly closing and melting into the soothing sensation as he kisses me softly again. THUMP! Suddenly his lips were gone from mine. I opened my eyes to see Seokjin with fists of Seungcheol’s shirt in his hands as he leaned him over the railing slightly. “SEOKJIN-AH!” I grab him immediately, and push him away and take a look at Seungcheol. “are you okay?” He slowly smiled at me and nodded. The smiling revealing his lower lip to be bleeding. I gasp a little. I turn around to Seokjin, “what the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
“You’re just going to let him kiss you?!” He said at me angrily.
“YES! At least he’s proper about it!” I yelled honestly back, showing no hesitation. Seungcheol had always been nice to me, and sure Seokjin made my heart race but not like Seungcheol did. We looked at each other a bit, angry at one another. Realising being angry with him was a waste of the little time I had left with him, I sighed out, “sorry Seokjin-ah. Yelling was un-called for.”
After a little bit of silence between us he scratched the back of his neck, “i’m sorry too. I’ve been clinging to you.” I looked at Seokjin in the eyes before checking on Seungcheol once again, worried about his lip.
Wonwoo ran up to us looking a little tired, “hey Noona can we go home now? I’m really tired.” I walked over to him and smiled at him.
“Sure, let’s go,” I patted his hair down on his head.

“Okay, this may hurt,” hovering the pad with medicine over Seungcheol’s bleeding lip, my heart beats a little. As I make contact with his lip and the pad, he winces slightly. I take it off and decide to dab it to give Seungcheol the least painful route. As the blood is cleared, I can see the cut clearly. “Okay, luckily it’s not deep, so no stitches,” I said turning away to search the first aid kit for a suitable plaster. Finding one, I turn back to Seungcheol.
“You know I can do this myself, right?” He said as I unpackaged the plaster. I looked at him as I realised he was right. I just insisted as soon as we got home that I would do it.
“Well, I want to do this,” I said confessing as I lowered the plaster slowly onto his cut lip. I could feel his eyes on me as I secured the plaster on carefully. I could also hear my heartbeat going crazy, I wonder if he could hear it? As I finished up I looked at him, and he looked at me smiling. “What?” I said suspicious of his cheeky smile.
“Nothing,” he smiled even brighter at me, forcing my suspicious look to turn into a smile almost immediately. Sitting together on my bed, we smiled at each other for a bit.
“You know, i’m surprised you didn’t punch Seokjin back. I nearly did myself,” I said closing the first aid box next to me. “I’ll go put this away,” I uncrossed my legs and stood up from the bed.
“Thank you Wonah~” I heard from behind me, as I walked through the door way of my room. I didn’t turn around but I smiled to myself. I could feel myself falling for a guy once again. Getting all giddy over nothing.

Placing the first aid kit in the bathroom cupboard again, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, still smiling to myself. As I made my way to my room, I peer around the door to see no Seungcheol at all. Confused a little I wandered around the house looking for him. I came to an opened door which lead to a sort of walk in cupboard. My heart drops down in my chest. Please don’t say he’s found out. I quickly walked up to the cupboard and look into the room to see him standing among the boxes. His face filled with confusion. “Please don’t say what I think these are,” he says looking at the boxes again. Some labelled, “books” and “photo albums” or “dvds and cds”. My heart not yet lifted up from my chest, my breath is short, and tears are at the edge of my eyes. Still waiting for an answer Seungcheol stares at me, now more aware of what these boxes mean. “You’re moving aren’t you?” He almost whispered, pushing my tears over the edge and down both my cheeks. I covered my face so he couldn’t see me in this state, “I would have told you sooner or later… I-I just couldn’t make myself,” I muffled into my hands. Seungcheol’s arms found their way around my back slowly, as my tears flooded out of my eyes. I wanted to push him away because I knew the closer I got, the more i’d miss him but the warmth was unbearable. The feeling it gave me that no matter how much I cried, that warmth would never leave me.

Notes

Hey guys~~
D'ya miss me? :D I have been gone for too long! I apologise *bows formally*
Here's the nineteenth chapter for you! Not much left to upload and I gotta say I'm feeling a little sad.
But hey! There's still a few chapters to come! Let's enjoy it while it lasts ^3^
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