The Fugitives
“You are late, Myungsoo.” The younger man snaps at the ivy capped guy before raising a curious eyebrow at him. “Did something happen?” “I love you.” The man named Myungsoo suddenly blurts out. The younger man is taken aback and narrowed his eyes at him. “What did you just say?” His tone rather poisonous. “I love you. No, I love you very much.” His eyes are now looking at the younger man’s eyes and strides his way across the table, standing right in front of the other. “No, it is more like…” He unexpectedly slams his left hand onto the table and takes the younger’s hand with his other hand. With a blushing face. “I am madly in love with you, Sungjong!” ForewordHello! Im just going to write this one before heading off to my other unfinished stories. I promise this is just going to be a short one. Not sure if its just a one-shot or two, but I swear this is just going to be short!! Its based from a manga I accidentally ran into and Im going to try and apply a different way of writing: authors pov! Im going to update this later or tomorrow, Im not sure but dont worry it wont take a month lol Please show some love!^^