NINE (1/1)

Jiyong reached his apartment, after walking back. He didn't even feel tired, his head with filled with thoughts of you, retracing memories of your smile, and the way you look at him. Sometimes he wondered if you could ever feel the same way, after all what did Seunghyun have that he didn't have? He paused staring at the pin board in front of him. It was mostly filled with pictures of you, but had some of his family and some of himself and Seunghyun.He reached out ripping of a picture of him with his arm around Seunghyun. It was hard to hate someone who had been his friend for so long, but he was so incredibly angry at him that he felt close to it. He shrugged of his jacket, throwing it onto the sofa, and took of his shoes and socks. It was 1am, but no part of him felt like sleeping or really doing anything. Instead, he decided to have a bath. As he reached the bathroom, he couldn't even bother to take off his clothes, so went into his bath fully clothed, and started to run the tap. Perhaps he was going insane, but he didn't care. The water was cold and drenched his shirt and trousers completely, but he didn't care. There was only one thing he cared about right now.Jiyong plunged his head into the water, holding his breath. He wanted some sort of relief, if only he could stop thinking about it. If only your boyfriend wasn't such an idiot, then perhaps he could be happy for you but it was only a matter of time till you got your heart broken.Suddenly he lifted his head up from the water, he heard his doorbell ringing, at this time of the night? Who could it possibly be?Jiyong stepped quickly out of the bath, dripping all over the floor. Swiftly he grabbed a towel from the radiator, and used it to dry his hair, to make himself look less ridiculous. The door bell continued to ring, over and over again. He hesitated wondering if it was worth going to open the door, it might be a salesperson but that was unlikely or a criminal, but they didn't usually ring a person's doorbell. So he thought, it must be someone he knew.After coming to the conclusion that he should open the door, he ran over to it, and opened it but no part of him was ready for what he saw. You were standing there, crying, unable to stop your tears."Why are you so wet?" you said half crying, half laughing."I had a bath in my clothes."

"You really are one of a kind," you said trying hopelessly to wipe away your tears."What's wrong?""It's Seunghyun. I overheard your conversation.""Oh," he said, "Come in.""I just can't believe it, he doesn't even know I'm here. I had to sneak out.""But why didn't you confront him?""Because I'd lose him, I can't lose him Jiyong, I can make him love me more, I know it.""You have to listen to me, you have to break it off with him. He's not the right guy for you.""But you don't understand, I love him. How can I not be with the man I love? Even if I'm not his only girl.""You deserve so much more than him," Jiyong said sighing, "But you don't realise.""I don't.""You are so wonderful but he treats you so badly and you're so blind to it."You remained silent, too tired to argue anymore on Seunghyun's side."Do you want some ice cream? It'll make you feel better.""Ok.""I'll just get you some, I'll only be a second."He came back holding a tub of ice cream with a spoon and handed it to you."It's your favourite, right?"You didn't say anything but just nodded. He looked at you sadly and wiped away a tear from your face, he would have hugged you if he wasn't so wet, and he would have kissed you if only things had been different."I'm going to change, I'll be back in a second."Jiyong quickly changed into a white shirt and black trousers, then returned. You were now sitting on the sofa, tears slowly falling down your face. When Jiyong saw you like this, he felt as though he was dying, and his heart was being ripped to pieces. He sat on the sofa next to you, and put his arm around you pulling you closer to him. You leaned in and put your arms around his chest, and closed your eyes. If anything, just for this moment, he could protect you.