Warmth and protection (1/1)

A dream that has nothing to do with reality.I wasn’t even myself, but a much prettier boy, without baby fat. I had tied my long black hair up in a ponytail and for some reason, I was dressed in men’s clothes, more precisely, a tuxedo. Oh yeah, I remember, I was supposed to be disguised as a real boy. The suit was literally suffocating me. A cross dresser’s worst nightmare. For his sake, I had been wearing nothing else but skirts and dresses for the past months. But this time, he was no where in sight. Right beside me was this other really handsome Asian guy, a young man about eighteen wearing the same thing as me. He was going to lead me around for the whole night. The manga lover in me couldn’t help thinking that he got male shojo characters’ good looks. I clung to the arm of my bodyguard and kept asking him if I looked boyish enough. He would smile and nod in approval, almost as if though he was making fun of me for becoming a young punk with long hair and black earrings. But when the first guests entered the room, he pushed away my hand to avoid being mistaken for a gay couple. We stayed at a safe distance as long as people were around. Once we were alone in the staircase, I grasped his hand and whispered,“Protect me. Let me hold your hand.”While laughing at this passionate gaze of mine, he slightly squeezed my fingers. Step after step, we walked down the stairs at the same rhythm, the dim light causing us to barely know where to lay our feet. First, our arms were stretched out so that only our hands could meet, but then by reflex, we drew closer to each other in the darkness, our shoulders almost touching. My breathing was even and I felt more relaxed than I probably should have been. Love couldn’t possibly have sprouted this quick between us, only strangers a few minutes ago. I didn’t feel guilty either for clinging to him like this. I only needed the warmth of his body and the protection it would bring me. As for my heart, I already gave it to someone else who heartlessly stomped on it.Jung Daehyun, you stupid jerk.How could I possibly love you more than I hated you? This is a rather short chapter to begin the story with, but I promise you that the next update will be much longer! ^ ^ Just wait a few days and everything about Youngjae and Daehyun's relationship will be more clear.