r/s: my dark prince
status: deceasedThis is the road to ruin, and we're starting at the end.
Blinded by rage and pride, Byunghun’s fingers latched onto Chanhee’s wrist as he tugged the other close to him. His protective streak wasn’t anyone’s friend, but perhaps their enemy, even to Chanhee, however, Byunghun wouldn’t hurt his dearly beloved for no apparent reason; this was good enough of a reason for him, though: he’d seen arms around his lover, arms that belonged not to him; treacherous fingers playing around the shoulders of his once upon a time. Byunghun ran his fingertip along Chanhee’s cheek before stopping under the chin; he lift it until their gaze met, his own piercing into the other’s deep mahogany irises.
“I saw you…” he whispered with hurt reflecting in his eyes. “Don’t lie to me. Please tell me you still love me.”
He stared into the honesty in his boyfriend’s face and for a while there, Chanhee almost believed that he truly had done something wrong. That did not mean that he really did commit treason, but Byunghun looked so upset, it made him sorry for the other. Chanhee shook his head, not because he didn’t love Byunghun anymore, but because he was denying again that he had done no such thing. “Whoever it was you saw me with, it didn’t mean anything. The one who occupies my heart is you and that will never change. I love you. Byunghun, you’re my only one, okay? So don’t think otherwise.”
His arms went around his boyfriend’s neck, fingers playing with the short locks of Byunghun’s hair as he leaned up to peck the other’s cheek. “Love me, too, all right? So please believe me.”