COLLIDE | beomgyu

XXVIII

𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧.

How the fuck do I break someone's heart without hurting them?

Realistically speaking, it's impossible. But I've said it myself before that I want to keep Yeonha safe and away from all the dangers of the world: also meaning that I don't like seeing her get hurt.

But it's so ironic because now...

I have to hurt her.

"And I don't mean that as a friend."

I have so many questions running through my head. How long has she liked me? Why does she like me? Is 'liked' even the right term? I don't know anymore.

I'm still not over Jiyoung and now this happens? Why is Yeonha such a bad-timer?

So many thoughts are clashing in my head at the same time but I'm only sure of one;

I don't feel the same way as Yeonha.

"Y-Yeonha... Please tell me this is a joke-"

"YOU THINK I'M JOKING?!"

I really hope you are.

Yeonha laughed with teary eyes, sighed, and looked at the ceiling. She'll probably make a run for it out the door within the next 10 seconds, and I haven't even said anything about her confession!

"What am I even saying?" She muttered and attempted to flee my room just as I expected. My hand automatically grabbed her arm, pulling her back. I didn't let go immediately because I know she still wants to get out, too bad I won't let her without talking this through.

"Is this because of the kiss? Yeonha, you're probably just confused because you see me every day and got so used to my face, you don't actually like me." I kept denying it.

"I've liked you long before the kiss, Soobin. Now let go of me."

She tried to break free from my hand but I didn't let go of her and tightened my grip even more.

"No. Don't go anywhere, why do you like me?"

"I don't know either!"

You have got to be kidding me right now.

"Damn it, Yeonha! What do you know?! I'm already thinking of so much right now, why do you have to do this?!"

"I don't FUCKING know!"

And suddenly, after our argument that made no sense, a brisk silence interrupted, and within that silence was nothing but pure tension.

If what I'm about to do will make her unlike me, then so be it.

Again, I initiated another kiss that could hopefully catch her off-guard. I wanted her to push me away and ask what I was doing then maybe, just maybe, she'll no longer like me.

But to my disappointment, she reacted to it as if she's been dying to feel my lips against hers once more. Yeonha grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, moving her lips against mine in a needy manner.

I would've pulled away by now, but no. I have no clue what's gotten into me but I kept kissing her like I also wanted her, needed her, like I feel the same way as her.

I need to stop but I can't.

Until I had her pinned against my bedroom door, with my hand on her waist and the other on the door frame. She had her arms around my neck, pushing the back of my head further into the kiss.

I can't stop.

She jumped and wrapped her legs around me as I slipped my tongue inside her slightly parted lips, pressing our bodies closer than ever while her candle-like fingers ran from my hair down to my nape.