❝ I never fell from a love this tall. Hell, i never imagined I'd be ever ready again. ❞
He's an insomniac, alcoholic & someone who is broken, inside & out. You're his neighbour & employee.
And, also the answer to his Insomnia.
But, will you be his...
Because it's f*cking illegal. And not to mention, it was ruining my mental peace! And my sleep!"
"YOU DID THIS SO YOU COULD SLEEP? FOR SLEEP? H-how could you be so f*cking selfish AND F*CKING SELF CENTRED? Do you not care for others? DO YOU EVEN HAVE A HEA-"
Suddenly, he stopped. He held his head in his hands, looking down.
And what happened next, left you with no words.
He fell down to the floor. He blacked out.
"Heeseung- heeseung??"
You looked around. No one was there. Everyone left. That just simply meant he had no friends.
You bent down to his body which looked lifeless.
Checking his pulse, he let out a sigh of relief, it was active but yet very faint.
"Now what am I supposed to do.." you felt utterly helpless. You looked around his huge apartment which was messed up.
"Seems like we have no choice."
You held his hands and started to drag his body on the floor to the room in the opposite which probably was his room.
You opened the door when a feminine cologne hit your nostrils.
You somehow pulled him up on the bed. You don't know how you did it, but you just did it.
"Hah so o-" you looked around his room.
"What is all this??"
That feminine cologne was now stronger as you were sitting on his bed. Probably the bed had that cologne sprayed over.
Loads of pieces of papers everywhere. Some crumbled & some tore even.
Forwarding to his window, you saw a few glasses half filled with scotch kept on the side, outside the window. You immediately removed them, what if they fell on someone's head and what if that person was you.
You eyes fell on the table next.
What is all this?
You saw a few makeup products. Used lipsticks, and a pocket sized mirror.
"Whose is all of this? Of course it is not his, he looks like a mess 24/7."
And then, a few pictures kept on the side caught your eye.
Wait. Who is this?
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Oh. My. F*cking. Lord.
Is this his girlfriend?
Bruh so he has a girlfriend. But, does she not care for him? Oh. She must be a bigger bitch than him of course.
Without a doubt, he indeed is his girlfriend.
Looking back at the pictures, heeseung looks like happy man.
Hundreds of questions piled up in your mind.
You sat beside him on the bed. Checking his pulse again, you were relieved, it was normal.
And he was sleeping.
"I need to go home" you said before getting up from the bed when you felt a hand reaching out to yours and stopping you.
"Please don't go liv.. please don't leave me again.."
What in the John's banana. Do i seem like some kind of "liv" to him who doesn't really care about her boyfriend?
You removed his hand from your hand, and stomped out of the room.
