Our Doomed Love (Hyunlix)

Chapter six - Hyunjin

Warning: implications of sex (again, my friend is sus af and has converted me lol so yeahhhhh)

it will not be explicit tho just implied (with some HEAVY implications)

I curse multiple times, both in English and Korean.

"I hate him!" I mutter.

My mom reaches for my hand. "Are you sure about that, dear? He's the boy you broke up with, isn't he? The one you told us about."

I nod.

"Are you gay?" my cousin asks.

"Are you okay?" Aunt Honey asks in concern.

I take a shaky breath. "That man..." I laugh without humor.

'But you know me better than anyone, Lix. I would never intentionally hurt you.'

My words from our fights ring in my ears.

'You can take your ring and your promises and your love back. I want none of it.'

'I hate you!'

'Lame retorts, being selfish, and obviously trying to fit in where you don't belong.'

'God, you're just as stubborn as ever! I already told you, I still love you. Even if I hate you right now.'

'I hate you, too!'

I wish I could take them all back. Tears fill my eyes. I abruptly stand, but then I sink back into my chair, unsure what I want.

Felix's words haunt me, from all of our fights, as I stare in silence at my plate before me.

'The man I love was kissing a woman who's been flirting with him for years.'

'I gave you everything, and you threw it away.'

'There's no more you and me! There's you... and there's me.'

'You jerk. Trying to put me down, acting like you're the best looking person around, and using people to get what you want!'

'You always said I knew you best.'

'I'm sorry I ever said hi to you.'

'Two years later and I'm still head-over-heels in love with you and I am basically a slave for you!'

'I hate you, Hwang Hyunjin! I hate you!'

'I hate you, Hyunjin!'

'I hate you!'

'Selfish brat who never deserved my love.'

'I would die for you!'

'Our love was doomed from the start.'

I don't hate Felix, I realize, I hate being away from him.

'Our love was doomed from the start.'

"If our love was doomed," I say suddenly, startling my family, "Then why did we spend five years together? If our love was doomed, then why did we get promise rings and never throw them out? If our love was doomed, why is it he is the only one who can heal me when I need it? Our love was never doomed, we just needed to see how much we need each other."

I'm not talking to anyone in particular, but Aunt Honey looks at me sadly.

"You need to go after him. You need to tell him how you feel about him."