foreign - lee chan

28.

In the morning, Chan went to Julienne's house, hoping that she would stop her sobbing and he could talk to her without feeling a weight in his chest from seeing her tear stained face.

Julienne opened the door for him, and gave him a small smile. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed, wearing a big T-Shirt and leggings, but Chan still thought she was beautiful.

"We match," Julienne commented, gesturing to her and Chan's baggy eyes and half opened eyes. They honestly both looked like they had done drugs together for a few nights, but the reality was that both of them didn't really get any sleep during the night.

Julienne allowed Chan in, and the both of them went up to her room. Chan stumbled once or twice from hitting the wall with the side of his foot, but they both ended up sitting on her bed, Julienne putting on a random Michael Jackson album on her phone.

Chan scanned over Julienne's exposed skin and face before sighing. "Does anything hurt? Are you feeling better?"

"Just my knuckles, I put some cream on it to ease the burn from when I punched him," Julienne nodded, gesturing to the white bandage on her hand.

Chan smiled, thinking of the sound of Wonwoo's jaw cracking when Julienne beat him up.

"Chan, why the hell are you still here?" Julienne asked randomly.

Chan's eyebrow raised as he processed her question. "What do you mean?"

Julienne scoffed. "You're constantly after me. You're constantly protecting me, watching over me, forgiving me for dumb things, and I don't deserve any of it. I've been a shitty person and I do-"

"Julienne," Chan said firmly. He honestly didn't want to go back into this conversation when he and she could just sit and talk about something that made them happy.

"I don't deserve love," Julienne continued, "I put people in pain, I cause problems between others, I mess things up, Chan! And when I am loved, it's fake. Wonwoo didn't love me, he didn't care about me and that just proves that nobody e-"

"I love you," Chan sighed, feeling a burden come off his shoulders. He finally did it.

Julienne's mouth was open and wide as Chan sat back against the wall that the bed was against. Chan's heartbeat was three times faster now as he watched her expressions change to anger.

"Y-You're just saying that," Julienne growled, "you don't want me to feel like I haven't been annoying or a pain in the ass."

"But you haven't," Chan chuckled, "you haven't done anything wrong. I complained and I cried and I yelled at you, all because I was mad and jealous. I couldn't have you, because Wonwoo was your happiness and your sunshine, and I couldn't be that. I was pissed at times, but I still care about you."

Julienne ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. She was in complete denial of what he's saying, there was nothing to her that proved that Chan cared enough. She wanted him to leave, and live without her. She knew he had put up with her for a long time, but yesterday when she saw his baggy eyes and red, teary eyes, she realized how much of a pain she was.

"Chan, you need to g-"

Chan leaned forward, catching Julienne's lips with his perfectly.

Chan imagined this scenario a billion times and there was nothing he thought would top this moment in his life. He wanted this, he wanted her, and if she were to reject him afterwards, he wants to live knowing he took this chance.

He gently pulls away, opening his eyes and looking into Julienne's surprised ones.

"From now on, I don't want to hear that you think everyone hates you," Chan mumbled, "because every time I'm with you, I feel like I've been blessed. I cherish you, Julienne, more than you know. Please, don't push me away now."

Julienne can't even move, she was completely surprised at Chan's move. Chan, however, didn't stop for her. He moved her hair behind her ear and waited.

"C-Can I kiss you again?" He asked, waiting for an answer.

Julienne closed her lips and looked down at Chan's shirt, her skin reddening with every passing second. She couldn't look at him after he had asked that, after he admitted he cared about her more than she'd know. Her whole body felt like it was sent into flames and she didn't know how to control it.

Chan waited patiently, until Julienne looked back into his eyes and nodded softly, leaning close to him for another of his sweet kisses. She had thoughts about how desperate she had been for Wonwoo's kisses yesterday, but those thoughts now made her throat burn and ache with rage. Chan's kisses were sweet and made her feel warmth and security, which she wanted more than anything else at the moment.

Chan smiled, gently holding Julienne's hand in his. Chan gave another small kiss, before leaning up and kissing her forehead as well. Julienne looked down at the bed, trying to cover up her red cheeks. Chan moved her hands away from her face, feeling his own skin burning at the sight of this beautiful girl.

"I'll take care of you," Chan swore, "and I'll treasure you and make you feel safe and beautiful an-"

"I trust you," Julienne whispered softly, "I'm yours."

Chan's ears were on fire as he bit his lip, his heart about to come out of his chest. "And I'm yours, Julienne, I've always been."

Julienne's hands play with Chan's fingers as he takes his other hand and pulls her a little closer to him. He rubbed her back softly and Julienne maneuvered herself in between his legs so he could hold her close to him.

"Can we stay like this, for as long as we can?" Chan asked, resting his head on Julienne's shoulder, "I just want to spend some time with you."

"Stay as long as you want, Chan," Julienne answered, yawning against his chest, "I want you here."

Chan continued to rub her back until he could hear her breathing begin to slow down and her soft snores. He leaned his head against the wall and sighed, content with how his morning came out.

He had imagined this morning to be filled with sobs and unnecessary yelling and pain, but there was none of it. Chan had his joy in his arms, knowing that she was finally his and Chan could feel absolute happiness.

"You told me once," Chan whispered, stroking Julienne's hair, "that I should do what my heart wants."

Chan closed his eyes and yawned, chuckling afterwards while looking at Julienne.

"I finally did. "