S: *cant stop thinking how much he wanted to kiss him again* come on dress up...
Y: *think at the same thing* y-yes...sorry *clothes up and go to prepare the dinner*
( the story from now it's not going to follow the true story so enjoy it as well as you can)
S: *follows him and watch him cooking* I didn't knew you were good at cooking huh...
Y: * in a hoarse voice he takes his throat for pain and tries to speak* y-yes I learned it when I was younger... *cough and sits*
S: hey are you ok?
Y: n-not at all... I need some water...please
S: *bring to him a glass of water* are you feeling better?
Y: yes...I think
S: I am sorry I overreacted...
Y: it's ok... *stands up and looks down* c-can I go to sleep?
S: *thinks that he might fall in love whith him* sure... go ahead
Y: *run in his room and cry in the pillow*
S: hey why are you crying
Y: I don't want to tell...
S: come on tell me
Y:ITS BECAUSE I HATE ALL OF THESE THINGS YOU DO TO ME...YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A SHIT AND I DONT THINK I CAN TAKE ANYMORE,I FUCKING LKVE YOU AND YOU TREAT ME LIKE THAT, ITS UNFAIR... ITS JUST THA-
S: *kisses him passionately*
Y: *kisses him back but still crying*
S: it's ok bum *hugs him* I don't want you to get hurt...
Y: fucking finally *hugs him harder*
