✓ laundry boy | yang jungwon

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but i didn't want to get close to you, because...

i think you already know.

and you made it so difficult. you always asked questions, and even if i didn't answer, you continued to ask.

it's like you already had these questions written down and you were just pulling them out of your pocket every second.

it was cute.

you were so curious about what type of person i was.

i couldn't understand why.

i always called you weird in my head for that.

i wasn't special, but the way you acted around me, made me feel like i was.

soon enough, i found myself growing attached to you.

i was a bit mean to you at first. it was because you were so stubborn.

but it was hard to actually get mad at you.

that day, on the rooftop,

i brought you up there to cheer you up from your sulky attitude.

but then you played near the ledge, and i got angry.

so you cried when i scared you.

that was rude of me, sorry.

i tried to cheer you up again by showing you the stars.

oh, here is another thing you might find mean.

i'm sorry, but it's hard to keep in a secret for the rest of your life, right?

i had wished, and planned to die before i met you.

i wished it on a star that i claimed when i was a kid.

i didn't think there'd be a day that it'd come true. but when i did wish it, my hopes of dying were strong.

i didn't think i'd regret it.

so i told you, to claim a star.

when i told you that you couldn't claim 'my' star, that was a lie.

because i was actually hoping that you'd claim my star.

the star that was smaller, next to the brighter one, it wasn't mine.

i lied when i said that.

the one that you ended up claiming, was mine.

my goal was for someone to take care of it when i'm not here anymore.

i'm happy it was you.

if it were anyone else, i don't know how i'd feel.

and when i was younger, i always thought that when people die, they turn into stars.

not angels.

well, that's what my mom told me.

it's stupid, i know.

angels were just people sent down from the heavens, ordered to save others like me.

that's what i thought of you the day we met at the bridge.

so maybe when i die, i'll turn into that star.

and you'll continue taking care of it.

unless, you go back to the heavens.

just kidding.

anyway, i'm sorry for lying to you. but i hope you understand.

getting that off my chest makes me feel better.

i think i'll sleep peacefully tonight.

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sure, yang jungwon.

i'll take care of that star.

i'll take care of you.

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