Anonymous strings

Chapter 4

"Nothing just misses you."

"k"

"Are you okay?"

"hmm"

"Baby, I won't tell a soul about your problems. Come on, tell me. I promise I won't judge. I'll listen to you; it is my duty as your boyfriend to listen to my partner's problems and be there for them. So please tell me."

"I just missed my parents and my siblings. They died long ago, and I've been alone and independent ever since. I thought I moved on, but I still haven't. I'm sorry."

"I'm feeling so lost and helpless; I wish I just died with them."

"Hey, don't say that. Your parents are glad you were alive. They are counting on you to live to your fullest. Fulfill the dreams of your parents and your siblings while you're alive. In that way, they are happy and you might feel satisfaction too. Not to mention, if you aren't alive, they won't have you. You made me feel like I'm alive and belong, baby. Without you, I'll never feel these feelings you gave me."

"But those feelings will fade, I'm very sure. Finding someone better who can make you feel much better than me"

"But with you, I already feel like I'm in paradise. Babe, you're more than enough; I choose you more than anything. So please don't overthink how I'll feel for you. You're you, and you are more than enough."

"Awee, thanks, babe. I feel a bit better."

"Only a bit? Damn. How can I make you feel much better?"

"Treat me an ice cream."

"Sure, when?"

"I don't know."

"I want to meet you soon, so you won't feel lonely anymore."

"Awee, how many grams of sugar have you eaten?"

"Hey! I said those genuinely and wholeheartedly."

"I'm just kidding. Alright, let's meet after 12 months."

"Too long:<"

"I still have things to fix."

"Fine, 12 months it is."

"Good boy, I love you."

Hank gazed at Alex's previous message. His heart seemed to leap like the five mischievous monkeys in the bed. similar to a beautifully dancing gorilla. Butterflies were all over his stomach. His delight made his entire face crimson.

He kept rolling over his bed till he hit the ground. But who gives a damn about the hurt? He is smitten. He positioned his phone where his pounding heart was, wearing an odd, content smile. He bit his lower lip and replied to his lover.

"I love you too."