Confession // One Shot

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music: confession - astro
  

      Sweats drips as the leaves kissed my skin while waiting for my friend to bid me goodbye, i had been waiting for hours since she said---another class has been given to her.

"God, i'm about to burst into her room and drag her until she knows the pain im coming through waiting for her for the past hour."

I decided to close my eyes, let the wind know i'm alive. As the wind brushed along my hair, i regain unconcious.

***

"Hey" Someone voice echoed to my ear. I heard breathing. Someone.

"You're alive"

"Yeah, mostly" I stand from the bench, exchanging glances to him. "Your friend?" He started. "She came home early, telling me to walk you home"

I agree to his alibi, i trust my friend and i mostly know this person.

"Yoon Sanha."

Yeah, he's been one of my childhood friends before, he's nice and giggly little kid, but now-- i dont know anymore. He changed, mostly when he moved out outside our country and came back after years.

He left me hanging. So bad.

"So, when did she came home?"

"Oh, maybe after you slept at the school bench she came by and saw you, lucky or unlucky i was there and now-- i have a responsibility to walk you home."

That was weird.

I took my bag, inhale deeply and decided to walk with him.

Silence was heard as the dribbles of our footsteps was the only sound surrounding the neighborhood i was living with. I can't look at him straight in the eye, i am flustered.

He changed a lot i agree, he wasn't the guy i know before. He was small and a crybaby who always teases me for having a crush to some weird guy at our school. We always stick together, mostly people can't seperate us, plus the fact that he only live front of our house like 3 steps and it's already his house.

But he changed, like really. I can't say a thing, he didn't talk to much, he always has his skateboard with stickers at the bottom part with some weird messages and he always has his earphones on. Before, he like to share music with others, but now he uses some earphones so he can listen to it, and only for himself.

"Stop staring at my face so much, i might melt." His voice, awaken me from a deep thought of him changing. I might hear his soft chuckles but i avoided it as soon as i flick out of his gaze.

"Excuse the fuck out of yourself, Sanha." I hissed, cause why not? My ass feel so guilty over the fact that i was staring intensely at his face unconsiously. I tried not to look at his face, again. But that i saw a slight smirk plastered on his face while his earphones was stuck again to his ear.

Now i can't mostly speak, i don't know what topic i can tell to him now. It might trigger his past and left me here or just do some eyerolls to me or tell me to fucking die in the middle of walking.

Or maybe my sensitive self just cry and make him feel guilty over things.

Its's already 5:30 in the afternoon but the sun says goodbye to the world now, we still need to walk for about 5 minute until it's my house we're talking to.

"Hey."

"Hmm?" I looked with a slight confused look. He was the epitome of changing, like i haven't seen such people that changed that much like him.

"How's life?" He asked still looking down same as my expression, the air is awkward and i can't tell if my soul can deal with this silence and awkwardness, it just felt so unreal.

"Nothing much without you."

"What?"

"E-eh? Nothing. Just the same as usual." I lied, i really lied. And i'm really bad at lying, he's knows that. That's the habit i can't changed for years.

I scanned his face, he looks empty. Like he was expecting to tell him something.

He longed for a word.

And i'm sorry, i'm too weak to tell it.

"I-"

"We're here." He pointed a finger a certain apartment with cream colored paint and light blue windows and silky curtains with it.

"How did you know?"

"Your friend."

Oh, i'm so dumb.

"So, bye." I started, my lips became dry. Maybe just because of the long walk-- i need refreshment.

As i'm about to close the door; a strong force stopped me from closing the door.

"Sanha i-"

"Stop."

"Please don't close the door from me again."

I-

Why?

What is he trying to say.

I looked at his face again, his tears, is he crying?

"P-please, d-on't ever leave me again." He just stared at me. Still holding the door with his hand.

"Why?" I started crying too, i want to hug him but something is saying that i shouldn't.

I stand still.

And he began to hug me.

Tight.

"Please, I'm sorry for leaving you alone, alone in the clouds, where we are supposed to be happy. I'm sorry i chose to be blinded by my parents. You, i- i"

"-really love you." With that. Our lips crashed, his lips met mine and i welcomed it, i don't know i want to enjoy the feeling. Our lips parted, both of us began to blush.

Ugh! Dammit. I love you too.

I hid myself from his chest, my face is still flushed with red tint due to blushing.

"Fuck you to the moon and back." But i pad it back.

"I love you too." I whispered under my breath still hiding myself to his chest.

"What i didn't hear a thing? Please repeat it?"

"I- ugh, i don't wanna repeat it. Don't make me slap your skin." I hissed.

"Thats why i love you." He began to hug me, it was warm, and beautiful, and etheral, i've longing for you.

"Do you want me to play you a guitar?" 

"I'd love too, i miss that."