Two weeks without those words. I packed my things, I looked for money, I looked for my every belonging- the list of which was rather small.
You stood there under the doorframe, watching me.
"You think you can go?"
I didn't answer.
"It's our secret, don't you remember?"
I didn't answer.
"And I love you."
I dropped my bags instantly and ran to embrace you upon hearing your words. I stayed and kissed you sweetly on the lips, while you were laughing quietly.
I quickly forgot about the fact that you didn't care about me being almost killed while you were chatting with some slut. That made you happy Chanyeol, didn't it? Once again, you had me wrapped around your finger.