Big pink clouds tonight.
I took the picture and walked home, alone.
He called late at night, it woke me up.
"Hey!" Tae said happily.
"Hi."
"You sound sleepy." He said concerned.
"Yeah, you woke me up."
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."
"It's okay Tae."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"I wish I could kiss you right now." He blurted out.
"I love you." I blurted.
"I love you too."
I started tearing up.
I sniffled.
"Are you okay?" He said worriedly.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You don't sound fine."
"Leave it alone."
"(Y/n), please, tell me what's wrong."
"It's nothing."
"That means it's something."
"I said, it's nothing."
"Please, I love you, please tell me what's wrong."
"I am really tired, I need to go back to sleep."
"(Y/n)."
"Goodnight Tae."
I hung up.
He called three more times.
I didn't answer.
I was too busy crying into my pillow.