Hello, I really want to write a short story. But you may not understand or be confused. You can tell Lis.
Black rain clouds covered the sky. A rumbling sound accompanied the rain that began to fall. As if to soothe his heart, Park Chanyeol, both hurt and confused, prayed to God with tears that slowly began to fall from his eyes. Why had his lover changed like this? What must I do? What must Kyungsoo do to get back to the way he was before.....
“Where have you gone?” The little man turned to look at the tall figure who looked like he was wet from the rain that was still pounding down non-stop. He asked a question that didn't seem to need an answer before turning his attention back to the large square screen in front of him as if it were so interesting that he had to stare at it without realizing that a tall figure had moved to sit next to him.
"I stopped by to buy some crepe cake for the little one."
“Uh....then you want to eat it right?” Kyungsoo just nodded slowly in response with an affectionate face. No matter what the little guy does, it looks cute to Chanyeol. After getting the little man's answer, he disappeared into the kitchen. He liked to buy Kyungsoo's favorite crepe cake when he had the chance. No, I must say that I used to like it more.
“You eat like a child like a mess,” the tall man said, reaching out his hand to wipe away the crepe cake that had stained the corner of the small man's mouth.
"Don't...." Kyungsoo slapped the tall man's hand away in annoyance. He just wasn't used to Chanyeol touching him suddenly like this.
“I'm sorry,” Chanyeol said, not realizing that each word he said was mixed with tears. It was his fault, it was Park Chanyeol's fault. Can anything in the world be blamed? Why has Kyungsoo changed this much if not himself?
one month earlier
"May your life change in a good way."
Do Kyung Soo is a rookie designer who was hired by a company right from the start of his internship. Now he has graduated. He has a job that's good to the point of being very good, and he also has a boyfriend that he's been with for a long time. People say that Kyungsoo's life is enviable, so it's probably his life. Too good when Park Chanyeol's boyfriend is so busy working that he doesn't have time for him.
in hopes of quickly starting a family I hope to be a good president of the company. There are many things that we are starting to grow apart from. So far away that you feel like it should be just right? Are you too tired? He doesn't want to be rich, he doesn't want a girlfriend who gives him everything except time.
But he could only think. Kyungsoo loves Chanyeol too much to break up with him because he doesn't want Chanyeol to be tired alone. He was happy every time the big man came to consult with him about work. He didn't think that it was very good.
"Aren't you going to take a shower first?" The small figure walked in, hoping to make the tall figure who just came back from work feel tired.
"I have to finish getting ready for work first...let's sleep first." I turned and smiled before bending down to read the document in front of me. with Kyungsoo already being an air element
"Then don't overdo it." He looked at the tall man with sad eyes that couldn't make him recover from his tiredness from working.
"Kyungsoo" has given in. Park Chanyeol gave in and just thought of his little man's sad face, he couldn't bear it. He just didn't want the little guy to be stressed out with his work. He desperately wanted to hug Kyungsoo, but he was responsible for the pile of documents. "Come here." He patted the small man's face, hoping to get him to sit down.
"Not working anymore?" he said without turning his head to look at the tall figure.
"I want to hug Kyungsoo first.... Working is very tiring. Please give me some encouragement." His sentence just now made Kyungsoo's round cheeks turn red in an adorable way.
“Quickly turn around,” he urged the little man to turn around, turning his cheeks closer to Kyungsoo.
"Hurry up, please. Please give me some encouragement."
Foud kissed the tall figure's cheek shyly. Chanyeol loves it when he can make little people blush. He managed to carry the little person all the way to the bed and lay him down gently. Because Kyungsoo is the person he loves, he wants to cherish it.
"I love you, Kyungsoo."
"Kyungsoo loves Chanyeol hyung, too." He smiled with crooked eyes so cutely that the viewer couldn't help but bend down and kiss his cheek.
"Wait for me, we'll be married soon." Chanyeol, who has everything except time, just has to wait for things to work out better. To make sure that the little person will definitely be happy.
"Definitely can wait. Chanyeol hyung will buy me lots of crepe cakes.” They both burst out laughing. before slowly leaning inward following the earth's gravity Their tenderness towards each other makes them comfortable that they are still living together. However, there are people who say that happiness always passes quickly. We will never know if we don't meet ourselves.....
"How did I get here?" I looked around in confusion. I could only think to myself how he had come to be here.
"Don't you remember anything?" A tall, older-looking man, cleanly dressed in a white shirt that he thought might be a doctor's, turned to ask the small figure lying motionless on the bed.
“Kyungsoo!” Before the person on the bed could answer, Chanyeol came into the room, having just learned that his lover had recovered.
"Who are you? And how did I come to be here....and who am I?" A question that would make listeners like Park Chanyeol's hearts break. Tears that I didn't think would fall easily flowed because the person in front of me didn't recognize him.
Kyungsoo has memory loss....because of a car accident. Who would be the cause if not Chanyeol? Chanyeol, who works hard and wants Kyungsoo to be happy, forgets important documents at home. So he couldn't have the secretary go back and get it because he needed it urgently. Only Kyungsoo works at home.
Accidents caused by speed....because the little person was in a hurry. Even though the little guy was safe, he couldn't make Chanyeol stop blaming himself. But the thing that makes my heart break without being able to control my emotions and shed tears must be the little person who doesn't remember him. He is a lover....
current
“Please stop doing this!” The little man who had controlled his emotions very well shouted in a high voice.
"How do you do it?" answered the little man, unable to stop tears from flowing out. Just pretend like you don't know, pretend it doesn't hurt so that Kyungsoo can be with him.
"Do it like I'm still the same person. I'm not your old Kyungsoo. Not someone who likes crepe cakes."
“I don't know if the same Kyungsoo has to cuddle every night. Do we have to kiss every morning or not? I don't know, but I can't be the same Kyungsoo for you. I..." Before the little man could speak any more, Chanyeol only had the strength to get the little man to stop talking, torturing him for not being able to use his hard-earned money to buy the same Kyungsoo.
“Hruek...Kyungsoo. Stay with me first." Lying down on the little man's lap, he held his small hand and gently kissed it. Even though the tears weren't close to stopping, he still wanted to stay like this for now.
"I tried...but I can't live like this anymore." A small trembling voice couldn't be stopped. He just couldn't bring himself to love this man in front of him. Even if the person in front of you acts like he is still the same person. But he couldn't feel any more.
"Why can't it be you who forgets everything?" he cried out louder than before. Close your eyes and forget everything. I want it to be just a bad dream.
"I'm sorry I can't be the same Kyungsoo for you." He pulled his hand away from Chanyeol's grip before slowly getting up and walking away. Leaving the older man crying on the sofa.
"Kyungsoo...marry me."
'Why do you think people pray?'
THE END
Talk:
I had a fleeting thought that I wanted to decorate in this style. I don't really know how to dress, no matter what style it is, I don't know how to dress. Haha. Thank you for coming to read. If you don't understand the comments, you can scold.