“What's the joke? He saw you staring at him for a long time.” The dark eyes within those slender eyes trembled as if there were ripples within them, staring straight at me, unable to predict the meaning of those eyes.
“Pa,” that high-pitched voice was accompanied by averting his eyes and shaking his head a thousand times a day.
This question was not the only time, but it was an uncountable number of times throughout the day. The other person kept staring at each other with eyes filled with various feelings. It is full of doubts, complaints, and feelings of disappointment. It's not that I don't know, it's not that I don't feel, but the uncertainty that always exists makes me not dare to think. I didn't even dare to think of anything that would be too egotistical.
I made eye contact for just a second longer and looked away when I couldn't expect any answer from the other person. When I didn't want to answer, it wasn't something I wanted to know and even if I wanted to know, I probably wouldn't have asked. Don't ask any questions. that will cause us to disagree with each other With her current status as a friend, it may not be possible for her to know everything.
Even though I couldn't see it with my own eyes, I knew with the feeling that the same pair of eyes from this person were still staring at each other without letting up. I slowly let the breath out of my lungs. Before turning to face the pair of eyes that stared at each other without thinking of an answer to the question clearly reflected in their eyes.
"Speak up, Muk. Speak honestly. Don't just stare at each other without thinking about asking clearly." He wasn't annoyed by being stared at, but he didn't like the atmosphere that was full of discomfort and pressure. I don't like it very much. With eyes that don't look at each other as brightly as usual
"Can you speak? Can you ask?" Mook's eyes were dull. Let's look at the words that seem to contradict each other.
“Sure, Mook, why not? If you have anything, just say it directly.” I furrowed my brows, not liking the fact that the other person acted like he was distant.
Even though we are open to all questions and doubts. But the other person still uses silence as a replacement for all doubts. I reached out and gently touched the slender arm of the stubborn person in front of me. Ready to send out a wide smile to break the awkwardness that seems to be increasing every minute.
"Just ask. No matter what. Just a joke and Prao will answer."
It seemed like that smile had an effect when the person in front of him seemed to open his mouth to say something.
“Proud Brother Aof,” a voice filled with apprehension distilled into a short sentence. that touches the feelings of the listener to the heart
“Is this what you think?” I asked the person who looked puzzled. Adorably, with a faint smile
“Well,” a short single syllable. Filled with insecurities, it makes you understand that the person in front of you is upset with you because of something that others may have misunderstood.
“Are you thinking too much? You see, it's fun to make, don't you?” Even though Muk seems to understand the recent trend, he also likes to tease her and another brother, so the story has turned into something serious.
“No, you just thought about it.”
I smiled at the cute, childlike expression of the person in front of me with all my heart. I couldn't help but reach out and stroke my soft hair. That's a consolation.
“He was always with her, working together. After work, we went home and talked. And where will he find the time to talk with P'Aof?" He explained in a sweet voice to appease the petulant people who had misunderstood.
“But everyone said that you and P'Aof get along well.”
“And who said that? Is it him or not?” I continued to smile sweetly at the person in front of me. Even though there's no sweet smile Please reply once. I feel like I'm becoming more and more like a crazy person every time I see another person being upset over something that doesn't matter and it makes me feel better for no reason.
“So the people were cheering so much that you weren't shaken?” with displeasure before turning their heads away from each other until their necks nearly sprained
“Just a little bit.”
The result of teasing the mischievous child without thinking was that the children in front of him slowly turned their eyes to each other. Dark eyes that used to love seeing an earthquake measuring 2.0 on the Richter scale. Even though it wasn't enough to destroy anything on Earth, it was enough to make the hearts of those who looked at it tremble.
“Mook, are you hurt?” asked another person, worried about his feelings. I really don't like the fact that I can't find brightness from another person like I always have.
“Jay” is the pronoun that other people often call her in a teasing manner. Pronouns that include people I called her and she probably allowed me to be the only one who called it.
“You don't like P'Aof, right?” Those gloomy eyes stared at each other, wanting an answer.
“No, I never thought of it,” I answered without wasting time thinking about anything at all.
“You know that you're jealous, right?” The person in front of him spit out a simple sentence. that makes the listener's heart tremble beyond necessity
" jealous? ” I repeated the words slowly. As if to emphasize the words That and my own heart that doesn't seem to beat rhythmically.
"Oh, I'm both worried and jealous. So much, so much." The word "much" that seemed more than necessary was passed out in a dull voice. To confirm the amount of feeling that it really is.
“Because he has only one sister. And he doesn't want her to be the owner of anyone else. You must be the owner of him alone.”
And the other person still doesn't seem to know how much influence the word "much" has on the heart that has betrayed the brain since the day they met. No matter how much the brain reminds the heart, the heart will never give up on the brain that keeps ordering the heart to feel things that it doesn't feel. The little boy in front of him continued to spit out continuous sentences that made his heart barely retain its original form because it had melted with the older boy in front of him from the first time they met.
“He knows that you don't understand. Don't you understand what he is like?"
It was as if the person in front of her could read her mind. Even though there are many things between the two of you that clearly indicate how special they are between each other. If there were never even a single word to confirm it Not a single word was spoken to explain what was going on.
“Even if you don't understand and he probably won't be able to explain it to you. But can he ask for it? Even though you don't understand anything between us, why don't you? Don't love anyone who isn't you. Don't love anyone more than him.” The half-begging, half-obligatory sentence that the person in front of her kept endlessly demanding from her resounded into her brain, causing her to ponder in a dazed state.
" means what What do you mean by that?” I looked at the face that was showing a faint smile. of the person in front without understanding
“He's not telling you he loves you. He just asks that you love him, love him more than anyone else, just like he loves you more than anyone else. He couldn't bear to see her love someone more than him. Can't stand it if he is less important than anyone else. If you can't stand it, then you probably won't be able to stand it.” The big boy in front of him moved his body that was taller than necessary and dropped it down next to him, before placing his hands on mine respectfully.
" Why "
"I like it now. I like it this way. Just this fits me. What's right? What's wrong? It doesn't matter at this time."
The answers to the questions come out in short lyrics. that has meaning even though it may not answer any questions at all But right now, this time, there's only this person. No matter what, I like this episode.
Strange fic with strange emotions and interior decoration. More than
I'm sorry that it wasn't good enough for the strange ending, but I did it for everyone who loves the same thing ;)