words we can’t say out loud

That night when BaekHyeon got home he kept thinking of what JaeHwa said. If Chris really did like him would he lose him forever? He flipped and turned in his bed trying to make sense of everything; he has never viewed Chris as anything else except as a friend. He never really thought about being in a relationship with Chris at all, Chris was his friend and his comfort place.

He rose from the bed looking at his phone and video called Chris. On the first ring Chris quickly answered the call, "hello?" He said his camera facing the ceiling. "Where are you?" Hyeon asked, "I'm dressing up, give me a minute." Chris said from a distance.

Hyeon slumped back into his bed and waited for Chris to show himself; after waiting for 2 minutes Chris finally picked up the phone and showed himself. "So what's up?" He said sitting down at his study table, "I miss you and I want to talk to you," Hyeon replied.

A smile flashed on Chris's face. looking at Chris through the screen. "Do you… feel differently about me? Like, more than just a friend?"

Chris blinked, clearly caught off guard. "What do you mean?" he asked, a faint flicker of confusion on his face.

"There's this thing uncle JaeHwa said, about you… liking me," Hyeon clarified, feeling the weight of the words as they left his mouth.

Chris chuckled softly, a hint of nervousness in his expression. "What if I do, would you stop being friends with? He asked, "No, I just want to hear from you. I want to know if you like me more then a friend." He said, Chris took a deep breath and sighed. "Im just going to tell you now, Whatever happens it happens." He said, "Yes, I do like you. I've liked you ever since we were kids." He revealed, Hyeon froze for a second.

"Why haven't you ever told me?" He asked, "because I didn't want to ruin our friendship," "so you've liked me this entire time and you never told me shit!" He exclaimed, Chris sighed. "I didn't say anything cause I didn't want you to hate me for ruining your relationships. I value you more then anything, so keep my feelings to myself was the best decision so I wouldn't ruin our friendship." He told him.

"If you do value me like you say, you would have told me. Instead of watching me going through all these stupid relationships." He remarked, "I tried everything to stop-" suddenly ended the call and threw his phone on the floor.

Minji's pov(at Jihoon's condo)

He lifted me up on the kitchen counter and smiled at me. "Do you know how sexy you are?" He grabbed my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. We always end up like this, no matter what I do or say he will always find a way to me give into him. He will take me anywhere and do anything he wants to me, I didn't hate it; I just hated the fact I couldn't be anything more to him then just a fuck buddy.

He kissed me passionately his fingers roaming through my hair and his lips kissing every inch of my neck. As he started to unbutton my shirt his phone started ringing. "Your phone is ringing," I told him slowly pushing him away, "they can wait." He said rushing back to kiss me, I covered his mouth and shook my head. He sighed as he grabbed his phone out of his pocket and looked at the caller.

Suddenly a big smile flashed on his face, a smile I've never seen. "You know when you said you were going to call me I didn't believe you." He smiled placing the phone to his ears. I couldn't hear the other person on the other side I couldn't make out what they were talking about. All I can say is that Jihoon looks so happy talking this person.

"Did you miss me this much?" He asked with that same stupid smile, "I miss you more than you can miss me." He said turning away from me. I couldn't help but wonder who this person was that he could make Jihoon out of all people so happy. He never smiles at me like how he smiled by just seeing the name of the person calling.

Was it his lover, or was it someone better than me? I couldn't help but think that the person he was talking to was more important to him than I am, after all I'm just a person he plays around with.

As I watched Jihoon continue his animated conversation, a pang of jealousy began to well up inside me. I had known Jihoon for years, and yet I had never seen him wear such an affectionate smile or speak so warmly to me. It was like a knife through my heart, wondering who could hold such a special place in his life.

The more he spoke, the more it became evident that this person meant the world to him. His laughter, his jokes, the way his eyes sparkled with excitement – it was all reserved for this mysterious individual on the other end of the line. I couldn't help but feel like an outsider in Jihoon's world.

The conversation seemed to go on forever, and with each passing minute, my jealousy grew. I felt a deep desire to be the one to make him smile like that, to be the reason for his happiness. It was painful to admit that someone else had that power over him, a power I had never possessed.

Finally, Jihoon ended the call with a reluctant sigh, still wearing that radiant smile. He turned to me and said, "I think we should stop for today, I'm tired." "I'll get you some food and take you back home," he said buttoning my shirt back up. "Who were you talking to?" I asked, "that was a friend of mine's," he replied smiling.

Even talking about him makes you smile, you can't even talk to me with a smile like that. I hate this friend of yours, he makes me feel things I can't make you feel.

As Jihoon's words settled in, my resentment only grew. He buttoned up my shirt, but his touch lacked the warmth and affection that I had witnessed in his conversation with that mysterious friend. I couldn't shake the feeling that this person was taking a place in Jihoon's heart that I had longed for.

"Are you going to see me tomorrow?" I asked hoping for the best, "about that, I won't be able to see you for two weeks. But you can call me anytime you want." He said pushing my hair behind my ears. My heart sank by his words, I guess the one he truly loved was going to come back and he'll forget all about me. "Also I dont think I can continue doing this with you. We should stop this right now." He suddenly told me.

I was right, I wasn't needed anymore now that the person you love is coming back. As Jihoon's words echoed in my mind, a numbing wave of despair washed over me. His casual dismissal and the abruptness of his decision felt like a blow to the core of my being. The realization that he was ready to let go so easily shattered the fragile hope I had clung to.

His touch, once a source of comfort, now felt distant and cold. The two weeks without seeing him seemed like an eternity. The mention of discontinuing whatever it was we had shattered the remaining fragments of my heart.

I wanted to protest, to beg him not to leave, but the words stuck in my throat. The sense of rejection was so overwhelming that I couldn't muster the strength to fight for something that, in Jihoon's eyes, seemed to have little value.

The implication was clear – I was just a temporary presence, easily replaced or discarded when someone more significant returned. Jihoon's sudden decision cut deeper than I could have anticipated, leaving me feeling utterly disposable.

As he turned away, his words haunting the air between us, I stood there in silence, feeling the weight of his impending absence and the crushing weight of unrequited emotions. It was evident I never held the place in Jihoon's life that I had yearned for.

To be continued