" You really don't want to stay tonight?" I asked politely as I saw him starting to pick up his stuff. The tears had dried up and the sore feelings still lingering but I still want him with me tonight. He strokes his hair again. His dark brown hair glittering under the dimmed light. He put his hoodie back down. Like he was hesitant. I made an effort to come closer. Surprising him with a warm tight-back hug, I hope it can soothe down whatever feeling he had right now. It's been a while that we spend time together. Due to his hectic schedule, we rarely get to see each other. And as few other tensions raising on my side, I failed to control myself and went off on him. Things are rough these days. I am emotionally and physically tired. That's when I forgot that Namjoon literally had the same struggles like mine.

" I'm sorry I didn't acknowledge your pain. I forgot," I said. Tearing again and it got dampened his shirt. He didn't say anything. I can hear him letting out a deep sigh.

" Maybe we should take time off for a while," one simple line that I feared the most. A while became some time that eventually drew us apart. And me, tired of waiting and hoping. No more nights with Namjoon and suddenly we became strangers. Five years together seems like nothing to him. Maybe it's true that I was demanding too much from him. Being in a normal relationship was kind of impossible for someone like him. And I am just one...