Ex Wsn, exes to lovers
Angst with a happy ending, hurt little comfort, Sn can't get over Wy
Sn raises his head, and mouths find each other, locking in an embrace they hadn’t known in months, sparking a fire inside their hearts.
Sn raises his head, and mouths find each other, locking in an embrace they hadn’t known in months, sparking a fire inside their hearts.
Sn breaks down crying, right there, in the entryway, where anyone passing in the corridor could see him. Not even two seconds later, a pair of arms is circling him, pulling him against a steady chest.
“I’m here to stay, Snie.”
Sn breaks down crying, right there, in the entryway, where anyone passing in the corridor could see him. Not even two seconds later, a pair of arms is circling him, pulling him against a steady chest.
“I’m here to stay, Snie.”
It hurts. Sn hurts way too much and he feels like his heart is being ripped out from his chest.
“My love…” Wy started.
“Don’t.” Sn cut him
It hurts. Sn hurts way too much and he feels like his heart is being ripped out from his chest.
“My love…” Wy started.
“Don’t.” Sn cut him
Sn closes his eyes tightly, rivulets of tears painting his cheeks.
“And yet you left.-
-You told me this opportunity was bigger than us and you left. I understand, you know?
Sn closes his eyes tightly, rivulets of tears painting his cheeks.
“And yet you left.-
-You told me this opportunity was bigger than us and you left. I understand, you know?
“Sn, please, I’m sorry.” He hears from the other side of the door.
Sn feels tears burning his eyes, but he reopens the door.
“Why are you here, Wy? Aren’t you supposed to be some hotshot chef in the US?” Sn sighs.
It hurts too much, it’s almost physical.
“Sn, please, I’m sorry.” He hears from the other side of the door.
Sn feels tears burning his eyes, but he reopens the door.
“Why are you here, Wy? Aren’t you supposed to be some hotshot chef in the US?” Sn sighs.
It hurts too much, it’s almost physical.
The second knock has him get closer to the door. It’s not a mistake, the person is being too insistent. Slowly, he opens the door and comes face to face with Wy, his ex-boyfriend. His first reaction is to close the door.
The second knock has him get closer to the door. It’s not a mistake, the person is being too insistent. Slowly, he opens the door and comes face to face with Wy, his ex-boyfriend. His first reaction is to close the door.
He looks outside, and sure enough, it’s nighttime and it’s snowing. Sn’s not expecting anyone. Sh has stopped coming unannounced and his other friends have never done it to start with.
He looks outside, and sure enough, it’s nighttime and it’s snowing. Sn’s not expecting anyone. Sh has stopped coming unannounced and his other friends have never done it to start with.
*’*’*
It’s February, and Sn is watching TV. It still hurts, doing things on his own, but he’s starting to get used to it.
*’*’*
It’s February, and Sn is watching TV. It still hurts, doing things on his own, but he’s starting to get used to it.
Until Sn forgets the biscuits in the oven and the scent turns sour, burnt.
Until Sn forgets the biscuits in the oven and the scent turns sour, burnt.
“I wish you could too, Snie. I wish you could too.”
Sn falls asleep hours later in Sh’s arms, exhausted from his breakdown.
*’*’*
“I’m not doing okay”, Sn thinks on a random December night.
“I wish you could too, Snie. I wish you could too.”
Sn falls asleep hours later in Sh’s arms, exhausted from his breakdown.
*’*’*
“I’m not doing okay”, Sn thinks on a random December night.