“Kiss me!” There, Sam confidently spoke as he mischievously took a step closer to David, whilst wearing a beaming, treacherous smile that softly blinded the boy who blankly watched him approach. David froze on the spot and gulped as soon as his ears captured Sam's words. A frown was standing between his eyes, while rushing to spread across his forehead. “W-what…?” Completely taken aback, David whispered a query, tilting his head to the right as his eyes buried themselves deep into Sam's eyes — Sam who was forever smiling. His cheeks were blooming, shameless as delight encouraged his eyelids to tremble. “Come on, David, don't tell me you're shy. The last time I checked, you did not mind at all! Who knows, maybe it'll be more sweet than Travis's?” Sam squealed happily as soon as he stopped just a step away from David. The boy was truly speechless — he tried so much to take account of every word Sam had aired but there was nothing. His frown deepened when he witnessed Sam take that on
[ Late Night At The Park Mansion! ]“She came back really early tonight. Or is it that Mrs Lee did not keep her word? What will I say to her…?” An agitated Travis who was nervously entwining his fingers together as he flew down a trail of shimmering stairs, silently huffed, whilst his lips slightly trembled as he thought of words to speak to his grandmother. It was already past eight thirty pm and his grandmother had called for him — he was scared because that was the first thing she did as soon as she walked in the house from work. Travis could feel his legs become numb, his system was evilly paralyzed by fear — all that he could think of was Mrs Lee's warning to him. His grandmother usually came home around eleven pm. What if Mrs Lee told Mrs Park everything?The boy simply knew what would happen if that was the case, if Mrs Lee opened her mouth about what happened earlier today at school. Right there, Travis kept hoping and praying for a way out — he was terrified for God's sake.
The shimmering, gold beams of the sun magnificently, almost carefully landed on his skin that quickly glowed with enchanting glee. Hushed — it was completely quiet, only the gentle breeze sang its songs, deep into his ears, making him fall deeper into an abyss of his dreams — so delicate. His eyelids trembled terribly just when he felt the cold shamelessly kiss his skin — how rude! His heart was lazily humming a song, so soft and calm, it made him believe that he was at peace. He was —However, his peace was quickly disrupted when his ears caught a door open with a terrifying creak, as if the person opening was a criminal and he was going to be a victim of a lurid crime. His heart skipped a beat as agahst enveloped his system — it was only for a moment. What was he going to do? He was still drawn to his dream, how was he going to protect himself? A frown swiftly replaced the tranquility that had been buried on his face and now, worry was making itself known across his features. “On
The time for exams was arriving — little by little, the week quickly came. Everyone was busy preparing for the exams — they even went out of their comfort zones and dared to extend their time at school, staying behind and doing revisions. Travis and David were among those who wanted to go beyond. The boys had swiftly forgotten about an incident that took place four days ago — at least David still kept it within the chambers of his heart and he was quietly investigating whatever that he witnessed. It was no longer a problem for Travis because for some reason, his grandmother gave him full permission to stay behind to study and promised that she would talk with Mr Sok. The two boys were alone in the art room, their usual place. They have been studying mathematics since it was announced that it'll be the first subject they are going to open the examinations with. “...and don't forget to always check your numbers more than once, just to be sure of your answers.” David, who was sitting a
The time for exams was arriving — little by little, the week quickly came. Everyone was busy preparing for the exams — they even went out of their comfort zones and dared to extend their time at school, staying behind and doing revisions. Travis and David were among those who wanted to go beyond. The boys had swiftly forgotten about an incident that took place four days ago — at least David still kept it within the chambers of his heart and he was quietly investigating whatever that he witnessed. It was no longer a problem for Travis because for some reason, his grandmother gave him full permission to stay behind to study and promised that she would talk with Mr Sok. The two boys were alone in the art room, their usual place. They have been studying mathematics since it was announced that it'll be the first subject they are going to open the examinations with. “...and don't forget to always check your numbers more than once, just to be sure of your answers.” David, who was sitting a
“Ahh! Calm down, dear heart! Always take a deep breath in and then out when pressure begins to overwhelm my spirit.” Travis, who was seated quietly in a classroom that was enveloped by a blue code of silence, pacified himself soon when he felt his hands begin to tremble. His eyes were trained on the watch that was loudly ticking on the wall. There were ten minutes left until the examination began and he could already feel his muscles tighten as his chest heaved with uneasiness — the boy was nervous. “Whatever that happens, give it your all and don't let pressure break the bones of your brain. Fight and never say never.” Rushing back in his head, Travis whispered the words that David had said to him last night during a phone call. The boy closed his eyes and for some reason, his head decided to teleport his being back when he unintentionally eavesdropped on his grandmother as she was whispering words to Arthur. “...! I know but he has to pass! He must, it doesn't matter if it is not
[The Last Day of School Before Holidays.]The whole classroom was blooming with a cacophony of whispers, giggles and guffaws. Every corner was set up by the gentle beams of the sun as buzzing murmurs danced across the whole room. Everyone was impatiently waiting for the last, special bell to ring — after it, everything came to an end but not for good. The bell ringing would mean that the school hours were ending but only for a few weeks and a month. There, David and Travis were finally happy that neither of them was sitting too far from the other, that is what David was thinking at the moment. As for Travis, he was ecstatic, remembering a second he opened his mouth to tell his grandmother about his progress — about his school results. The old woman who was seemingly holding her breath, waiting for the news from Travis finally released a deep, loud breath when her grandson aired, at last. She quickly got up from her chair and rushed towards Travis and without warning, enveloped her i
[Kiss Me Harder, I Won't Run, I Promise!]The whole building was overwhelmed by blue and red piercing lights that luminously swam in the atmosphere, mischievously travelling across the whole place whilst rudely exposing people who tried to hide their evil deeds — a few of them, of course not many liked how the light approached them. Loud, deep house music vibrantly and unceremoniously punctured into the ear chambers of those inside who were lost in the rhythms of each beat. Everyone had to shout their lungs out whenever they spoke to their companions. One would see that as an unhealthy thing to even look at or want to experience, however, that did not matter to the people in the luxurious club. It wasn't very hard for Travis and David to find the group. As Kevin had mentioned in their chat group, the rest of the group was sitting at the furthest table, away from the many eyes of people. “You are ten minutes late! What took you so long?” Upon landing her eyes on the tall figure of Tr
The air became cold. Eyes bulged with unspoken fear as they mysteriously glided over the figure of Jiyeon. The girl had tilted her head to her right, her eyes slyly following every jumpy movement that her mother made. Her smile widened just when she noticed confusion covering the red, wet face of her mother. “You bastard! How could you do that to your own mother!?” Mrs Choi hissed through her trembling lips that were now dry as a hard bone. Her mouth felt like a desert, parched and craving moisture as words played hide and seek in the back of her throat. Beads of sweat lined up across her forehead as her breath became shallow. “Oh dear, I am my mother’s daughter. One bastard gave birth to another bastard.” Jiyeon released an annoyed sigh and chuckled when she caught her mother’s lips trembling. “Did you know, father always thought that I looked nothing like him. He made sure to remind me every time we went on an ice cream date, when I was only five. It became a song and you said
JIYEON CHOI“Are you sure you want to go?” Mrs Park investigated shortly after placing her hand on Jiyeon’s trembling hands. “You don’t have to, I will ask a person to get them for you. Don’t force it!” The old lady assured the girl whose eyes were tightly shut; feeling ashamed to let Mrs Park see her weakness. Jiyeon bit her lower lip and silently counted to three before she could open her eyes. “It is okay. I want to go…and get them myself.” Squeezing Mrs Park’s hand with her free, uninjured hand, Jiyeon whispered soon after taking a deep breath. Mrs Park stared at the girl for a while and never said a word. She nodded at her driver and the engine of the car they were in growled as it began moving. The car roared out of the Park mansion to a destination where Mrs Park was not so sure they should go to. Jiyeon quietly watched the tall, luxurious buildings pass as the car drove by. Her heart was jingling in the embrace of her ribs, as an unidentified number of emotions collided i
Night descended like a velvet cloak, softly enveloping the world in an inky blackness that seemed to have a texture all its own. The stars twinkled like diamonds scattered across the fabric of the sky, their gentle sparkle casting an ethereal glow over the landscape.The moon, a silver crescent, hung low on the horizon, casting long, sinuous shadows that stretched and twisted like living things. “Thank you.” David who had just come out of the taxi, said as he bowed and watched the taxi drive off. An oppressed sigh found its way out of his lips as he stood in the same spot for a while. His mind was set alight by a fountain of thoughts that made it hard for him to breathe or concentrate on anything else. “A sin? How is it a sin? And why would you find the pleasure in continuing this sin?” Travis’s words rang in the back of his head, poisoning his heart into a temporary melancholy. “Find the pleasure in continuing this sin? What does he mean? He doesn’t view this as a sin. He does n
“Come out, I am outside.” David whispered over the phone, making Travis’s heart jump, this time with fear. He flinched from the bed and rushed towards his window where he began searching for David. “Where are you? I can’t see you.” Hardly holding his breath, Travis whispered, standing on the balcony, intensely searching for his boyfriend. It was as if he had lost his mind. Travis did not notice the tall walls that prevented him from seeing the world outside the huge gates. “Fuck…!” He said silently to himself when it had finally dawned on him that he had to sneak out of the house and meet his boyfriend. His blood was running warm as his heart uncontrollably jingled in the chamber of his chest. The longing to see David had become an all-consuming force, a restless hunger that gnawed at his very soul. As he stood there, his fingers instinctively curled around the curtain, his nails digging deep into the fabric like talons grasping for an anchor.His breathing grew ragged, a slow, to
——The golden rays of the rising sun slowly floated into the room and landed on Travis’s face whose sleep was quickly chased away. With a frown across his forehead, Travis unhurriedly opened his eyes and let out a groan. He got up and stood straight on the bed before reaching for his phone. “Nine? I’m late for breakfast!” Travis growled as he sprinted to the bathroom. He quickly washed his face, brushed his teeth, and raced downstairs when he was done. He found his grandmother and cousin, Arthur, already seated for breakfast. Jiyeon was absent from the table, something Travis quickly understood. “Sorry…for being late.” He apologised as he sat down on his chair. His grandmother only nodded, while Arthur smiled. “How did you sleep?” Arthur investigated and smiled widely as he sipped his apple juice. “Well, I…slept like a baby,” Travis replied shortly after clearing his throat. He instantly began to recall last night — his hand’s job and then a conversation with Jiyeon. His heart slo
——Lips painted by a red gloss carefully pressed against each other immediately after withdrawing from the white cup. “How are you feeling now, dear?” Mrs Park investigated shortly after placing the empty cup on the table. Her eyes gently fell on Jiyeon who had been nervously staring at the plaster cast around her arm. She bit her lower lip and nodded, “I am…fine.” Jiyeon replied in a voice that had dropped to a whisper. She slowly raised her head and turned her eyes to her left, where Travis was sitting. The boy had been quiet as he asked himself questions as to how Jiyeon got the big bruise on her face. The bruise decorated itself across the left side of Jiyeon’s face like a big wing of a butterfly. Travis wanted to let his eyes linger on Jiyeon’s face, but he couldn’t, he averted his eyes away from her face to his grandmother who seemed to have a lot to say. “It is late, you guys go to sleep, and we will have a talk tomorrow.” Mrs Park suggested instantly after getting up. The t
Silence — it was absolutely hushed. The wind released a soft cry that left a hole of embarrassment in the two boys' hearts. Their eyes nervously darted from one place to the other. Travis shifted from foot to foot, wearing a glowing, sparkling smile that magnificently decorated his face. David silently fought with his heart, urging to gain control over it, but he continued to fail over and over again. No words could describe the amount of jingling in the depths of Travis’s heart as he was fishing for words to spew, but none came forth. “One, two, three...” He counted as he tried to wipe his smile, but he had no control over it. His eyes gently landed on David’s pale face for a brief while and then they quickly flew away from his face to the dusty nightstand. “S-so…how are —!?” “I need to use the bathroom,” David whispered with a hiss when Travis was speaking. The boy quietly nodded and carefully watched David as he hurried into his bathroom. “Calm down, breathe!” Immediately after
•••The rays of the rising sun flooded into the space, gently landing on the black island table that separated the two individuals — one wearing a smirk that was carefully spreading across his face and the other with eyes that were dilated with shock. It was very quiet — so hushed, making it easy for Sean to hear how loud and demanding David’s heart was throbbing. “Remember it, David. Remember well how you tightly clenched the sheets, endlessly moaning my name. I did not force you; you were the one who jumped on me even when I was asking you to stop. You were not drunk; we both know that.” Sean murmured, leaning forward and allowing the sunbeams to expose his green gleaming eyes. The man ensured that his gaze strictly fell on David’s face, studying its movements and the change of colour — from pale to red. David closed his eyes and gritted his teeth so hard that an unbearable pain kept his gums hostage for a short period. He did not want to react to Sean’s words, but his body diso
–“Falling deep into blue…! I wish I did not, but I ended up doing it. It is painful and it hurts so much.” A boy who whispered through his clenched teeth lay on a king-sized bed whose sheets were wrinkled. The beams of the rising sun floated into the huge room through the naked window and landed kisses on his pale, nude body. His eyelids trembled when he felt every warm touch from the sun. A smile faintly spread across his dry, chapped lips immediately when his eyes slowly opened and collided with a white, vaulted ceiling. He bit his lip and closed his eyes again. “How many times have I been looking at you? It is still the same and I hate it. Maybe he should change the design…!” David breathed instantly after clearing his throat and never dared himself to move his body, not even an inch. “Maybe we should do it somewhere else. In another room so that I don’t always look at the ceiling. I had to look at it all night.” The boy added with a loud, rough sigh, ignoring the sun’s beams th