POV: GI-HUN
I will not answer him.
I sat on my bed and fixed my hair (the rest of my hair). I closed my eyes.
- Goodnight, fucker - I said
He just smiled and also closed his eyes.
I fell asleep.
In the morning, when I woke up, I felt a touch on my face. I opened my eyes and saw Young-il hanging over me.
- Young-il?! What are you?-
He didn't let me finish.
He kissed me on the lips. I didn't know what to do. Out of stress I kissed back.
After a while he stood back.
- You like me though, huh?
I looked away. How did he get away?
- Shut up, I hate you.
- You love me, don't lie to yourself.
I stood up and turned my back to him.
- and even if? So what?
He just smiled, grabbed my hand and pulled me back. He kissed me again.
~~~~~~~~~ 2 years later ~~~~~
I was staring at the mirror, or rather at my bow tie. I adjusted it when young-il entered the room.
- you look beautiful - He came over and played with a strand of my hair.
I just nodded my head.
- Thank you for stopping organizing these games.
- It's okay, I'll do anything for you.
"Hey!" The voice of the woman who was organizing the ceremony came from the room, "come on, or you'll be late for your own wedding!"
I stepped aside and Young-il and I walked towards the hall.
THE END :D
Thank you all! I enjoyed writing it. I recommend checking out my new book about Richie Tozier from the movie "IT" :3. I hope you enjoyed it. The ending is a bit shitty, but whatever.
Ps. Young-il is still organizing games but Gi-Hun thinks he isn't.
Love you <3
Do you have any ideas what else I can write about?
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