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"I hate you!" Inoo throws everything he can reach toward Yabu. Tears roll from his beautiful eyes and his face looks miserable.

Yabu, on the other hand, doesn't do something but standing before Inoo and keep silent. He sighs and walks away. "Don't be a child," says him coldly.

Inoo widens his orbs, shocks with his boyfriend's states. Don't be a child? Inoo isn't being a child. Inoo is pissed and Yabu won't understand him. No, Yabu never understand him. He knows it from the first time they're dating, Yabu didn't return his feelings. Yabu is a playboy, and he didn't think twice before say yes when Inoo confessed to him. But somehow, they make it through. They've been dating for 2 years even they're living together at Yabu's apartement.

Inoo, of course, feels grateful. As long as they're together, Inoo will do anything. But about this, he doesn't know what to do.

"Why?" the younger speaks slowly as he opens his and Yabu's room where his boyfriend is packing his things. He approaches Yabu and begins to cry again.

A sigh escapes from Yabu's mouth. Ignoring Inoo is a hard thing. Tears that fall from Inoo's eyes make him clench his chest.

"Why you ask? It's for work, Kei," another cold answer.

Inoo trembles. He holds his shirt tightly and he's really crying now.

"Just three months," Yabu adds as he packs his shirts.

Inoo wipes his tears and replies, "Do-don't you care about me?" he closes his eyes tightly and lets another tear falls.

Yabu sighs again. Sometimes, Inoo is too cute to be ignored. "Stop crying," his hands find their way to Inoo's face then cup it. "I do care about you, sweetheart. So, stop crying, will you?" a smile appears on Yabu's face as he strokes Inoo's cheeks.

Surprises, Inoo widens his eyes but his cry louder. He immediately hugs Yabu and buries his face on Yabu's chest—wetting Yabu's shirt. As Yabu caresses his hair gently, his sob louder and louder as well. Yabu can't help it but hug Inoo tighter.

"But three months, don't you think it's too long?" Inoo says between his sobs.

Yabu releases his hugs and wipes Inoo's tears even though they're still rolling no matter how many times Yabu wipes it. He sighs and speaks softly, "Kei, what do you think mobile phone and internet were made?" Inoo doesn't answer but pout then Yabu continues talking, "I will call and text you everyday, maybe every second if you won't feel bored."

"Bu-but..."

"No buts, honey. I do this for you and for our future," Inoo nods although from his deepest heart he doesn't want Yabu to leave him.

Feels relieved, Yabu stands up and walks toward their shared bed then throws his body on it. He breathes heavily thrice but shows his no eyes smile to Inoo as he talks, "Sleep here, honey. I will miss you later."

"Don't forget to call me," the youngest of both turns his body to the oldest one. His eyes look red due to the cry he did before. He shifts his body closer to Yabu and cuddles to him.

"Don't forget to pick my call," Yabu answers as he smells Inoo's hair. "Sweet," he whispers.

Inoo cuddles more, "Don't forget to eat."

"Don't forget to take a rest if you feel tired."

"Don't forget to text me."

"Don't forget not to cry."

"Don't forget about me."

"Don't forget to love me."

"Kou, I lo—"

"—I love you too, Kei."

[OWARI]