Maybe, Just Maybe
"I hate you."
She spoke barely above a whisper, for fear of him noticing the pain in her voice if she were to speak any louder. This wasn't fair, it wasn't supposed to be like this. She wasn't supposed to be here, especially not with him. Looking over in his direction, her eyes were filled with disdain and regret. It was all his fault. Had it not for been for him, she could have been happy with someone else. Instead, she was here, currently trying to hold herself together in front of a man... no, a boy who just waltzed into her life and made a mess of everything. Desperately trying to prevent the tears from falling, she turned away, no longer able to bear seeing his face. He wasn't supposed to come into her life, making her entire world come crashing down by simply saying three little words.
"Why do you have to be a such a life ruiner?"
"I'm sorry."
He was sorry? After all he had done, the only thing he could say was that he was sorry? After he deliberately came in and treated her as if she were some sort of play thing. He had been the one to force himself into her life, finding a way to slip through the cracks. He had manipulated her, toyed with her mind, making her question her own relationship with the man she loved. He, himself was just a boy, what did he even know about love? He was just a child, a selfish child that had set out to ruin her life and drag her into his own loneliness and misery. And now, there they were, dealing something that was beyond the both of them.
"I love you," he whispered, pulling her into his arms.
Burying her face in his chest, she let the held back tears run freely, staining his shirt. He did nothing to comfort her, only holding her as she cried. She knew that he was never the best person to find solace in. As if he was mature enough to even handle his own emotions, let alone that of another. This made her cry harder, cursing at the mess that they made. She didn't want this, and knew that he never meant for it happen... yet there they were.
"...and I'm so sorry," he continued, placing a hand on the growing swell of her stomach.
With that, he tilted her face up towards his own, placing his lips on hers. As much as she wanted to push him away, she couldn't. Instead, she gripped his shirt tighter, deepening the kiss. Moments later, it was he who was the one to separate them, resting his forehead against hers as they caught their breath. In the back of her mind, she knew that he was lying to her. Though, for now, she would have to believe him. If he kept telling her such things, in time, possibly he too would begin to believe the lies he was currently telling.
"I promise to be there," he spoke softly, reaching for something in his pocket.
Another lie.
"Mimi..." she shivered at the way he said her name, "marry me?"
Then again... maybe, just maybe, he already did believe them.
a/n: Hey guys! Here I am with the FF version of "Where Do We Go From Here?" This little drabble had been inspired by a mini-crack drabble that I had written for Monica (lemonvip) on tumblr a few months back. This is pretty much the same as the AFF version on AsianFanFics. Chances are, I may or may not make this into an actual story on AFF. If you wanna check it out and/or are into K-pop fanfiction, you're more than welcome to search me. My author name over there is Unquixotic.
