It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 313: He had put himself in the line

Chapter 313: He had put himself in the line

"You’re going to therapy?" Sungho asked.

The air seemed to have become less tense and Minwoo nodded.

"Yeah, we decided to get therapy together." He walked past him into the office and said, "There are just things that are easier done together than alone." He paused and glanced at him. "Do you want some coffee?"

Minwoo didn’t want Sungho to leave like this. In fact, he wanted to spend some time with him but he couldn’t stop that nagging feeling crawling up his throat, making him want to gag.

Sungho looked at him, his earnest yet hesitant eyes, and then nodded.

"If you’re not pushing me away, I guess I can." He walked in and closed the door.

Minwoo let out a sigh of relief and walked towards his little coffee table at the side but while he was mixing the coffee, Sungho came up from behind and wrapped his arms around his waist, dropping his head on his shoulder.

He said,

"I was scared."

"You were scared?" Minwoo pursed his lips and barely asked in a soft voice, "Why?"

"That you were already getting tired of me." He squeezed his arm tighter around him. "That you didn’t want to be with me anymore. And I... I want to be with you a little longer. I want to hold you, kiss you, and hug you to sleep. I want so much more from you than I ever thought I would. Is this me being greedy? We’re not even in a proper relationship. Tell me, Minwoo. Am I being greedy?"

Minwoo went silent, his head down and his eyes on the empty mug on the table.

"No," he found himself answering. "Everyone gets greedy. They want way more than they ever think they need. They... Just follow their heart."

"Then, is my heart filled with greed?" He asked but Minwoo did not respond. He was searching his own heart if there was anywhere his greed hadn’t occupied.

Seriously, Sungho should be worried about the heart of the person he was holding. Minwoo knew he had become greedy, gradually and increasingly. His heart, as well as his mind, were filled with Sungho, which shouldn’t have been.

He was the one who suggested they become fuck buddies. And now, he was thinking beyond that.

But why at a time like this? He clenched his fists. Why did he have to tell him this at this time?

Where, just as there was so much greed in his heart, there was also guilt.

He had put himself in the line where he would give his body to someone he didn’t want to because it was the only option he could come up with.

"Sungho," Minwoo called, placing his hand on his hair. "I understand your feelings." He said, and Sungho’s eyes widened. "So, I want to ask you this. Would you forgive me, if I decided to sleep with someone else while we are still... In this relationship?"

Sungho felt his heart thump. Why did he ask that?

He raised his head, looked into Minwoo’s eyes, and saw that they were firm. He couldn’t see past the firmness he had put up.

What was he hiding? Did he really... Do it with someone else?

"Would you resent me?" Minwoo asked, turning to face him. He sat on the table and crossed his legs. "That would break your heart and crush your bidding feelings, wouldn’t it? Despite knowing you have feelings for me, I choose to give my body to yet another stranger, would that make you hate me, resent me to the point you would want to strangle me?"

Sungho looked into Minwoo’s eyes, his own eyes shaking in an unseaming fear. He blinked and then dropped his gaze, still blinking as he felt his heart crushing.

Minwoo didn’t look like he was feeling regretful of his actions. If he has done it, then didn’t it mean he wasn’t satisfied with him?

Or has he just grown tired of him?

But no recent attitude showed he was less satisfied with his skills in bed. He was always satisfied, even to the extent that he would pass out as soon as they were done.

So, it wasn’t his skills that was the problem. Then, was it him? Did he just want to change his taste?

After all, he used to do it with different people in the past. He might’ve gotten tired of him. Then, what could he do?

He bit his lips.

Minwoo watched him, wondering if he was brewing hate in his heart. Instead of what he was thinking, Sungho was actually trying to find an excuse as to why Minwoo would want to move on from him and meet some other guy.

He wouldn’t blame Minwoo. He wouldn’t hate him at all. Instead, he would find a reason and then a way to keep him by his side.

(My guy is so green)

"Minwoo," Sungho called, taking his hand. "Then, can you please tell me what I should change, so you don’t lose interest in me?" He asked, confusing Minwoo.

"What?"

"You have probably lost interest in me, that’s why you want to meet another guy. But I won’t judge you. I couldn’t exactly judge you since that is how you’ve lived for so long, even before we met. I’m the one who interrupted the process, but..." He interlocked their fingers. "I don’t want you to go back to it. Not yet, please. I don’t want you to move on to another guy and leave me be. I want to be the one to keep satisfying you, occupying your mind, and not letting your worries eat you up. I want to..." He glanced sharply at him. "...be the only one who shares a bed with you for a while longer. So, will you tell me what it is that you are dissatisfied with me? I will find a way to change it. I promise."

Minwoo was speechless. Did he not hear his question at all?

He asked him what he would do if he decided to spread his legs for another guy. If he would forgive him or not? What was with all these plenty of words?

"I won’t ask you to give me your heart," Sungho continued, hugging Minwoo’s waist. "...but at least your body, let me have it. Even if it’s just a little while longer, give it to me and me alone."