Then it was a silence. No words. I don't know how long has it been that he didn't say a word. But it has been more than 2 minutes that's for sure.

I don't know what I was expecting; hatred? pity? or somethings else?

"So what do you want?"

"What?"

"Yes, what do you want? I don't know about you but I am starving like a pig"

Okay, what is he going on about? Didn't he listen to a word that I just said?

"Rocky...."

"Where is your phone book? Do you want pizza or chicken? I don't know about you but I think I can eat them both."

"Rocky..."

I don't understand. Doesn't he understand how much this means to me? Does he think of this as a joke?

"ROCKY!" I shouted as loudly as I could. The feelings which I have been building up to stay strong just collapsed and before I knew it tears were running down my cheeks.

"It wasn't your fault. It wasn't her. It wasn't Moonbin. It wasn't anybody fault. It wasn't your fault that you fell in love with Moonbin. It wasn't his fault that he fell for her and it is her fault that she fell for him and..."

He comes closer and stands in front of me.

So close...

He is too close that I can smell his perfume which I chose for him for his birthday. He comes, even more, closer and hugs me and with his warmth it makes me cry even more making his T-shirt wet.

He pulls apart and rubs my tears away with his thumbs and tilts my head up making me look at him, in his eyes which are filled with love and warmth.

"and it isn't your fault that I fell for You."