You and Jisung had a..... quiet interesting relationship. Like you both are friends but...a bit more. It all started at highschool last year, you both were 17 and decided since both of you were single and ready to mingle, you both came up with this deal..... friends with benefits...still been now that you both were past 24 and had your own jobs.

Everyone knows how that works. Intimate sexual relationship with no actual feelings for the other. Most find it disgusting while some are well.... desperate.

You and Jisung were as well. You've always liked that squirrel looking boy. For his round cheeks and those cute doe like eyes. You've always wanted to man up and ask him out but....too bad he had a boyfriend then.

You both would always be cuddling whenever either of you visited the others. Sharing small kisses, forehead kisses, cheek kisses if feeling soft and cuddly. Or you'd be having heated makeout sessions and then ramming Jisung on the bed until he'd be unable to walk the next day if anyone of you were stressed or horny.

It still hurted you. That this relationship had no meaning. Nothing at all. Just sexual relationship. It hurted even more when Jisung himself proposed this type of deal with you....and you just accepted it....you loved the boy.

It was Saturday night and Jisung invited you over to his apartment since he doesn't have work on Saturdays and you didn't had office too.

You both were on the couch cuddling and after a while began making out when Jisung decided to straddle your waist and wrap his arms around your neck.

It was going smooth until Jisung finally pulled away. You panted softly and looked up and he had.....tears?! His arms were still around your neck and he was still sitting on your lap as silent tears rolled down his cheeks and fell on your face.

.

Before you could ask anything, he began in his trembling voice while looking down at you.

"This doesn't really mean anything right......{{user}}?"

.....what....?