Today I told Hoseok that I loved him back.

It's been a total of a year and five months since I spotted the boy in the coffee shop with the dazzling smile, and I was forever grateful that he stuck around through my constant ups and frequent downs.

I did end up receiving professional help, deciding that I was stupid to ever think I was okay dealing with this on my own.

I still do have the scars yes, but they'll fade. Maybe not completely, but they will.

"I love you so much." Hoseok told me today, his hand rubbing up and down the bare bicep that my shirt exposed.

After much struggle, I was finally out in public without my usual long sleeved apparel.

"I love you too"