●Run or Fly● × Seungchu-chu

"Let's end this."

"No...No!"

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Seung-gil had been pretty distant in Phichit and his' relationship. Up to the point where it seemed like the Korean wanted nothing to do with him.

The Thai man had his own flaws, such as posting a pic of them everday, which made Seung-gil think that he was only with him for attention and publicity.

They were doing their own things, and they never told each other why.

One day, their miscommunications got the best of each other, and Phichit had enough, he had enough of his boyfriend ignoring him.

He had enough of the disinterested stares.

Enough of lack of inerest towards him.

"Seung-gil, I want to talk to you."

"If it's about us then...I'm all ears."

"Look...are you going to run away from this relationship, or fly with me?"

"...What?"

"Are you going to keep acting like this? Detached? As if I'm unimportant to you? Always looking at your phone?"

"What the hell brung this all about?"

"And don't start on how I use my phone!"

"You get up and grab your phone! It's like you live off of it, and then you ignore me for a while until you decide to get a picture of us for your IG."

"Every time I glance at you, your eyes are glued to the screen, I've had enough of it."

"I can't help that I want to spread the word of our relationship!" Phichit exclaims.

"Everyday?"

"I know you like attention Phichit, is that why you do this everyday?"

"I do it to get your attention, to get something out of you, to get that bored look off of your face."

"Facing me with a screen won't help with shit if that's what you're wondering."

"Tell me that I do it for publicity now."

"Tell me." He demands.

"Because I do this for you."

"It doesn't change the fact that you want attention constantly, I'm the type of person that doesn't like physical contact or being forced to do something just for a picture, or for a person."

"Not even the ones I love can manipulate me, not digitally, phsically, or emotionally." The Korean admits, looking to the ground.

"I've made my decision, Phichit."

"If you can't deal with someone who's reserved and usually disinterested, then I see that you don't like my personality."

The words that came of Seung-gil's mouth made Phichit nearly cry.

"Let's end this."

"No...No!"

The Korean picked up his bag, took his jacket from Phichit's covers, and a picture of them, preparing to leave.

As he sat on the floor, watching him leave, he said "I didn't expect Seung-gil Lee to be so selfish."

The door closed.

"That's right, I am selfish." His lips turned into a weary, solemn smile, his cheeks stained with tears.

"I'll be selfish, only for you."

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