Tell Me We Weren't Just Friends 소설 & 이야기

Apparently not. Things got weird. Being able to talk to her again in the college project... I got rid of the bad memories of the past and ended up taking her virginity. "Is it really me who ended our 'friendship' relationship?" I flopped onto the empty bench beside Resti. Quite disappointed actually. "Weren't you the one who chose to leave?" I deliberately emphasized the word friendship because I've never had any feelings for her. A woman who is comfortable to talk to will only be a friend, nothing more than that.

And hence I won't get to force any name on it. " Friends?" " Fucking friends." I groaned. We both know we are never becoming friends. Never fucking ever.

she asked me and I nodded heading to my room, I stopped halfway. “She was never a real friend”. I left with this last statement leaving a suspenseful thought in her mind. But that was the truth, she wasn’t really a friend, whatever closure we had, I couldn’t help explain how it happened but I all I know is that it just happened. That was true, I never thought about how we grew a talking relationship considering our differences and we lived in separate words that’s when my mind began to take me back, back to the day it all started.

We just felt comfortable telling each other things, but that friendship line hasn't been drawn yet. Lovers? I didn't think so. So, the question remained, what exactly were we? But like we said in the car, we were not bothered about tomorrow, just today. So, on the drive to his house, I messaged my friends on our group chat that I would be sleeping out today and quickly logged out before a gazillion messages came in.

my voice cracked. “Right. That was nothing.” I nodded. “So…” “So?” “We go back to being friends?” “We were never friends,” I reminded him, “and I don’t think we can ever be friends. In fact, I don’t think we should ever be friends.” He stared at me for a while, his expression wasn’t readable. “You’re right, let’s go back to being workplace buddies.” “Of course,” I said without looking up. And just when I was one blink away from crying, my guardian came right in time to save the day.

He eyed my outstretched hand like it was a weapon, then stepped closer. “And,” I added, “we do it as friends.” He froze. “Friends?” he repeated, as if the word itself was an antique relic. “Yeah. Friends,” I said, holding his gaze. “Not king and subject. Not prophecy and pawn. Not replacement and ghost. Just… two idiots trying to survive.” His eyes softened in slow, cautious degrees. “I…” He swallowed. “It has been a long time since I had a friend.” “Good,” I said. “You’re out of practice. I’ll lower the bar.”

“Thank you. For believe me. For help.” “That is what friends do.” He smiled real. “We are friends?” “What else?” “I do not know. Never had friends.” My heart hurt for him. Alone many years. No trust. “Now you have,” I said strong. “Friends. Pack. People who care.” “Including you?” “Most me.” Something changed between us. Not love yet. But big. Like new door open. “We go back,” he said. “Before people talk.” “Yes. More talk we do not need.”

You paused and looked into her eyes, long enough for her to know you absorbed her question but not so long that you were struggling with it. "No, that's not what I'm saying. That is your decision, and I'm not going to try and sway you either way because we're Friends first, and friends support friends. I just meant that getting something special, just for me, felt more special."

“And what do we have here? A real couple.” I quickly disentangled our hands. “No, we’re just…” Friends? Crushes? Lovers? Enemies? Wait, what were we? “Friends,” Noel supplied for me. “We’re just friends.” It was the truth. Even if friends didn’t sleep naked in each other’s beds, nor knew the way the other person tasted. Friends didn’t eat each other out until stars exploded in their eyes. So why did I feel a twinge of hurt about the truth?

And those gleaming eyes fell in disappointment. “O-of course, you aren’t! One alpha son is all too many, I presume. But you do look awfully pale—are you sure you’re alright, my friend?” When were we friends? I forced a smile and flipped the tap open like everything that had happened—whatever she had heard—was nothing more than a normal circumstance. “Just the heat. You know what it’s like.”