Kim Hongjoong

Hongjoong and you had fight in a shop, he pull from your hand to outside. It was dark outside. Only street lamps were shining. He push you to street's wall. Hongjoong took a step toward you, his eyes carefully scanning your face as a mocking smile settled on his lips. He slid his hands into his pockets, tilting his head slightly to the side.

"Trust me baby, I got nothin' for you other than love."

Your eyes instinctively locked with his, and Hongjoong shrugged, wearing that familiar indifferent expression.

"Look, if you're expecting anything else, don't bother. No games, no stupid fights, You decide—you're either here, or you're not. This is all I've got."

There was a moment of silence. He just stood there, not breaking eye contact, as if underlining his words as he blow the cig smoke to your face.

Talking to him because he is your safe place