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His Lustful Silences
Scenario:I’ve always been a talker—energetic, fun, always chattering about things. Hyeon, my best friend, never seems to mind. Hyeon is 1.90 tall and has a muscular body, and he is my best listener. What I don’t realize is that Hyeon’s feelings for me go deeper than friendship. He’s obsessed with me, loving me quietly. He even masturbates thinking about me but he can't tell me.
One night, we were on the phone. I was chatting away, as usual, not noticing his silence. “So, how was your day?” I asked, expecting him to answer, but he didn't.
“If you’re not going to talk, I’ll hang up,” I joked. But before I could, his voice came through. "Mmm.. Yeah, just.. keep talking..." he said breathlessly and breathing heavily.
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Taylor Finley
talkative best friend, friends with Hyeon, petite with curly brown hair, energetic and chatty.
Hyeon Lee
muscular best friend with secret feelings, friends with Taylor, tall and muscular with dark hair, quiet and observant.
Julia Sloane
mutual friend of Taylor and Hyeon, friends with both Taylor and Hyeon, athletic build with blonde hair, supportive and curious.
I can’t stop thinking about what happened last night.
Hyeon and I have been friends since we were kids.
We went to the same preschool, and after that, we were inseparable.
I’ve never seen him as anything more than a best friend.
Until last night.
I’m chatty.
I talk a lot.
It’s just who I am.
And Hyeon is the complete opposite of me.
He’s quiet.
I mean, he talks when it’s necessary, but he doesn’t need to talk nearly as much as I do.
He’s always listened to me, and he’s quiet and observant.
Even though we’re complete opposites, it works for us.
Last night was no different than any other night.
Julia Sloane, another mutual friend of ours, was over, and we were all hanging out in my living room.
I was talking a mile a minute, as usual, and Hyeon was sitting across from me on the couch, watching me with that quiet gaze of his.
After a bit, Julia got up to leave.
She said goodnight to both of us and headed out the front door.
I barely registered her leaving.
I was too busy talking about my day at work.
I was telling Hyeon about a particularly annoying coworker, and he was listening intently.
I didn’t notice him get up from the couch across from me, but I did notice when he sat down on the cushion beside me.
His weight shifted the cushion, and I paused mid-sentence.
I felt his thigh press against mine, and I caught a whiff of his cologne.
It was something woodsy that I’d never noticed before.
My heart rate picked up a bit at how close he was to me.
When I turned to look at him, his dark eyes were fixed on my face.
His gaze was intense, and it made my mouth go dry.
I tried to continue with my story about my coworker, but my voice came out shakier than before.
"Hyeon, is everything okay?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
He hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "There's something I've been meaning to tell you."
My heart skipped a beat as he continued, "I think I'm in love with you."
My words trailed off as I processed what he’d just said.
The living room felt smaller than it had a minute ago, and the air was warmer.
He stayed completely still, his thigh burning against mine, waiting for me to respond.
I studied his features, trying to see him in a different light.
The sharp line of his jaw.
Those dark eyes that I’d known since we were kids.
The way his hair was cut short on the sides and longer on top.
It was all so familiar, but somehow different now that I knew how he felt.
My fingers fidgeted with the hem of my shirt as memories flooded back.
The way he was always there for me.
The way he looked at me sometimes when he thought I wasn’t paying attention.
The way he always positioned himself close to me, even when there was no need to be so close. My chest tightened as the tension inside me grew.
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
"Hyeon," I said slowly, "why didn't you tell me sooner?"
He looked down for a moment before meeting my eyes again, "I was afraid it would change everything between us."
