"You feel pain when they're in pain, and of course, you can't be comfortable when you see them cry or struggle. So, do you think you can feel all of this?"
I brushed my fingers against his skin.
"If you can, then you're definitely capable of liking someone... Loving them, even." I smiled at him. "And if you can't, I'll make sure you're able to feel them because..." I leaned closer, wrapping my arms around his neck, and then brushed my lips against his earlobes. "...I want you to like me back, Sung-min."
"You... What is love?" He suddenly asked and I tilted my head, resting it on his shoulder.
"Well, love can mean a lot of things, and so many people have their own definition but to me... Love is just a term used to describe the countless impossible feelings that drive one to do a bunch of foolish things, fufu. Does that answer your question?"
He suddenly placed his hands on my waist and moved his head to look me in the eye.
