Chapter 712: Side Story 3. Stellar Blossom - 47
The moment Radia fell in love with him?
Han Joon tilted his head. They were already in a tight relationship at that point, deeply obsessed with each other. Radia had stopped seeing anyone else ever since he frequented Joon’s bedroom, and naturally, Joon had thought he acquired Radia’s heart at that point.
Seemed like that wasn’t the case?
Radia chuckled when he saw the confusion in Han Joon’s face, and he held the warm hand tightly. "I knew I had this weird obsession with you, the kind of attraction I had never felt with anyone else, but..." he smiled sheepishly. "It was hard to say we were in love at that age, wasn’t it? I mean...normally."
Yeah, Han Joon was the anomaly. Teenagers’ love was as juvenile as their inexperience. It was tumultuous and everchanging. Not many people could say they fell in love with their childhood sweetheart and maintained it until they grew old. It was more common to see kids at that age having several short relationships, exploring their tastes and preferences.
"But at that moment...when I saw your tears and hugged you, I just knew," Radia smiled as he stroked the soft flesh beneath widened dark eyes. "I knew that it wouldn’t work with anyone else. I knew that it would just be us from then on."
Han Joon blinked dazedly for a few seconds before leaning slightly for a kiss. But the smiling lips suddenly dipped down, and there was a frown on Radia’s forehead--enough to make Joon startle.
"Perhaps that was why I was so angry when you told me you were going to the military," Radia pursed his lips. The sulky tone he was using was like snitching a son to their mother. "You were my precious first love, and I had given you all my heart, but you...decided to leave without discussing it with me."
Han Joon pressed his lips. It was so adorable that he wanted to laugh, but it felt like Radia would confiscate the wedding ring again if he did, so he held back until the corner of his mouth was twitching.
"I had the worst fever in my life after that day," the whine continued.
This time, Han Joon did feel guilty. "I heard," he stroked the deep red hair, and Radia let him.