The Gym

Joon nodded and picked Mir up bridal style and carried him home.

"O-okay." Mir nuzzled him. "I w-wanna go h-home."

"Please don't change yourself." Joon wrapped his arms around Mir's waist.

Mir hugged him tighter. "P-please d-don't l-leave. Me."

"I love you a lot."

"D-do you l-love m-me?"

"I know you do." Joon whispered in his ear.

Mir rested his head on Joon's shoulder. "I l-love you."

Joon hugged him back tightly.

Mir hesitantly hugged him.

Joon nodded.

Mir looked at him. "R-really?

"It's because you've changed and you're becoming to paranoid about yourself." Joon said. "I don't care if your fat or not. I want the old Mir back."

"O-okay. I didn't d-deserve y-you a-a-anyways." Mir cried, his shoulders shaking.

"Mir." Joon sighed. "I don't think we should be together anymore."

Mir only cried harder. How could he not be stupid?

Joon eyes widened. "You're not stupid. Why would you think that?!"

"I p-pissed you o-off. I'm s-stupid. Y-you can l-leave." Mir blubbered.

"I don't hate you."

"I t-thought you h-hated m-me."

"Why?" Joon kept repeating.

"I.. I though... I-I," Mir started crying.

"Why?"

"Maybe a l-little..." Mir looked down, afraid to meet Joon's eyes.

"Did you over work yourself?" Joon repeated.

"A-aniyo," Mir wiped his red face.

Joon sighed and sat Mir down. "Did you over work yourself?

"I d-don't k-know. My t-tummy hurts."

"Nevermind about that but why are you throwing up?"

"I'm s-sorry for m-making you m-mad. I was only k-kidding." Mir sniffed, wiping his mouth.