“I’m begging you, Ian. Please. . . Don’t say yes to Kurt. . . I know you are already planning to answer him,” Bill uttered in a low voice. Desperation was written all over Bill, from his eyes to his voice. Bill closed his eyes, afraid to hear Ian’s response. He was afraid to hear that Ian would reply otherwise.
A hand softly landed on Bill’s cheek, which eventually wiped the tears rolling down his face. “Please, Ian. Tell me you won’t say yes to you Kurt. Please. . . Give me the chance to prove myself to you. Give me the chance to show and prove my love for you, Ian. . .” Bill mumbled, holding himself from crying more. Yet the tears in his eyes betrayed him already and continued having a race falling down.
“Bill. . .” Ian mentioned. But Bill repeatedly mumbled the same pleading all over
