Thirteen; Yeonjun (alternative ending)

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Darkness.

Everywhere.

Is this a dream?

Where am I?

This darkness seems familiar.

But my dreams had...

...stopped.

Since he left...

A waft of sweet scent arises.

Almost like strawberries.

And flowers.

Roses and Gardenia.

Two arms circle around me.

Holding me close to the warmth of a body behind me.

No one says a word.

As if our silence is louder than spoken.

And we know exactly who the other is.

"You didn't do anything wrong."

The words seep into my senses.

But deep down I still cannot wrap my head around it.

"You walked away."

"To save you from the negative effects I might have on you."

Might.

The word hangs in the air, hinting to it's uncertainity.

"What negative effects?"

The arms tightened.

"I am not normal. I don't want to drag you with me in this judgemental world."

My heart squeezed.

Not normal?

"If loving you isn't normal, then let it be not normal. I don't care what others may or may not think."

"But I do care. Not about the people but you."

Before I could say anything, I feel a pair of lips on my neck.

As light as feather.

"Please. Don't find me."

A sudden burst of light blinds my eyes.

The warmth is gone.

The arms are gone.

And I am alone now.

In my room.

Just me.

And his words that echo in my ears.

'Please. Don't find me.'

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Gardenia - purity and gentleness, secret love

Roses - love and passion

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