𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 || 𝕥𝕒𝕖𝕘𝕪𝕦 ✓

𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟

𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣/𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕣𝕕 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕡𝕠𝕧

after standing in the life-threatening thunderstorm that chilled him to the bone, the latter managed to pick himself up from himself from his shaking state and continue on with his journey. the storm had subsided, meaning that it would have must been some time even since the natural disaster commended. the once howling wind's noise was brought to a minimum whistle and the tree and earth were downright dampened by the sudden rainfall.

the latter trodded on, now having a mental grip on himself, his mini bangs covering his eyebrows and luscious eyelashes. he thanked his past self for bringing a raincoat with him as the air was a little frosty, which was a little weird for a mid-june summer's night. beomgyu hugged himself tighter, feeling the consequences of the cold really get to him now.

the black-haired felt helpless, with no where to go. he had no sense if direction, except from the compass points, but that wouldn't help his as he was in the no-man's-land, where this ill-lit, pitch black forest had no end. his phone had died and he cursed himself for that, even if he had the option of calling two emergency numbers after the device's temporary termination.

the black-haired skilled through the forest, still dripping wet with clouds' downpour and shivering to the bone. he felt like he was going to pass out any moment from now. he was desperate for warmth. he just thanked his past self for taking a raincoat or else his spirit would have seen his body pale blue, soulless on the ground. even with the layer of insulation and minimal warmth, he was still freezing cold as hell, or maybe antarctic.

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beomgyu wandered for a little more before, to his delight, eventually, found the end of the apparently never-ending forest. he was mentally and physically exhausted by this time as so was extremely thanful that this place did have an exit to its maze like pattern. his mental smile dropped hen he saw a thin, looming shadow blocking out his own black reflection on the floor. he peered up slowly to see the gates of a graveyard towering over his lean stature. he was creeped out almost immediately jumping out of his skin as soon he laid his drooping eyes on it.

the latter entered the cursed place and it felt as if it as already the 31st of october. the location, he believed was downright possessed by the spirits that continued to forever dwell in their part eath, part spiritual home. the young boy weaved himself through the many tombstones of the cemetery, each crumbling to nothingness just like the bodies tha lay underneath them.

the boy shook with fear as another lightning bolt struck the ground a little way away from him. the floor opened up and swallowed the electrical discharge as it created a pernament hole in the ground. the ear-splitting noise literally shook beomgyu to the core as the latter cowered away and scurried away from there. he seriously needed more sleep when this shitty episode of his life was over. to say that the black-haired was tired was a insult at this point. he was actually on the point of collasping.

looks like someone had already done that for him.

below the mightest tree of the haunted scene, lay a boy who had drenched blonde with darkened roots to them. his face had its defined features; a sharp jawline and big, matured doe eyes which were hiddened under the appearance of beautiful monolids. his face was adorned by water droplets streaming down his face, making him even more ethereal. the male wore a black hoodie that covered the pockets of his midnight blue jeans which went with a pair of white trainers.

before the latter could even make an attempt to walk closer to the handsome-as-hell man, his head was overwhelmed by a pain he could not now, not ever, describe.

he was exhausted after all.

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what a way for taegyu to meet heh

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