quiet // taeyong ff

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⚠️SELF HARM MENTIONS⚠️

the flame

it's so bright

it's almost hurting my eyes in this dark room.

the flame almost looks hungry to leave it's burns onto the canvas, my skin.

i haven't done this in a while, but now everything seems to be going wrong.

i can feel eyes on me, i can't explain it but ever since i entered it seems to be as if somebody is staring at me.

and i am right, because i can see him

his figure, his eyes, but not his whole face.

i stuck my eyes onto his figure, not letting him out of my sight.

his body started to move closer, closer and closer,
now sat near me, staring down at my eyes.

he slowly sat down, i noticed the cigarette being held against his fingers, and he's pointing it at me

there's no communication but so much is happening.

i gently grabbed the cigarette, raising an eyebrow.

"smoke it instead, it hurts less," he said quietly.

i can notice the shards of tears glossing his eyes over as he slowly set the tip of the cigarette aflame.

i looked into his eyes to see if he was serious, i cant tell to be honest.

"should i take the first puff?" he asked as he now had the cigarettes close to his lips

it's like pain was attacking my heart, i don't want to see him do this, ever.

i quickly grabbed onto his wrist, "please..don't," i whispered,  he burned the cigarette onto the floor, burning it out.

"what are you-"

"do you see? can you feel how it feels to have to see someone you care about harm themselves?" he chocked out.

"what?"

"i don't want to see u hurting yourself, it hurts so much,"

"i don't need to hurt myself if i've got you doing it for me instead" i slightly but down onto my lip.

"i didn't mean to,"

"Listen Taeyong, i'm so glad you have friends and all that but it feels like your leaving me in the dark, you don't have time for me at all," i slightly laughed.

"then why don't u become friends with them to?" he asked with a spark of hope in his eye.'

"might as well,"

but to be honest

i don't want to.