it was a long fall,
although it looks fast from third person's view,
it felt long to the both of them,
Seungkwan managed to hold her tight,
stroking her hair,
Dahee managed to cup his face,
looking at his beautiful face one last time,
before they hit the ground,
they both managed to say out the words they have been meaning to say,
the unspoken words,
that had kept them from being together,
the words that,
may perhaps,
save them both,
if it had been said earlier,
they looked into each other's eyes,
and smiled,
"I love you, Kwon Dahee,"
"I love you, Boo Seungkwan,"
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TRASH | Boo Seungkwan |
FanficA story of a boy who works as someone who picks up the trash. |Boo Seungkwan short fanfic|
