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don't mind me just being a little gay for lee yubin the loml <3 got addicted to whistle and decided to have a hand at writing girls 🥲 i been writing guys for too long man

1st person POV, wrote this with fem reader in mind but i don't think i particularly added any indicators so free for all <3

1.7k worth of gay LOL

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would you stay with me
내 품에서 휘파람을 다시 불러줘

"i can't let you leave like this!"

"why not? i can't stay-"

"why not?"

we lock eyes. i feel tears pooling, sitting here on the floor. i tried to stop her. but her bags are packed, the house is empty. every trace of our memories is gone. whether they're packed into her bag, those cardboard boxes or thrown away is a guess i can't make.

"i need you, yubin."

time flies too fast for us. it flew too fast. every day i spent with her now flicks through in my mind. how happy and carefree we were! i wish i would've known how volatile we were. how volatile she was.

the simmering sunset doesn't help either. warm oranges filter through the clear window, shining beautifully on her face. her gold-tinted eyes carry the unspoken words that i wish i could have heard earlier. now they'll only leave dark marks behind. something i can't bear to deal with.

in this moment, i only want you.

"don't stay on the floor like this, you look pathetic and sad."

i laugh humourlessly, "i am, yubin. i'm going to be so... listless without you. stay."

she shakes her head and sighs, eventually joining me on her bedroom floor. locking eyes makes me cry even harder and she pulls me into an urgent hug, pressing us so much tighter than what people could classify as friends. we're not friends. but we're not together either.

i sob into her shoulder and her hands comfort me everywhere they can.

"stay with me,"

she hums a sad tune, "i've said it so many times. i can't. please stop begging me to stay."

"i can't have you leave!"

"why not?"

we break apart. i try my best not to let my emotions just burst, but the words come out in a yell anyway, "because i love you, yubin,"

her expression remains changeless, "i know."

"you don't! i... i've never felt like this with anyone else- i've never felt so alive!- please, yubin. please stay. i need you with me," i shake my head and wipe tears away. "i don't know how else to say this."

she shakes her head, "don't say anymore. we have time-"

"no we don't! you're going to leave! i-i don't know when but you will. a-and i'm not going to know what to do." once again, she scoops me into her warm embrace.

"jesus, you're really shaking." she tries to joke, a tinge of sadness in her voice. it's not my fault i cry too hard. losing her is going to be the end of it all, i know.

after a while of calming me down and stroking my hair, she guides me to her bed, "better than the floor, right?"

"i'll be yours for tonight, how about it? and then tomorrow you forget about me, forget it all. hm?"