Yoonbum x Reader + Sangwoo | Ashes

Torched

A/N: hi everyone,i'm updating bc all the comments requesting more :] sorry it's been so long
please be aware this chapter is dark , view at your own risk
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Yoonbum POV

I remember getting up from my desk, lifting my body and pressing my books close to my chest. Walking alone, while others pushed passed me. I remember taking small, slow steps and reaching the hall.

There she was, at the end of the hall. Her gaze focused on what lay beyond the glass window. I watched her as if she was a small deer, gazing upon a snowing meadow. Her hair was tucked behind her ear, leaning close to the window while students walked by as if she didn't exist.

I remember seeing her neck exposed, her delicate skin looked so soft. She had left reality and simply swam in her own dreams. I craved to know what went on in her head. Was she lonely like me? What did she see in me? How did she view the world? I always wanted to ask her these things but when I was with her, my own voice betrayed me.

I slowly approached her, hoping not to startle her but it seemed she knew I'd be by her side. I looked out the window to match her gaze and saw the snow was drifting down from the sky but not enough to change the course of nature.

Winter was ending. I looked at her eyes and saw sadness. She adored winter and everything about it. She loved spring too but winter was where her heart rested. Hesitantly, I placed my hand on hers and she looked at me with a soft smile.

Her eyes were tired but still so loving. She took my hand and pressed a small kiss to my cheek, an action that would leave my heart aching for more. "Come on, Yoonbum. I wanna go home" she turned to leave while holding my hand, bringing me wherever she wished. And I'd go, because I ... loved her.

I missed those times, back when i loved her like that. Sitting next to her and watching her play video games with her head leaned against my shoulder. Her laugh echoed in my mind and her soft body cuddled close. I could lose myself in her scent and exist in a world of only her. I wasn't worth anything but... I wanted to keep her warm.

But now I sat on the floor in the kitchen, scrubbing with a rag while she lay in the floor below me, shuddering in the cold dark basement. Sangwoo was leaned against the counter watching over me like a hawk, drinking from a mug. He had become overly protective ever since she arrived. His presence was like a weight on my shoulders, almost suffocating.

I think he was scared that she had the possibility to win me over or maybe that this would change my loyalty to him. i don't know, i couldn't read him. It was silent, the air was still and the sound of a clock ticking another room began to haunt me. it seemed to get louder and louder as time went on, as if it had its own voice created to mock me. my ears were beginning to ring as static filled the empty until we heard a loud bang from below.

Sangwoo slammed his mug down and left the room. He was waiting for this, i think. I let out a breath, looking at the floor with blood shot eyes. What the fuck was she doing. i heard sangwoo stomping and then a harsh thud followed by her voice cracking. I swallowed but heard him come up the stairs. i stared up at him when he came back empty handed but he held out his hands to mine and brought me to stand before leading me towards the basement.

He went downstairs first, helping me get down on my own where I could see her chain and beaten in whatever was left of her tattered clothes. she seemed lifeless, her eyes colorless. Her body was pale and turning purple in places. Like a corpse. But her chest rose and fell, fighting to keep alive.

Sangwoo looked down at me but I couldn't look away, she was in pain. this was my fault.

"She says she loves you, Bum." He spoke up, "Anything to say for yourself?" he tilted his head, getting in my view so I'd look at him. But i had nothing to say. She loved me and I failed to return the feelings.