Tomorrow is a blur for everyone but not for her. She knows too well that her future is just a repeat of her past. Bloody. Cold. Bruised. That will be her. Will she risk to have that tomorrow again just to treasure the blink of happiness before it w...
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The carriage father used was so plain it made me sad for many days. I knew he had to do it, for my safety... for our safety. Good thing there was him, lightening my mood in every way.
~ Memory Journal: The Traveling Merchant page 2 ~
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His Hobi-hyung has been adamant to hear the whole truth from his mouth. He is worried of course, but there are just things that made the older so confused. After all, he is causing a rift on their brotherhood. But... It's not entirely his fault. No. It's his Namjoon-hyung's fault and he is just asserting his right.
Taehyung strongly believes that whatever is happening now is because of their leader's obsession to find his soulmate. He knows the feeling too well. Yet, he never and will never resort on coveting one's soulmate just because they had fucked and it felt so right. He is furious with that. There is always a borderline to obsession. There should always be, and his Namjoon hyung, above anyone else, should perfectly know that. After all, the man despises such people after being stalked and been in disadvantage for many years.
The leader should know better when he called and confronted about sleeping with his soulmate. It infuriates him how it results to a fight. Sure, he is angry for not meeting his Ms. Han first before the man. It angers him that even before meeting her, his Namjoon hyung had already touched her. However, he would understand if it happened without the knowledge of her being his soulmate. He has the heart to forgive the leader. But... Why couldn't his Namjoon hyung understand that the woman he slept was his soulmate? How could he tell him that he wants her too?
'The fuck?' Once again, his blood boils in fury but in respect to his Hobi-hyung he has to remain calm.
Now, he only wishes to somehow escape from the sorrow that has been emitting from the older. He doesn't want to upset him more. He doesn't want to upset himself more. He can only zip his mouth to keep from blabbing his anger, making the silence grow with tensed awkwardness. He wishes that he can just prolong that silence and perhaps stay like that - with no more questions that can trigger his anger once more.
Then, somehow, his angel listens and he does just that.
He switches.
It is quick and seamless. It's just like putting on a VR headset and everything around him changes in just a blink of an eye. There is a weight on his chest. There is a quick shift on the air. It's warmer yet the tense atmosphere seems to stay.
"Why didn't you tell me that you have met your soulmates?" He hears the question loudly before his vision clears and sees from whomever it's coming. He then stares, trying hard where he had seen the woman. He squints. He doesn't know her. He doesn't even have an idea who it can be. Yet the worry on her voice somehow makes his heart churn in guilt. And when the question sinks, his heart beats in turmoil.
