addicted ↭ kth ; jjg

Prologue

WARNING
this fan fiction is a total flop
it's messy halfway in the story sorry
maybe id unpublished some other time

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[jjg]

I love the darkness embracing me. It gives a calming sensation in my mind and self. But most people are afraid of the dark. And they have their reasons, I know. I am, too, afraid of it, but that's when I was a kid, when I thought some kind of monsters or ghosts would suddenly jump out of the closet or come crawling from under my bed, or pierce through the window, even. And also when I think of imaginary presence of anomaly when I'm solely enfolded in my own room.

But not until he came into my life.

"Jeongguk, are you still awake?" He sat up and looked at me, blinking from time to time.

He was in a plain shirt, tight pants, and a pair of black shoes. I pictured him as a guy who simply likes black.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He wore shades that fully matched his outfit. And with his hair colored orange, I found him pretty attractive. . .

"Baby. . ."

Until now.

"Yeah?" I asked, and looked back at him.

I walked up to him that day and tried to take off the shades he was wearing.

"You've been spacing out. Something bothering you?" he asked, his voice all soft and warm, different from what it truly is.

But he shoved my hand and gripped it rather tightly I almost twisted my wrist.

"I've been thinking about the first time I approached you."

He quickly pulled away after realizing the pain putative on my face.

"Why?"

I wanted to cry, not because of the throb I felt, but because of his action.

"It was just. . .indelible."

And after that, he apologized and left.

"How come?"

His voice was algid.

"I really found you attractive that day with your dark appearance."

I didn't get the chance to see his eyes. I wanted to. My curiosity was eating me up. He's always wearing those shades. The sun was not too radiant for him to cover his eyes.

"How 'bout now?" he asked. I observed him. He has his orange hair all messy and same goes to his black, plain shirt.

From that day on, I wanted to know him better, not just my outlook of him.

"Of course I still do," I answered. He leaned in for a kiss on my forehead, but I caught his lips with mine and tried to bite it. He stopped me midway, and said, "Don't do that, Jeon. I might bleed."

I love him for who he is.

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it was a little confusing, i noticed.

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a taekook ff

[english is not my first language]

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