TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF ABUSE, RAPE AND TORTURE, SKIP IF UNCOMFORTABLE
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Soobin flinched as the sound of the whip cracked against his skin. It could be heard all around the cave, sound rebounding off the crystal walls and making his ears ring. Everyday was hell, he was slowly beginning to fall in and out of consciousness with every single thing that was done to him.
Rape caused pain in the lower abdomen, it made him feel unholy and sinful in the worst way possible. He hated feeling this way. He hated how everything in his life always seemed to repeat again, hated the way his past traumas still came and haunted him. It was as if he was still living his worst nightmare.
The men brought various things to beat him with, but the most enjoyable for them seemed to be the whip. It was physcotic how they would laugh and smirk everytime the rope came into contact with his skin, how they would beg for the pain to keep getting worse and worse. They cheerd once they got a reaction from Soobin, his usual fake strong facade being erased by moans of pain and discomfort.
He stared with blank eyes into the dark abyss if the cave, wondering how he got here.
Ah, thats right, it was all his fault again. Everything he did seemed to end in chias, always seemed ti bute him in the ass. What he thought was right, always ended up a nightmare.
He had ended things with Yeonjun, ended their story and everything that they ha dever started and had. But was it really worth it? He was so mad, so made he couldn't think, so mad that he left the man that he loved
stranded
alone
again.
He rememberd how the siren gazed at him while he told stories, like he was everything, like he was his little star. Of course Soobin was younger, but he was also taller. But the way Yeonjun always looked at him with the warmest eyes, put on the brightest smiles, and looked at him with eyes holding constellations.
They were once so close, holding on so tight, his love illuminated the night. But now they have found themselves drifting apart, sunken like an abandoned boat after an ugly storm. But that boat was once beautiful, surfing through the seas, taking on the big waves. But that boat couldn't handel it, bit by bit, every hurt, every pain, slowly caused it to weaken, to damage, and to break its heart.
They used to know eachothers mind, every deatails every cute little habit, but that was all washed away. How could something change just like within one moment? How could everything lovley be washed away with one storm, how could that boat collapse? It was unfair. Hidden behind those beautiful ship sails were termites, ugly parisites and age, like Yeonjuns gorgeous atlantic irsis's. The secret behind the facade were hurt coverd with pretty little lies, every heatbreak concealed by a faux hope.
The whispers of hope fell onto deaf ears, like a prayer blown away by the wind. Everything they had, every emotion that was felt, gone. Faded like dissolved tears on wet cheeks, washing away after the painful storm. But it wasn't anybody's fault but his, he was hurting the both of them.
The bittersweet memories linger, the pain is real, what they had and what they didn't. Secret words behind glossy azure blue eyes, the hurt, the bad, all concealed. Their love, their happiness, were all once a thing the both could feel.
But now it has turned into numbness, into blank stares and hurt, all were once beautiful just like that ship before the storm. They were now nothing but strangers in the night, both staring at the same gleaming moon but feeling indifferent towards eachother, the stars and moon not even close to comparison to Yeonjuns previous glowing eyes so bright.
They always walk away, always will continue living, but was ir really worth it if they weren't together? If they didn't have eachother? The two were lost, dazed, and hurt all at the same time. It was confusing, they were getting lost within the numbness, denying the hurt and pushing away the emotions.
Love will eventually fade, but not them. How could they when their hearts complete eachothers rhyme, when the 2 separate souls beat as one, when the drum of their heartbeat create a rhythm so beautiful that they can only hear it in the faintest whisper, in the softest voice in the clouds?
What they shared and still do, what they lost but not fully, everything came back to them, both Yeonjun and Soobin had the realization.
They needed eachother.
Not just to breath, not just to fuck, but to love and to heal. Everything they did they did for eachother, every breath, every word, every little chuckle and twinkle in yeonjuns eyes made it all worth it. The price they paid, the lost that was once lost, the memories flooded back in, reminding them of how strong their love was, as if the universe wrote out every sentence of their story, the plot, the rise, the start to the end, it was made with sorrow, but it was also written with the tenderness of love, a tale of 2 soulmates.
So heres to them, their love now hopeful, they'll reunite and be set free from the chains of their past, the love they had, will never be forgotten. The ship was once beautiful, and still is although sunken underwater, withering away with age. Underneath all the pain, was something magnificent. Something began blooming in Soobins once numb heart, and the warmth finally hit Yeonjuns frozen one.
The sunken ship, in its core, is beautiful treasures of gold, jewels, and magic.
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I couldn't focus while writing this y'all r so cute in my comments 😭😭
sorry for the short chapter, i tried being poetic 🤡
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