Red Lips Always Lie vol.3 [Bts fanfiction]

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Denise's P.o.v:

          With my jaw clenched, I tightened my grip around the handles of the motorcycle and almost missed the red light. Luckily, I stopped on time, pressing my feet into the road as I kept the motorcycle balanced. Shaking my head, I tried to get rid of the thoughts which wouldn't stop rushing inside my brain. It didn't work. Such a painful headache gripped my skull that I bit my lower lip until it bled, trying to take the pain. I was slowly drifting away. Too many thoughts roamed inside my mind restlessly and it felt like I was in the middle of a storm. The wind was blowing, the rain was pouring, thunder roared, lightning struck. And, in the middle of the chaos, I was lying on the ground, hugging my knees. Scared. Helpless. Alone.
          Yoongi's fingers tapped my abdomen and I almost gasped, waking up from whatever trance had taken control over my senses. Sighing, I wrenched back the throttle and rushed down the empty road, feeling Yoongi holding tighter onto my waist. I should have slowed down. The law said so. But my heart didn't. I wanted to feel the speed beneath my feet and enjoy the ride even though I couldn't breathe properly. The place we were heading to held thoughts about the past. Memories. Wounds which didn't end up in scars. Wounds which were still open. They were still bleeding.
          I lifted the seat of the motorcycle and took the teddy bear out, accepting the flower bouquet when Yoongi handed it to me with a smile. I tried to return the smile, but mine looked more like a grimace and I shook my head in disappointment as I walked slowly towards the gate of the cemetery.

Yoongi: Baby, talk to me!
Denise: *I hugged the teddy bear tighter to my chest* Is there something to talk about?
Yoongi: I know you don't feel well. Tell me! *he said as he took my hand in his and we both walked down the main path* What's wrong?
Denise: *I scoffed* Everything is wrong, Yoongi! *I stopped and looked at him* Can't you see?
Yoongi: Everything will be alright-
Denise: *I yelled over his words, jerking my hand from his hold* Stop lying! *I chuckled* Nothing will be alright. After everything we went through, does this really have to happen? *with my bottom lip trembling, I touched the scar above my collar bone* Do we have to risk our lives again?
Yoongi: *he gulped and cleared his throat right after* This time, it's going to be different. This time we will fight. *he grabbed my hand again* We will survive.
Denise: *tears made my eyes sting* Nobody survives in war, Yoongi.

          He sighed and took a step closer to me, grabbing my jaw gently and pressing his lips on mine. Preventing me from falling any further into the void that was swallowing me. The kiss was tender and it lasted a few seconds, persisting on my lips like a reverie when he parted away and glued his forehead to mine. For a moment, the pulsating pain inside my head calmed down. The thoughts stopped roaming. The storm stopped whipping me. I felt calm. Under his touch, I felt mentally and physically stable again.

Yoongi: We will survive, Denise. I promise.
Denise: *I scoffed and bit my lower lip as I looked into his eyes* The words you're speaking right now are heavy, I hope you know that.
Yoongi: *he shook his head, with his forehead still pressed on mine* Not as heavy as my heart is when I see you like this. *parting away, he sighed again* Life was never easy. For any of us. We both struggled along this path, but we eventually found each other. *his warm hand cupped my right cheek* You make everything easier. I know I sound crazy, but you feel it too. When we are together, the whole Universe trembles. *pressing his palm against mine, he lifted them both up at our eye-level* We hold such great power, my love. We can shake the world if we wanted to.
Denise: *scoffing, I smiled* I don't want to shake the world. *I shrugged* I just want to wake up the next day beside you. I don't want anything to ruin what we have. I don't want to lose you. *tears blurred my vision* I don't want this war to put an end to us.