Minho
I saw you having a hard time moving forward while the waves were crashing at your feet, so I got out of the water and I went up to you.
We spent the day on the warm sand, you saying sorry, me comforting you and telling you that it wasn't your fault.
The moon was slowly rising in the summer night sky.
I saw the tears on your cheeks but I didn't want to stop them, so I whispered in your ear to look at the stars, shining like us, brighter in the darkness. That you were that star and your fear the night, that no matter what will happen, you will shine brighter and you will win your war, illuminating the darkness of your pure white light.
Because you were so pure Chan, almost an Angel.
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Thalassophobia
FanfictionChristopher has always been scared of the sea, but never knew why. When Minho, a fisher's son find him crying on the beach, they both decide to discover the truth. A Minchan story English is not my first language, I apologize for my mistakes.
