I gave Seungmin my pen.
He seemed happy.
I was happy.
Later he told me that he lost it.
I wasn't so happy after that.
It was the last thing my brother gave to me before he died.
And now it's gone.
Completely
And uselessly
Gone.
But hey at least i didn't let him struggle to find a pen right?
The grief over that pen was worth it.
At least he got to use it.
that pen meant everything to me....
But hey at least I gave seungmin my pen.
Right?
At least I was a good person and gave him something when he needed it.
That's more important than some stupid pen...
...
Maybe I'll be able to find it, it wasn't his fault he lost it...
I still trust him.
I would give him my pen again.
I'm always willing to give him what he needs
:)
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•Give• Jeongin Centric
FanfictionAll he does is give, give, and give... until there's nothing else to be taken. Not even for himself. Giving is all he's ever known.... so is it too late for him to finally receive? ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ Includes sensitive topics such as self harm, bully...
