Tomorrow is a blur for everyone but not for her. She knows too well that her future is just a repeat of her past. Bloody. Cold. Bruised. That will be her. Will she risk to have that tomorrow again just to treasure the blink of happiness before it w...
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We stayed as friends until his tongue slipped, ending up confessing his feelings to me. I remember that day. I treasured that day. My first love...
- Memory Journal: The Plague page 3 –
"So, what is it that you want?" Yoongi's voice appears calm and collected even with the quaking of his nerves.
As much as other people might think, he doesn't like confrontation. He hates yelling. Someone hating him aches his heart among others. He just wants to be at peace. But someone among his brothers should have the courage to middle in whenever tensions start brewing to achieve that peace. After all, they are seven men and arguments are bound to blow. Their Jin-hyung would often resort to joking it out, hoping to dwindle them out, or he would result to use absolute eldest authority which he knows his Jin-hyung hates the most. After all, their eldest is the youngest in his own family. He's used to being cuddled by. He himself is the youngest, but he's far from being that. So, as the second eldest of their team he had learned to be the bad guy.
He knows that asking her wouldn't set either of them at peace. At least on his point of view. But there are just things that shouldn't be left unsaid... and for this moment, unasked.
His brows arch on her way, while he internally slowly wants to take back what he said. Not with the confusion on her eyes... nor the slight fear that slowly settles on her beautiful face. Yet, he remains stoic as he observes her standing still in the middle of the living room. He would love to invite her to sit down, but he doesn't like the way his heart starts to waver. He doesn't want to waste this opportunity. Not with how last night went through and she seemed to forget everything.
With a careful look at her reaction, he has become certain that she had completely forgotten about it. It's kind of annoying him, for it's what caused his sleeplessness. And with his fingers playing on his lips, last night comes into mind once again...
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His consciousness slowly awakened with the hushed rustle of clothing. He didn't bother much about it until he hears the muffled light thud on the floor. So, slowly, he opened his eyes, slowly taking in the darkness first until he could make out someone's shadow standing and looming over him. Still hazed with sleep, his gaze traveled upwards and stopped to two large orbs looking at him. Immediately, his heartbeat quickened, but instead of flinching off from the couch, he just took a sharp breath, mouth agape, eyes seemingly locked within the wonders of her mesmerizing eyes.
There was a certain glow on her skin that allowed him to clearly see her even with the gloomy light of the room. He surmised that it was because of his Jin-hyung's soul bound. The man had once mentioned it. It's only surprising how he could see her glow as well. He thought it's only between her and their eldest's thing. The light made her look like a holy being, like an angel or a goddess. It didn't help how her long dark hair flowed gracefully down on her exposed shoulders as her neckline had come exposed with her undone ribbon.
