My Divine being🌹

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  .. Yoongi: than tell me, can I have your forgiveness??

Malaak: Forgiveness? How can I offer something what u can't find in my shattered soul.? The wounds are still raw and the pain too deep. Time may heal, but right now,  all I feel is the ache of your indifference. Yet, I forgave you.

Yoongi : Princess, your forgiveness haunts me like an unseen ghost, a presence I feel but cannot see. It weighs on my mind like a heavy ball, its constant dance is filling me with tension and pressure.

Malaak : Please, for the sake of Allah, release my ankle. I can no longer bear this pain.

She pleaded, trying to free herself from his tight grasp. Her hand brushed against his as she struggled to break free. Yoongi was lost, drowned in the sensation of her touch. Though it was a touch born of hate, he couldn't help but savor the brief contact.

Yoongi : Why can't you see me the way you see Hobi? Am I not a man as well?

Malaak: Indeed, you are a man, but there is a borderline between a true man and an unfulfilled one. You, Mr. Yoongi, are incomplete.

Yoongi : Incomplete?

A chuckle escaped from his rough lips as he jerked her body downwards. She looked at him with pure shock and terror.

Yoongi : What do you find incomplete in me? Tell me, Princess, and I will mold myself to your desires.

Malaak: Hammad is my favorite man after my father and brother. His nature, the way I feel when I'm with him, even just his eyes on me, gives me a sense of security that no one else can. You are the opposite. You frighten me. You have done so much already.

Yoongi : Am. I that horrible?

Malaak: You aren't  horrible. It's your nature and attitude that make you seem so. I wish you could see how your actions affect those around you.

Yoongi : You loath me?

Malaak: from the core.

Yoongi : you'll not love me back?

Malaak: never in my life.

Yoongi : You won't even wanna see me?

Malaak: Do I do happy dance when I see you. I told you clearly I loath you Min Yoongi.

Hearing this, his grip tightened further, causing Malaak to yelp in pain. She screamed Hammad's name for help, but her cries fell on deaf ears.

Yoongi : Your presence consumes my thoughts, your absence haunts my dreams; I am but a prisoner to the obsession of your love.

Exhausted, Yoongi crumpled to the ground, his eyes half-open. He glimpsed Malaak, her face wet with tears and pain etched on her features. Despite his own pain, he felt a tug of longing as he saw her limp away, each step showing how much she hurt. With one last look back, Malaak fled, her cries echoing in the quiet night, leaving Yoongi alone with his guilt weighing heavily on him.

Yoongi : I wish for your wholehearted forgiveness, Princess. May my presence no longer haunt you.

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Malaak hurried to the ground floor, her steps swift yet graceful. She made her way to the ladies' bathroom, where Hammad stood, his presence commanding yet comforting. With a sense of urgency, he approached the door, gently knocking.

Hammad: Malaak, his voice resonated with concern, a soothing melody amidst the tension. "It's Hammad. Please, open the door."

Hammad banged on the door, his knuckles growing sore from the relentless pounding, yet his voice remained a hushed whisper.