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❤️🩹Take My Hand...❤️🩹 (Jisung X BPS yn)
⚠️This story contains themes of depression and self-harm, so if you are sensitive to these topics, it may be best to skip this narrative⚠️
In this tale, yn and Jisung face a significant challe...
Jisung's POV As I stepped in behind SiCheng hyung, my gaze fell on yn, who was sitting on her bed with Mark. He moved to join SiCheng, and I slowly made my way to the edge of yn's bed, taking a seat.
"You both need to talk to each other..." Winwin suggested gently.
Mark chimed in, "We’ll give you both some space, but we won’t be too far away."
Both yn and I nodded in agreement as they left the room, closing the door softly behind them. I turned to see yn staring down at her lap, her expression heavy.
"Mamas..." I began, my voice barely above a whisper.
She glanced over at me, her eyes filled with uncertainty. "Yeah???"
"I’m so sorry... I really didn’t mean any of the things I said. I truly didn’t..."
She bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes. "Why did you say all of those things? I trusted you... so much..."
My heart sank at her words. "I was stressed that day... I know it’s not an excuse..."
She shook her head, disappointment etched across her face. "It’s really not an excuse. I confided in you about my problems, and you used that against me. You were the first person I shared everything with. You promised you wouldn’t betray my trust, but you did..."
Tears streamed down her cheeks, and I could see the hurt and pain in her eyes.
"I wasn’t thinking at the time... I’m so sorry. Please, just give me another chance..." I pleaded, my own tears beginning to fall.
She took a deep breath, her voice trembling. "How can I trust you now??? How can I trust you with anything???"
I felt a wave of sadness wash over me, the weight of her words crashing down. "Mamas... please... look at me... please."
She hesitated but finally met my gaze.
"Just give me a chance," I urged, my heart aching. "I know I messed up horribly, but I want to be there for you. I want to make things right. Just let me in again... please."
She took another deep breath, her expression softening slightly. "Just give me a little time, okay??? Please..."
I nodded, squeezing her hand gently before letting it go. As I stood up to leave her room, I knew she needed space—and so did I. With a heavy heart, I stepped out, the sadness of the moment lingering in the air....
