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10 - Stages of Love...

Have a strong mind and a soft heart. 

- Anthony J. D'Angelo

Soft hearts people are not fools they know what people are doing to them, they just tend to ignore, forgive, and keep their hearts open. 

Soft hearts are one of the most underrated things in today's world. They are usually called names but if you think of it, they are the bravest and the kindest of all you have ever met. Soft hearts can never say no, they tend to forgive people even if they are not worth it. They end up giving hundreds of chances when the latter deserves none and then soft hearts walk away from the circumstances despite feeling broken. Soft hearts are rare and so precious to find in the first place and they are not returned with the same softness all the time. And if you let them go you are the most unfortunate person.  

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A loud buzzing of the intercom made Win frustrated. He so badly wanted to finish his pieces for the exhibition. His mind was already occupied with different scenarios but there was no image for his empty canvas. He could only scribble his paintbrush irrationally on the board and discard it. What was wrong with him? He was fucking, Mr. Green, he has given three successful exhibitions and ended up selling all his pieces in the last two years.

And now he wasn't able to draw a single image? Was his time up or was he done painting? No, it's all because of that one person who has brought havoc in his life. That man had been frequently ghosting him for weeks, not that Win was some impatient lovesick puppy. He was over from that face a long time ago he was good at being patient and very calm when it came to waiting.

Not until Sarahposted about her relationship with Bright boosting it all over the internet.But that was also not something new, Win had been dealing with that rumor forall those years, Bright was in Japan. So, what changed now, why was he hurtingnow when Bright didn't acknowledge and decided to ignore the rumor? Why was ithurting him now that Bright didn't deny the rumors?

Win thought confessing his feelings was the right decision seeing the circumstances but now his belief was shaking, he wasn't sure anymore. He was doubtful, was it his confession that pushed Bright away? What was he even up to?

And this continuous buzz of the intercom was not making things easy. He rested his paintbrush and rushed out of his studio to lash out at whoever it was. He didn't even bother to check his intercom and directly went to open the door in anger flaring up his system.

But the view in from of him, swept the rug under his feet making him fall six feet under the ground. Bright stood there at his door, his clothes soaked and drenched, with water pooling around his legs on the floor, which were dripping from his clothes.

But that wasn't Win'sworry, he had these visuals so many times that it didn't look real to him. Winhad already imagined it happening so many times that he mistook Bright foranother mirage and just wearily watched him until he disappeared like all theother apparitions of him had before. Not until the red liquid drippingdown Bright's face brought horror to Win and he instantly lunged towardsBright.

"O my God, Bright, are you hurt, baby?" asked Win in worry laced voice and Bright's lips curled in a sheepish smile. 'Baby' The word felt so soothing to Bright's heart that he almost melted at the endearment and blushed under Win's touch forgetting all about the condition he was in right now.

"Baby? Say something please, you are scaring me," said Win once again when received no response. He didn't even notice what words he was using in his worrisome, he was just so scared seeing the blood on his that the words were coming out on his own.