Yuri’s words echo in his mind,
and for the first time in a long while,
he feels like maybe—just maybe—
he doesn’t have to be alone in this.
"I don’t know if I’ll ever understand why it all happened,"
he admits, his voice barely a whisper.
"But I’m tired, Yuri. I’m tired of carrying it all."
She steps closer,
her hand brushing his arm,
a silent offer of comfort.
"You don’t have to," she whispers back.
And in that moment,
he believes her.
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Halcyon | PJM
FanfictionJimin is a dancer, yet feels like a ghost, adrift in silence, haunted by echoes of laughter. But one fateful night, in the city's glow, he finds an ARMY, a light amidst the shadows. In her kindness, he discovers refuge, where unspoken truths weave a...
