Before their death:
He stares at her sleeping phase. She's in a fetal position, with her wrists wrapped tightly onto a rope.
His hands are shaking, guilty tears spilling out of his face, as he realizes that it is his doing that she started having nightmares everyday.
He hugged her, not too loose, not too tight for he might waken her up. He wanted to kiss every inch of her. Her bruises, her scars, her cuts, her red wrists, He wants to kiss them all and ask for forgiveness in every kiss.
For when he fell in love, he let her change him.
The end.
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When He fell in Love // J I M I N
Kurzgeschichten"He tried to hate her in a way he wouldn't be affected if she was hurt- but he just couldn't help it- he loved it how her eyes pierce his own, he loved it how she's brave as a lion, how she smiled, how she cried. Perhaps, he loved every single thing...
