"You bought me for a night, you don't own me."
"Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?"
Silk Sheets
-a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else-
NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT...
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"I used to like liquor to get me inspired But you look so beautiful, my new supplier I used to like smoking to stop all the thinking But I found a different buzz The world is a curse, it'll kill you if you let it" High Enough-K.flay
A/n: another sad, sad disclaimer. Jeongguk was never going to change. Abuse is a cycle. He was going to apologize and then hurt her again. He never loved Celine. He wants to POSSESS her like an object that can never leave him. Celine is afraid to leave him because she believes he will hurt her, himself, or Jimin.
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Everything felt like a dream to Celine.
Instead of riding on the edge of nightmares, she experienced a more serene sleep. Angels resembling friends surrounded and protected her from a sleepless night.
Her night terrors had lulled in the back of her mind.
She had no idea, of the nightmare that had been spiraling within her newly enlightened boyfriend.
The torment that wracked his body, when he walked into their shared apartment after he left the exhibition. After he saw Celine and Jimin together.
How he looked around the home he used to love, and saw images of her. Reminiscing with affection and nostalgia.
When they first moved in, he could never forget the look of awe on her face. How she ran around skipping, and all Jeongguk could do was smile. Because he had finally settled down, and moved in with the girl he knew he wanted to marry.
Walked into the kitchen, running the hands across the marble that had made so many home cooked meals. Laugh as they drank wine and listened to Frank Sinatra, dancing around and not really paying attention to whether the food burned or not. Chasing Celine around the room with a spatula, slapping her until her giggles turned into stomach wracking laughter. Wrapping his arms around her waist and swaying the the music that had stopped playing, but neither were ready to pull away.
He looked into the living room, which was surprisingly where they had their first time together. It was so heated, that they couldn't make it to the bedroom. Jeongguk remembered being completely taken by her, so fucking amazed at how beautiful she was. As they were about to go at it, he remembered choking.
She smiled at him.
He had been with countless girls before, but never had his heart stopped beating. Never had he just wanted to look at her, and caress her instead of fucking. Never had he been so taken by someone in his life.
I love you.
It was the first time he had thought it. The first time he had said it out loud. And it had been the same feeling since.
