His POV (Namjoon)
I had gotten so flustered that I even questioned if that man had been me that morning. It was odd how she could do that to me...how one smile from her could make my heart tumble and turn till it got dizzy. But of course my heart refused to let me take a break now figure it out. It kept on moving. It kept on moving and I felt as though I knew the answer in that moment....that I knew to get up to get myself moving....As if I knew to run to the Han river and shout out how much I loved her...how much I loved my Y/n.
But as soon as I got up I knew what strings my heart would tug at.
I knew Sura was there.
Sura was always there
And the fact that I couldn't figure it all out messed with me. It pulled me left and right, leaving me feeling like the rope the kids would play tug of war with.
It was painful
I suppose it was so painful for nothing was clear
and I knew nothing would be clear unless I set out to find the truth.
My Y/n....beautiful...courageous...the woman I loved
But then...
who was Sura?
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Sura's POV
The bracelet upon my wrist rested faintly, barely brushing the back of my wrist as it had been too big for me in the first place. Nonetheless, I loved it. Every single bead stringed onto it was one that Namjoon had so carefully threaded himself. Every single bead he had touched was precious to me and for the longest time that's all I could think about.
How any little thing, any little action, any little affection shown was enough to win a key to my heart with him. I trusted him with my life. I trusted him with my love.
I trusted him.
And it wasn't that he had broken that trust because I had known that he loved me still.
It was just one of those moments that were difficult to figure out in life. One of those moments I desperately wished would pass.
I knew by the gentle glances towards Y/n....by the rushing of conversation...by the slight touches he had for her to make sure she was okay.
It was a beautiful token of affection that I appreciated about him. Though he showed his love in grand ways, he also held the small precious moments in life dearly and close to him.
And for that reason....for that reason I needed to set him free.
I needed to let my caged butterfly find his way to his heart.
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Her | Kim Namjoon
Fanfiction"She deserved someone she loved and someone who loved her...someone who placed her above everything as if she was his diamond...the one who shone so brightly in his eyes he always wanted her to be just as happy as she made him...She was an angel...
