random drabbles and short stories

boys meet evil

A low groan escaped his lips, as his shoe landed in a deep puddle

Petrichor stained the air, its earthy scent tickling at his nostrils

The outline of a large tree came into view and he sprinted towards it

Reaching the aged oak tree, he ran his fingers over the bark.

The engraving could still be felt against his fingertips, old and coarse

The words were barely visible "Place me in binds, and if I try to escape, punish me. I don't care if it hurts. I willingly drink from the poisoned chalice. I willingly drink in the whiskey that is you"

Without hesitation, he muttered the words, the hushed whispers falling from his lips.

The sweet and intoxicating perfume of peaches filled the air, as he trailed off.

His eyes widened in fear, for the enemy was behind him.

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based on BTS' Wings era

coming soon