"How will I protect you from myself?"
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It was the darkest hours of the night and the most beautiful times of the shining moonlight. As I was writhing in my bed with no sleep, I was looking at the beauty of the moon, whose light crept into my room through the curtains.
After the message I received today, it was like my feet had not touched the ground and my joy reflected on my face. Everything was happening so quickly and I couldn't even be surprised. I was supposed to go out, tomorrow at night with the person I dreamed we'd meet two days ago. Yeah, that's why i can't sleep.
Even if our meeting was strange, the moments that each other's eyes met, was so precious. It's been a long time since I've felt this kind of excitement, and I just couldn't fit in.
I had a fear in me, actually.
I didn't want to go through everything quickly and end it up quickly, but I didn't want to stay away from him anymore. Literally, while one side in me was excited about everything, one side was afraid again.
No matter how much I thought, in my head, I couldn't be sure of anything without seeing it or living it.
Before my thoughts became a dead-end maze, I had closed my eyes and tried to sleep.
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As the hot wind through the window hit my skin, my eyes were opened. It was as if the sun shine more beautiful from behind the curtain today. As the sounds of birds from outside echoed in my brain, I stood up and went to the window and breathed the fresh air of the morning.
I started the day energised and the excitement of meeting in the evening was already growing inside me.
I took a shower and went down, and after making a nice breakfast, I sat down at the table and ate my plate in a hurry. I was rushing all the time, trying to do everything quickly, like trying to push time forward.
Because I wanted that time to come, I wanted to see him and in a very strange way, it was the first time I had ever missed someone like that. I saw him once, but how did he get so inside me that it made me miss him?
I can see every moment that we've been through, sometimes I stay where I stand and just dive into a spot.
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I spent half my of day messing around with some bullshit, and of course I thought about him.
I swear to God, I wanted to punch myself hard in the face.
Why the excitement? Get over yourself, Jeongguk.
I couldn't help it. As I tried to stop it, it was as if my heart was against me and his name was constantly in my thoughts.
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To kill time until nightfall, I had decided to watch a movie on TV and settled into my seat. At the same time my eyes were on the screen of my phone standing next to me, waiting for a message from him.
Time was running out, it was almost dark, but he hadn't texted me.
As I waited to hear a sound from my phone, I stood in my place with the bell ringing from the door, and my eyes were staring at the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, and nobody said were coming. I thought it might be Jimin, but I knew he'd stay with Yoongi.
When the bell rang again, I got up from the couch and my steps slowly moved towards the door.
When I opened the door, my eyes were huge with the person I saw in front of me.
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Lost Heaven | Vkook | ENG
FanfictionTwo young boys, walking on the small line between life and death, finding peace in each other's shadow, were trying to claim their love, full of desire and passion, in 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙇𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣. . Some stories don't have happy ends...