Jinmin SF|OS

예순넷

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His one true love called him a monster

Seokjin felt his whole world shatter when a vicious rumor popped his own bubble of oblivion. He couldn't believe it, there's no way it'd be true, right? His husband frolicking with younger males behind his back?
n̸͇̲̫̊̽̏͠ͅo̴̳̞͈̫͆̌̒t̵͔̼̘̓͋ ̷̫̼̣̓̆͂̈́̕͝t̵̲̄̊r̷̨̧͈͇͚̀̄̓u̸̮̺͈̣̱̓͂̒é̴̢̂
ṇ̶̻́͝ò̷̯͐t̸̛̖̠̼͒́́͘ ̴͔̏͂̎t̸̹̲̹̰̐̊̓̏̕r̵̼̼̺͒̀̃͘͠ŭ̵̯͕̣̻̺̐͛͊́e̸͇̥̜̘̿͐

c̷̖̤͉̓̑̃͂̇͂͐̀̔̕͝a̴̤̹̦̹͙̹̲̳̖̐̈́̌̐̀̐̿̽̏ͅͅn̸̢̧̮̱͈͎͓͓̑͗́̐̊'̴̢̧̻̠̯̘̺̬̬͕̙̫̿̂͗̒̋́̈́͑͂͋͠t̷͍̳̺͕̪͔̲̅̈̇̅́̉͂͂͌̌͗̃̚͝ ̸̰̰͎͉̄b̸̨̖̟̩̰̞̰͍̲̱̲̍̃̊̉̏̓̒̆̄̕͘͝è̶̩̋͂͆̉̄̾̽̅̈́̀̕͝

A red alarm set off in his head, panic spreading in his veins like wildfire. It slowly ate him alive, day by day he's greeted by the same loving face, the same hugs and kisses— surely, it was just a nasty rumor, right?

"Seokjin, you have to believe us."

l̶͎̼̘͉̭̃͐̈́i̵̡̳͖͛͗̓̾͝ą̷͇̹̺̣͙̀͑̋̎ŕ̸̨̛͜s̴̢̰̗̃̈́̓̇̇͆
ļ̷͚͚͚̯̈́̏̐͂͘͝ï̶̢̼̭̭̹̺̄́̈́̀̂͘͝à̴͎̟̒́r̸̝͎̞̦̀̌͊̔ŝ̸̛̲̳

"We already showed you photos and shreds of evidence, what more do you want?"

t̷͙͎̮̭͍͎͉̏͌́̏̒̆͠h̶͉̩͚̱̋̉͌̏͜è̶̱͗̄̊̈ ̶̺̭̀̄̃̒̀s̶̫͖̞̮̖͓̓͌̊͝w̶̨̮͎̹͈̻̆̌̓́̾ͅē̶̙̮̖̗ͅe̶̩̝͕͇͙͖̅ț̷̪̰̠͓̎̆̉̃̾ͅ ̶͇͔̾͒̔̋͆̕l̴̻͎͙̽͘͝i̵̲͈͚̫̜̓̉͌̀̓͜e̴̯̖̯͙̓̈͊̀̈́̑ͅ

Every time Seokjin looked at a mirror, he envisioned a black mass that grew from his heart, engulfing his whole body slowly. He saw it creeping from his chest to his arms, and down to his legs. Soon, he was just staring at a black void; it slowly drove him insane.

"Hey angel, what did you do today?"

i̷̢͉̤̿́͠ṭ̷̱̅͌̾ ̷̯͋̓i̶̦̱͔͐s̴͓̩̮̄̔̾ņ̶͇̮̀'̴̪͊t̶̰͊̿̈ ̶̛̹͊t̴̩͑r̴̻̀ṳ̴͕̭̐͘e̷͚͈̅̄̕,̴͙͎͌̔̈ ̸͙̘̫̑̋r̸̙̦̈͝ĭ̶̡͋g̴̻̝͊ḫ̸̢͕̐͑t̸͚̆͊̈́?̷̭̬́́̃

"I love you so much, you know that?"

i̶̧̖̣͕͗̑͂̐͝ ̶̤̾͆͘͝k̴̛̦̘̙ǹ̷̘̺̮̱̜̜̟̈ő̶̭̹̳̼̩̍̀͋̕͜w̷̲̖̿̃̐̓͗̈̑

"My whole world, in my arms."

î̷̥̿̔̉͘ ̴̡̤͖͛̐͘͝ẇ̸̻͇̮͇͛́a̵̭͉̩͊͐́ṅ̵͉̭̰͎̣̌ṯ̷͔̭̊̽ ̵͖̝͇́͜t̸̬̝̝̩̃̀͆̾ȯ̶̰͖̳̞͓̖ ̵̗̝̘̼̣̱́ḃ̴̙̆e̴̡̯͎̜͙͕̩̽́̃͆̅͘l̶̨̛̝̩̓͂̉̒̿ị̵͒̀è̴̲̤̰̻̫̂̇͝v̸̮̄́̃ē̷͇̜̝͍̈́̆͑͌̕

He wished that nobody told him about what his husband was doing behind his back. Seokjin was happy the way everything was, he didn't need this. Little did he know that the longer he kept quiet, the more his grudge began to manifest and grow— it started to claw from the deep depths of his guts, wanting to burst out alive and unleash hell.

c̶̲̐͐ą̵̝̃̈́ņ̶̏'̶̧̹͂̾t̸̞͈̃̍ ̷̜͐̓f̸̹̥͛o̸̯̿r̷͎̎̈́͜g̷̖̻̎ỉ̵̙̿v̷̠͗e̵̛̳͜.
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