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From my soulmate
Who I'm most vulnerable around
The one I open up to most
Let it all out
Me
My
Hopes and
Dreams
Fears
Thoughts
Everything inside feels free to come out
From my love
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YOU and NAMJOON
(NARRATIVE STYLE)
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You look at his confused face, his fingers slightly touching your chin like a feather.
Your eyes seek the answers of the questions bubbling inside you.
Why can you not feel the blazing pain when he touches you?
Why is your skin not aching from the touch?
And could he feel it too?
"Pain?" He says and you nod your head.
"The burning pain when you touch something" You explain and he brings his eyebrows together before slowly shaking his head.
He doesn't feel it.
He doesn't feel the pain you felt.
But why does he feel like an ice cold drink on a hot sunny day. Super satisfying.
And why could you feel him and his touch?
Your brain runs a million mile an hour and Namjoon looks at your befuddled expression.
He runs his hand through your hair, trying to calm you down.
"Dont worry I have a plan" He says and you whip your head towards him.
Your fingers grip his biceps and your neck stretch upwards.
"What is it?" You say, his intoxicating touch griping you from all sides.
It feels like you could be at his command and wouldn't even bother if he tells you to jump off of a clip now.
He moves a little away and pulls his hand back and you pass him a fathom look before pulling your hands away from him as well.
His hand moves towards his back before it emerges again but now holding the same brick.
"I think this can help" He says and you look down at the small object.
You once examine the brick with markings on it. It feels like you have seen this somewhere. Even before this man showed it you.
"Can this help me find my soulmate?" You whisper barely audible when a thought enters your mind.
Namjoon looks desperately at you and sighs.
He knows you don't remember him or know that he is your soulmate.
He bits his lip and thinks of a different approach.
"I can help you find him. Maybe you're already one step ahead of seeking him" He says nonchalantly and closes his eyes for a second.
Its painful, really to see the scared, void expression on her face.
He feels like cursing the day they both saw eachother. If only he was a little braver, a little thoughtful and a little selfless; he could've been with her and non of this would've happened.
His soulmate casually brings her hands up and touches the brick.
"I remember this" You say and pull the man before you, with his arm, into the sunlight, away from the alley.
YOU ARE READING
While We Were Away ||KNJ||
General FictionYOU LIVE IN A WORLD WHERE EVERYTHING YOU SEE IS BLACK AND WHITE; VOID OF ANY COLOURS UNTIL YOU MEET YOUR SOULMATE. BUT HERES THE RULE: WHEN YOUR SOULMATE DIES, EVERYTHING GOES BACK TO BLACK AND WHITE. YOU HAD FOUND YOUR SOULMATE MONTHS AGO. BUT Y...
