One night
after dinner
when Jung Hoseok comes home
from wherever he works
I walk to my bedroom
and see that bed
that horrible reminder
of my past
and my illness
and I stare at it.
It makes me think
about the life that was stolen
just like me.
The life
I lived
before I was a hunter.
Standing there
I am reduced to silent tears
and I sit on the floor
shaking quietly.
They killed my hyung
my eomma
my appa.
They killed Jungkook
Jimin
Taehyung
Jin
Namjoon
my soul brothers
who I was on the phone with
when they killed my blood family.
I creep into Jung Hoseok's room
as he sleeps
and tug his sleeve.
He wakes
and turns to me.
"What is it, hyungie?"
"Hobi-ah,
I can't sleep in there anymore."
The moon shines
and he can see my tears
if only for a moment.
I expect him to take me
to find another room
but instead he wraps his arms
around my thin waist
and tugs me gently
into bed.
I never knew
how nice it would feel
to be his little spoon.
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arrows (yoonseok fanfiction)
Любовные романыI've killed so many times before so why is now any different?
