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faint coughing echoed throughout the graveyard as a dark-haired figure sat in front of chan's grave.
"i really am foolish, huh?" they laughed bitterly.
the figure began hacking out flowers, spitting blood onto the ground afterwards. they hummed a soft tune, a song the australian had sung to him before. feel better by the honors, if he recalled.
"just like you, i've fallen too deep, hyung." seungmin chuckled, holding back another cough.
reminiscing on the hand that once held his, seungmin glanced at his now empty hand; filled with all too familiar bloody flowers. desiring for that warmth to come back. tell him everything's going to be alright and embrace him once more. even if it was a lie, he wished he could here those three words once more.
"i'll see you soon, darling. will you wait for me?"
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𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯' 𝘍𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 (舞い落ちる花びら) / 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯
RomansI smile as your laugh fogs my ears. It's not a happy smile but, a knowing smile. Knowing that you're faking it. I figured it out on my own. I slice my thoughts up and eat them.
