Naih continued running, not even looking back. Tears are gushing down her face, and her sight is blurry, but that doesn't stop her from running.
She chanted the words on her head, making it a determination to run and live.
Naih stopped at the familiar spot, not believing that her feet had dragged her here.
Limping towards the huge rock, she clenched her chest as the pain of crying filled her whole system.
She can hardly breathe, sweat flowing down.
"I need to live." she whispered once again.
"Naih, thank God."
The voice calmed her for a moment. She was pulled back and collided with his figure.
A hand is on her back while the other is caressing her hair.
He let her cry and cry, not minding if his shirt was now drenched by her tears.
He just stood there, feeling her pain silently. Sure, he was exhausted from running, but it was gone when he saw her.
He saw her in such a state that even though he's fully aware that those men are on his team, he would kill them.
"Jisung.." she breathed out and he hushed her
"It's okay, love.. I'm here.. you're safe, shh" he whispered, rubbing her back.
"I want to live."
A tear fell from his eye after hearing those words. Those are pure words.
His eyes landed on a knife on the rock. There's blood in it. Oh, how he wants to throw it away—or even chant a spell for this life to end and let them live as a normal person.
But Jisung can't do that. He's not a witch, nor does he have superpowers. All he can do is be with her, making her feel safe.
"Jisung.."
She pulled away, head's down, hands gripping on his shirt.
Jisung's heart broke in her helpless state. Running his fingers through her hair, fixing it. He then took his handkerchief out and wiped her tears away.
Cupping her cheeks and making her look at him, he then showed a warm smile.
"I love you too."
Jisung was taken aback by her sudden confession. He didn't expect this at all—is that even for him, though?
"Ji, I never thought I'd need you like this. All this time, I've been running just wanting to live because of you. I don't want to lose you, Jisung. I really do."
Soft lips cut her out.
Not just her lips, but Jisung can also taste the bitterness of her painful tears. He didn't mind that. He pulled away after some seconds, but Naih crashed her lips once more to him.
Her arms now wrap around his neck, while Jisung's on her waist.
They shared a soft, passionate kiss, enough for them to shout happiness and love at the moment.
This unexplainable tingly feeling has now come to an end, as they both know that this is love itself.
After kissing for a good minute, they pulled away. Faces are still inches apart from each other.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" Jisung suddenly blurted out, courtesy of his loud mind.
Naih chuckled and looked directly into his eyes.
"Yes"
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