One-Shot Stories

Don't Cry (Levi Han)

"You don't even know how many times I've wished that i could hold you" - Levi

It's past midnight and the rain won't stop. Shaded locks drips with water whilst a strong feeling radiating from a man lashing down the frigid rain. He really loves rain and wherever he is as long as it's raining, it is considered as his sanctim.

Blanched face and sullen gaze, he doesn't even know if he's still crying and even he does, it won't change anything, it won't induce a particular girl.

"I-I should get going" A wanning whisper managed to go pass his trembling frigid lips.

His body was against it but he fought the thought away and tried to atleast station himself for his departure. His trembling limbs are making it harder but who is he kidding? He's better than that.

Yet, Timber still didn't and won't love him the way he does.

Butter tears warms his sore eyes and slips across his mouth.

So much for being better, the mocking voice in his head rang.

He hates himself for feeling something he isn't supposed to feel, but guess what he hated the most? He hated that he's trapped by the situation he cursed to himself he won't.

To all the things that is going to be his downfall, he was bedazzle by an unrequited love.

He couldn't fathom his problems anymore. The just unrequited love thoroughly grows into his tree of feeble havoc.

He wasn't like this few years ago. His problems were definitely the opposite from what he feels at the present and he thought all of these are so embarrasing and not worth the energy to even spare a while.

His wall comprised of composed barriers grew wider and taller and so is his love for the said latter.

He knew.

He knew that Timber won'd do such an inconceivable thing. He expected it from the start that he couldn't ever receive the same.

Yet, he won't let even a few hints to present itself before Timber's eyes; and for that, he stayed with the person he wanted to hate but knowingly he can't.

Even though it's hurting him.

We all know how hard that was, also to add the fact that Timber is his ride or die person. They're close as peas is a pod. Just close, nothing more.

Slowly closing his eyes, and stumbling down, he saw shadow infront of him and rush to catch him.

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"Hey, how are you feeling?"

Levi subconsciously flicked an eye open, awakened by a certain question. The sight of a girl's creased face in worry came in vivid colors, making him frown his brows as well.

At the moment, he can't even muster up a simple 'Hi' or 'How did I get here?'. His mind were blank but flooding with thoughts of Timber at the same time.

He was about to speak up bit it got caught up in his throat leaving him silent and unable to say coherent words. It was the time he noticed how painfully aching his throat was and how weak his body also.

Timber leaned to help him down again and pressed the back of her hand against Levi's forehead. His weak limbs is a joke but the wild butterflies in his stomach wasn't. The effect that the latter has on him isn't something to be looked down. His feelings for her is way more higher than his height and so heavenly that it reaches the gods upon them.

He didn't say anything and watched Timber checked up on him instead while doing anything to nurse him.

"Don't move. Lay down and stay still. You have fever" Timber crooned and lays a cold wet cloth on his burning hot forehead.