❝Before the moon drowns beneath the majestic clouds and the last petal of the enchanted rose falls, the Beast must learn to love and be loved in return. However, if dawn breaks in your world by the time nightfall has descended, then he shall remain...
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❝ All caught up in your feelings, don't run me round and round. Don't build me to just let me down down down (eh). Don't mess with my head, don't tell me you're falling with your feet on the ledge. I'm all out of breath, baby. Don't run me round and round, don't kiss me, no, don't kiss me. Right now, on your lips just leave it if you don't mean it ❞— Lauv & LANY, Mean it
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C H A P T E R E L E V E N
"What kind of reply?"
"Why is it that when I'm feeling pain, we suffer the same way?"
"Your overthinking. My pain has nothing to do with you."
"If your pain has nothing to do with me then . . . why do you worry about me?" Youngjae asks one last time, eyes glistening with tears.
It takes almost a minute for Changmin to answer Youngjae, gaze falling to the ground, eyes blinking to brave the words he says next, "What do you mean? I don't understand."
He knows it's a lie as he swallows the cold and distant tone. He knows he's been lying the entire time. He's ignoring his feelings for the wolf boy and if he looks at him he might have a heart attack because of two reasons that collide into one main reason.
Changmin is lying.
But Youngjae, he's not giving up until he gets a proper answer. He needs an answer from him. That good for nothing dashing prince charming is just a liar. Can't he be honest for now?
The shine in his golden eyes flares, hot with tears pooling them, all he can think of is Changmin's determination to not tell the truth, how he can run away so easily if he tries. He just stands there glued to the wall, looking anywhere but at him, chest heaving.
After contemplating over his choices, Youngjae decides he doesn't want to hurt him.
Youngjae can't hold his feelings in any longer either, so he backs off, hands leaving the author's, calls out to him before walking away, and Changmin meets his eyes. "Get out of my life," he says bitterly. Eyes sharp not leaving the brunette's glistening caramel honey wide ones.
When Youngjae starts running away, heart jogging, holding back tears from falling, he feels the wind gush through him, a coat of warm fur blanket around him, dress his face, and a pair of ears grow on his head.
He throws a quick glance up the night sky illuminated by the full moon, running on four feet fast, reaching the castle he calls home ever since he's been cursed. And Changmin? He almost loses his balance.
Steadying himself by planting a hand against the wall behind him. Changmin recalls Youngjae's words he feared to hear, echoing in his ears and everything just crashes down on him as his back glides down against the wall, bottom meeting the ground. He buries his face in between his legs, holds himself, and breathes, desperately fighting back tears but they come anyway.
