a/n: when i say this is my favorite shit on the whole internet i mean it. like look at his smile when he says tree hes so precious. HYUNJIN INVENTED ENGLISH AND YOU CANT CHANGE MY MIND.
Yaku was confused to say the least. Scratch that, confused didn't even begin to cover it. His mind was a whirlwind wondering how one moment he was happily texting the love of his life and the next moment he was here fearing for his life.
He was home alone, hiding under Lev's twin sized bed as he heard loud knocks and screams from outside of the house, so desperately trying to get in, to get to him. Alisa was out running errands so she probably wouldn't be back for another hour or two at least. His phone was dead so the option of calling someone for help was impossible. And the knocking was getting louder by the second, the sound of loud pounds against the door invading his mind and cause his heart to speed up in fear.
What would happen to him if it was who he thought it was? What would she do if she got inside, finally having access to him again? Would he ever see Lev again, would he live to see his alluring smile once again, live to hear him whisper sweet words into Yaku's ear, live to be free to love?
At the end of the day, it all comes down to love. A basic human necessity, to love and be loved.
Then there was silence, the empty sound of silence. The calm before the storm. How he had missed that sweet sound. The familiar silence was practically deafening but oddly soothing at the same time, like it was trying to assure him things would be okay. If only it could have lasted.
Because in that moment, the sound of the door breaking down interrupted Yaku's thoughts, before a hand made contact with his cheek as the world began to fade.
a/n: i'm totally not randomly adding angst so this book doesn't end...
-norah
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FanfictionLev's a total clutz, so of course he manages to text the wrong person, but what can Lev do when he starts to fall in love with that wrong person? ──➤ ANY FANART USED IS NOT MINE! FULL CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL ARTIST THEY ARE WAY MORE TALENTED...
