[ • 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇 : 김승민 • ]

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feeling as if your words had caught in your chest, your breath twisting around them the tendrils or a vine, keeping you silent for a few seconds. you head nestled into the crook of his neck, lips barely grazing against the supple skin of his collarbone, sighing with a almost hesitant breath. you did not want to push things into him, it had only been two fucking days, yet you already found yourself in bed with him, naked, close both physically and emotionally.

"what are we now?" you mumbled against his skin, the soft rumble of vibrations, so close to his neck made him shiver at the sudden action. he tended up a bit, not enough for you to notice initially, he shifted slightly, siting up against the headboard, clearing his throat with slightly hesitation.

"let's just worry about finding you a way home at the moment, doll" he remarked, cold and calloused, yet pained in a way. his words didn't seem to process in his mind until after they had spilled from his lips. he sat up, almost shoving you off him in a way, as he grabbed his boxers from the floor, putting them back on. more so to run away from you, not wanting to see your disheartened expression.

you sat up as well, wrapping the blanket around yourself to cover your modesty, even after what had just occurred, you felt embarrassed and ashamed to be naked in front of him now. you never think he'd be the one to completely disregard your question, especially since how delicate the subject matter was.

"you still didn't answer my question" you persisted, with a more pressing tone, your voice would be heard, even if you had to shout it from the rooftops. he gave a heavy sigh, letting his head fall slightly, all while avoiding eye contact.

"it's getting late, doll. go to sleep" his word escaped as some sort of a tremble you could notice the quiver in his lips even though he was faced away from you.

"no seungmin, i need to know-"

"y/n, just to to bed!" you were taken aback by the sudden outburst. you had never seen such unbridled rage from him, you always expecting him to be this sweet charming gentle man i guess not.

"did none of that mean anything to you? am i just some hole for you to fuck? is that it!?" you felt venom rising in your words, seething through the anger in your voice as you stood up, collecting your clothes and putting them back on.

"y/n, please not now-"

"maybe i should just go back, huh? would that make you happy?!"

"yes it would!" he soon came to regret his words as his last breath passed through his lip, he turned to you, distaste for himself littering his irises, upon realising the tears in your eyes.

"doll, i'm sorry-"

"don't call me that seungmin" you avoided his gaze, shoving him to your room that he had offered you when you first arrived. he followed you, practically begging, you continued to ignore him, packing what little items you had left. your eyes fell onto the camera, you knew holding onto it would, trigger memories of him, but what other choice did you have? it was you ticket home after all. you gave a shaky breath, shoving it in your bag. you stormed out the front door, not minding the raging winds that blew through the trees, seungmin's voice following you as you stood on the porch.

"don't go" his voice barely above a whisper, you you could still hear his words so clearly.

"i think it's best if we not see each other for a while"