*𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟

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-나는 그들의 것, 그들은 내 꺼야-

"areum!" seungkwan screamed at the top of his lungs, bursting into the room i was in. my body jolted at the sudden scream.

"you have to wake up!" he walked beside me, a bright smile on his face, but i only groaned at the volume of his voice.

i sat up from the bed, looking around with swollen eyes and tear stains. "but it's only eight!" i screamed as i looked at a clock. "it is," he sat beside me.

last night was so strange. i was attacked and then i finally told someone what happened two years ago. i felt scared but guilt-free almost.

"hey," he nudged my shoulder, "are you okay? we were all worried about you," he sat down, one hand on my shoulder.

"i'm okay," i smiled at him, my eyes were still too swollen to open properly, "but why are you waking me up so early?" i rubbed my eyes, stretching them in every direction so that i could see.

"don't you remember that we're moving?" he tilted his head.

"where are we going this time?"

i had completely forgotten, it slipped my mind. i was too preoccupied with jongin wanting to meet me that i completely disregarded all my other worries.

"we're going to joshua's favorite place," he chuckled at me, watching at my best attempts to open my eyes, "we're going to l.a."

"wait," i froze, "we're going to l.a!" i jumped up and now standing on the bed, "the l.a!"

"yeah, so put some clothes on, we're leaving in a few minutes to the airport," he stood up, for once having to look up at me.

"seungkwan, this is awesome!" i leaped to hug him, laughing as loudly as i wanted.

🌷

i frantically stood up from the bed, stumbling over my own feet to change as quickly as possible, excited at the thought of finally going to be in l.a.

joshua has always spoken so highly of the city. i've subconsciously started admiring it because of him.

when i looked in the mirror a strange realization hit me

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when i looked in the mirror a strange realization hit me. the way i dressed was so different from them. they've always dressed very elegant and formal, the only time they wear something casual is when they're at home. i on the other hand have always dressed in neutral tones and my outfits have always been very casual.

i chuckled at the thought.

maybe i should dress more elegantly today? i know they will.

but i brushed away the thought, already in clothes making it too late to change.

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