sometimes quiet is violent.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
be prepared for bad grammar and writing skills. i wrote this when i was 12 years old so dont have high expectations.
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He felt his eyes get wet as Dongmin held the flowers like they were something fragile, smelling them.
"Do you like them?"
"I love them."
- I love you.
Dongmin's favorite flowers are forget-me-not.
Moonbin wonders if he'd still like them if he knew Moonbin coughed them up every night because of him.
{won best angst fanfiction in the Annual Astro Fanfic Awards}