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My seventh sin || K.T

Bts_Is_Killing_Me

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Bts_Is_Killing_Me

bangtansonyeondan btsfanfic fiction hoseok jimin jungkook namjoon seokjin sinful taehyung yoongi

I run through the snowy floor, each bare step sending chills up my spine, 

'Have to run, have to run, have to run,' 

I kept these words in mind, so I wouldn't lose sight of what mattered. 

He stands in front of me, fully clothed, droopy eyes laid on me, immediately stopping me in my tracks. 

"You...how..it's been..." 
My lip trembles, eyes burning, as I tried to keep my tears at bay. 

"No more running."

His words come out smooth, and tiresome, as he holds open his arms. 

"No more"All Rights Reserved

bangtansonyeondan btsfanfic fiction hoseok jimin jungkook namjoon seokjin sinful taehyung yoongi

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"Okay," he whispered, his voice barely a breath in the night air, trembling with the weight of his unshed tears. "As long as we're together, it's okay. I'll never ask for anything more. Not for labels, not for promises. Just... don't walk away from me." He paused, and the words caught in his throat as the sobs he'd been holding back finally burst free. "If you leave again, I... I don't know if I can go through it. I love you so much-even if it tears me apart. You don't have to feel the same, just accept what I have to offer." His body shook with sobs, each one a convulsion that wracked his frame, a visible manifestation of the pain that words could barely express. He reached out, gripping the other's shirt, his knuckles white, his grasp desperate, as if clinging to the last shred of hope he had left. Arms enveloped him, a firm, almost overwhelming hug that both comforted him and reminded him of what might be slipping away. A gentle hand rested on his back, stroking slowly, trying to ease the storm inside him. "I'm not going anywhere" he murmured, voice breaking with emotion. "Please, don't cry-I can't bear it. Just breathe, please, breathe." Inside, his soul screamed words he couldn't yet voice, words that might never find their way into the air between them. "I love you, too. So much more than I've ever let on. But I'm afraid-afraid that if I tell you, it will somehow make it real, and I'm not sure I can face that reality. So I'll stay, right here, holding you. Because this-this is all I can do, even if I can't give you everything ." Sequel to Bleu

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Jimin's Struggle by JadeLClaire

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𝓖𝓻𝓲𝓼

"Okay," he whispered, his voice barely a breath in the night air, trembling with the weight of his unshed tears. "As long as we're together, it's okay. I'll never ask for anything more. Not for labels, not for promises. Just... don't walk away from me." He paused, and the words caught in his throat as the sobs he'd been holding back finally burst free. "If you leave again, I... I don't know if I can go through it. I love you so much-even if it tears me apart. You don't have to feel the same, just accept what I have to offer." His body shook with sobs, each one a convulsion that wracked his frame, a visible manifestation of the pain that words could barely express. He reached out, gripping the other's shirt, his knuckles white, his grasp desperate, as if clinging to the last shred of hope he had left. Arms enveloped him, a firm, almost overwhelming hug that both comforted him and reminded him of what might be slipping away. A gentle hand rested on his back, stroking slowly, trying to ease the storm inside him. "I'm not going anywhere" he murmured, voice breaking with emotion. "Please, don't cry-I can't bear it. Just breathe, please, breathe." Inside, his soul screamed words he couldn't yet voice, words that might never find their way into the air between them. "I love you, too. So much more than I've ever let on. But I'm afraid-afraid that if I tell you, it will somehow make it real, and I'm not sure I can face that reality. So I'll stay, right here, holding you. Because this-this is all I can do, even if I can't give you everything ." Sequel to Bleu