"Help ! please, someone help me ! my leg is stuck !" I called, hoping someone, anyone, could hear me.
"Hello ?" A voice shouted back. A boy. "Where are you ? Hello ?"
"Here, in the cave. My leg got stuck when I was trying to get back to the surface. The water is up to my neck, please help me !" I shout louder, panic laced thickly into my voice.
"Just wait, i'm coming down ! Keep talking, let me know you're okay, let me know your name, at least !"
"Han, my name is Han !" I call, before the water rushes over my face and I let out my breath in a panic. The water rose too quickly. I was going to die down here, my last conversation being with an absolute stranger.
"i'm Minho, and I'm coming to save you !" The voice calls, muffled by the deep, cold water.
As the darkness swallows me, my last thought is 'at least I know his name'...
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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