"monster."  |  yoon gwi-nam

"monster." | yoon gwi-nam

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From childhood friends to strangers. From strangers to partners. And from partners to enemies. You could never get a break from any kind of bullshit ever since you met him. - "Ya, Yoon Gwi-nam. You come near them and you're fucking dead, you got it? I don't give a shit about who you are, what you've become, or whatever we had. I don't care how many fucking times I have to stab, punch, kick, or throw you off of this goddamn roof for it to get through your head.... You touch them, and I'll fucking kill you. Understand?" "Fuck you, bitch." Maybe he wasn't the only monster between you two after all. After all, birds of a feather flock together, right? (original story from ao3)
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From the first day you saw him sitting on top of the old railcar through the chain-link fence, you felt a connection, but little did you know how it would end for you both. What he sees in your eyes the day you meet is the same look he sees reflected in his mirror- pain, isolation, depression, and something darker. Years later, your life's path brought you two together again, and fate started to turn. There was no way out, no way but one. ~~~~~~~~~~~ You try to hide your scars with the kitchen towel. He pulls the towel away and caresses your wrists while looking into your eyes with heartache. "Talk to me." You reply, "There's nothing to talk about." Both of you knew it was a lie. Can you trust the boy you met behind the chain-link fence with your dark secret? In the end, will love be reason enough to live? Is Faith and Hope enough to bring these two together? Will the joining of their hearts and bodies be what they need to survive? Trigger warning: Depression. Mental health issues. Discussion of self-harm and childhood s/a. (Not romanticized or glorified or explicitly written.) BTS and OCs. Cover by: LAJoyner

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