stigma (n.) // Hyunlix

stigma (n.) // Hyunlix

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It all falls into place then. He knew, of course, he knew, saw Felix's face appear in the studio once he realized what was happening to him. It had been faint then, somehow. A truth so barely acknowledged that it lived only in the back of Hyunjin's mind, a secret, wrapped in layers of paper so no one would ever take a glance at it, not even him, even though he knew it sat there, uncovered but solid. Real. It's different now that the secret had been dragged into the light, the paper torn to shreds, and there's barely any surprise, his mind only catching up to what his body already knew, but his heart squeezes with the realization, surging through the pure, sweet taste of loving someone so deeply, only to sour when the thought hits him, that the flower growing in his chest and the petals making their way up his throat can only mean one thing: He's in love with Felix, but Felix doesn't love him back.
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❝ I'll never let them hurt you, I promise. ❞ Hyunjin murmured with a soft voice, as if he was speaking to a sleeping baby. And maybe he was, in his mind. Felix couldn't hear him anymore, anyway. Perhaps that coffin was a bit too large for his delicate body, despite Hyunjin had filled it with the most precious and velvety burgundy pillows, and glowing pearls as white as the skin of his loved one. He rested his head on the wooden side of the coffin, looking at the man of his dreams silently resting in there. His heart didn't beat anymore, finally. Finally, he was only his. Only his to possess, only his to consume. And, finally, it would've lasted forever.

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