I'm Not Giving Up On You
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Last published Thu, Mar 30, 2017
Mark notices that Jack has been acting differently, so he invites himself over to Ireland. Only for the situation to be much worse than he earlier suspected. Can Jack finally let someone in? Will he stop being so selfless and keeping everything bottled up?
PS: NOT A SEPTIPLIER! They just friends in this fic. This has mentions of self-harm and suicide, so if you are sensitive to that please don't read this. But don't worry it doesn't have a sad ending. BTW this isn't my drawing I thought it fit pretty good, Mark making Jack feel better and all that.
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Mingyu's breath brushes against Seungcheol's cheeks, a soft whisper in the cool air. "No way," he murmurs, his eyes alight with an intensity that makes Seungcheol's heart race. "Holy shit, I love you." Time seems to freeze for Seungcheol as he instinctively pulls back, a rush of uncertainty flooding him. "You don't know me," he replies, his voice trembling slightly. He avoids Mingyu's gaze, focusing on anything but those earnest eyes. "I'm very unlovable." The words tumble out, laced with a hollow laugh that feels more like a shield than a joke. But Mingyu doesn't share his amusement. He blinks slowly, his gaze unwavering, wide, and innocent like a sleepy owl peering from the pages of a storybook. It's captivating, and Seungcheol feels the warmth of that stare even as he looks away, trying to shield himself from the truth in Mingyu's eyes. "No, I'm an excellent judge of character," Mingyu insists, his voice steady. "I love you." The declaration hangs in the air, a sweet echo that pulls at Seungcheol's heart. OR A mincheol fic where their love story begins in the fall when the world outside is shedding its vibrant hues leaves drifting down like forgotten dreams. In this fragile season, they discover a love that blooms slowly, sweetly-sticky like warmed honey, rich and comforting, defying the chill around them.
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