Stop it. Stop making this so hard for me.
I’m crying saltwater tears all over the bathroom tiles and watching my skin turn red-raw as I scrub the smell of you off me. I’m writing repentant letters to China and stopping before the post box to dump them in the trash.
I’m trying, Donghae, but it’s not working.
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Don’t look at me like that when
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But you were always there to hold me up, with orange sunshine in your hair and your smiling lips pressed against my forehead.
And this: Like Jungsu promised the 13 of us, we’re here, we’re a screaming success and we’re sprinting down the fields of the future, the sky in the small of our fist and the wind all around us.
Gorgeous imagery ♥
and yes, write some fluff too, please :D?
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i-i'll definitely try fluff. i'll prolly fail worse than i did with angst, but i'll definitely try :D
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Fluff would be wonderful as well ^_^
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i'll definitely try fluff someday :D
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<3
Fluff is rewarding as well as angst, haha. I need to write more of it, too XD
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