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die atomic
Title: die atomic
Author: kisoap
Fandom/Characters/Pairing: Sistar/Dasom-centric
Rating/Warnings: G
Challenge # & Prompt: #013 - childhood fear
Word Count: 451w
5.
Dasom thinks things live in the darkness, waiting for her parents to turn off the lights before they stalk out of the shadows and stroke her freshly-combed hair, weaving nightmares out of the loose strands as her eyes close. The night pulses, as if alive.
14.
Dasom thinks too much in the darkness, eyes closed but mind open, rummaging through the whispers of her classmates as they glance in her direction, the ugliness of puberty rearing its head to look straight back at her. And in the reflection of its eyes, she thinks she sees herself, tiny and trembling, judging her mirror image.
19.
Dasom burns images into her eyes, computer screen catching blue on the paleness of her face that’s not pretty enough for the people hiding behind their usernames. Every last hate comment she sears into her heart, pretending it makes her stronger, like she should be, even when her unnies look at her like they believe otherwise.
20.
The safety of her vision behind closed eyelids, a momentary blink before she faces reality again. The look on some man she doesn’t care about’s face when she speaks honestly but insultingly. Her first acting gig. That split second of pitch dark is everything it used to be - the darkness alive, the darkness awake - and everything it is now - nights full of malicious comments, the moment before the lights hit her on the stage - and Dasom remembers to breathe, like her mother told her, to have the strength to fight away her fears.
23.
Dasom is still afraid of darkness. She buys herself cute nightlights whenever she and Hyolyn go shopping but forgets to replace them when they burn out. Leaves a trail of lights behind her when she passes through rooms to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Screams at haunted houses with Bora.
Sometimes she sees a shadow stretching out its fingers at her before the sun comes out, beckoning her back to when she was small, ready to cry at the slightest noise, and to when she was a teenager, afraid of growing into herself. But now, as she and her members take their places on stage with tingling fingertips, Dasom knows that without the darkness gripping her, crew making ripples in the pitch, her heart loud in her chest and eyes trying to catch any light they can find - without the fear of it swallowing her whole, leaving her with the words of people who didn’t like her burned into her vision and the people she loves hugging her close, telling her she’s worth the world - nothing can shine.
The music starts. That’s when the light hits her, and she smiles.
Author: kisoap
Fandom/Characters/Pairing: Sistar/Dasom-centric
Rating/Warnings: G
Challenge # & Prompt: #013 - childhood fear
Word Count: 451w
5.
Dasom thinks things live in the darkness, waiting for her parents to turn off the lights before they stalk out of the shadows and stroke her freshly-combed hair, weaving nightmares out of the loose strands as her eyes close. The night pulses, as if alive.
14.
Dasom thinks too much in the darkness, eyes closed but mind open, rummaging through the whispers of her classmates as they glance in her direction, the ugliness of puberty rearing its head to look straight back at her. And in the reflection of its eyes, she thinks she sees herself, tiny and trembling, judging her mirror image.
19.
Dasom burns images into her eyes, computer screen catching blue on the paleness of her face that’s not pretty enough for the people hiding behind their usernames. Every last hate comment she sears into her heart, pretending it makes her stronger, like she should be, even when her unnies look at her like they believe otherwise.
20.
The safety of her vision behind closed eyelids, a momentary blink before she faces reality again. The look on some man she doesn’t care about’s face when she speaks honestly but insultingly. Her first acting gig. That split second of pitch dark is everything it used to be - the darkness alive, the darkness awake - and everything it is now - nights full of malicious comments, the moment before the lights hit her on the stage - and Dasom remembers to breathe, like her mother told her, to have the strength to fight away her fears.
23.
Dasom is still afraid of darkness. She buys herself cute nightlights whenever she and Hyolyn go shopping but forgets to replace them when they burn out. Leaves a trail of lights behind her when she passes through rooms to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. Screams at haunted houses with Bora.
Sometimes she sees a shadow stretching out its fingers at her before the sun comes out, beckoning her back to when she was small, ready to cry at the slightest noise, and to when she was a teenager, afraid of growing into herself. But now, as she and her members take their places on stage with tingling fingertips, Dasom knows that without the darkness gripping her, crew making ripples in the pitch, her heart loud in her chest and eyes trying to catch any light they can find - without the fear of it swallowing her whole, leaving her with the words of people who didn’t like her burned into her vision and the people she loves hugging her close, telling her she’s worth the world - nothing can shine.
The music starts. That’s when the light hits her, and she smiles.