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you just parachuted your way into my heart, he said, is that even a word, parachuted? it's cheesy but it was the sweetest thing anyone's ever told her. and she loves him anyway so, what the heck, she'll take what she can get.
doors open, doors close. not everyone makes the best out of their chances but junmyeon tries. he says yes, always says yes because that way, he gets to try everything, gets to explore his persona, gets to test his limits.
they go inside in pairs, hands entwined and hoping for the best. they go out separated, looking forlorn and disgusted, staring at their hands, wishing unspeakable things. they were told that they were broken, impossible to fix. they were mislead. now, they're irreversible shattered.
The cities look small this high up the mountain. They're mere dots of light scattered about a plane of darkness. There's nothing of the excitement and the thrill of the night life. There's only a steady hum of heavy silence, as if something is waiting, waiting, waiting at the borders for a chance to pounce.
The last notes lingered in the air and everyone was speechless, admiring the beauty that they just heard. There was a moment when no one spoke, and it was as if everyone was stuck in their minds, without a care for anything else. That's why when it happened, they didn't even get to throw their hands over their heads.
Before they knew it, the orchestra was blasted to pieces.
The terrain is slippery, but he manages. He has to find her. He has to. He has to or else he won't ever get to see her again. She'll be in the darkness and there won't be any way to reach her because the stories aren't true. True love won't be the solution because this isn't just a problem. It's a trap.
He knew it was only a matter of time. He tried to resist it, he really did, but in the end, he only did what everyone already expected him to do. He returned to a life of danger and ever-present threat against all that matters to him, just for the sake of being with him who he loves.
Signals are often misread. No matter how much we think it's enough, some people manage to get us wrong, manage to turn the whole thing around and make things look bad. It's irritating and we're long-suffering, but there's nothing we can about it except to live with it.
His features show that he's shaken by the incident. He can't hide it, not when his mother died. He can't find any logical excuses for this. He can't cover it up anymore. He's vulnerable now, and grieving.
His heart swelled with pride when he saw his son waiting for his bride by the altar. He doesn't always show it, but he's proud. Every remark about his decisions were made out of pure worry. He did it all out of love.
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