he lay in bed,staring at the ceiling, thinking about what you had half shouted at him,he whispered to himself, trying to hold back tears which were forming would you really....
would you really rather die than be with me...?
Intro title:"would you really..."💔
story:You loved bangchan.Always trying to catch his attention.Always in an attempt to be a little ball of positivity for him.Only to be scrutinized by him.As what you called 'one offs' slowly shifted to continuous,you started to lose hope,realising your perseverance was for nothing.You slowly drifted away from bangchan,opting to stay with another member of the group.But your feelings still remained,and slowly developed in him..he tried to make you laugh,attempted to get close to you,at one point even bought flowers for you,to try make it up to you,serving them with a warm smile which included his well-known dimples.At first,you tried to act mad at him,ignoring his acts of kindness,walking away from him when he wanted to talk.But you couldn't deny it.You loved him.With,most,of your heart.So when confession day came around,on a beautiful spring morning, holding out a bouquet of your favourite flowers,he confessed...with you accepting.This had been months ago...before you noticed the changes...he distanced himself from everyone,smiled less often,at one point you found him with scars..which is when you knew he was dealing with self hatred.You had tried to help him...but his thoughts on himself had sprialled down to the point he thought something the size of an atom was more important than him.One day,you grew fed up,and left,saying words you may regret...(its during the night)
writers note:I didnt listen to the voice or the music for that matter,hope you enjoy,byeeee🥰🖤❤️
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