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touch me , why don’t we kill each other slowly ?? what can i say ?? baby , what can i do ?? the monster in me loves the monster in you . hold me , squeeze a little tighter ‘til we can’t breathe . what can i say ?? baby , what can i do ??
the monster in me loves the monster in you .
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 !
For the tough-hearted who wants incredible angst that could fit either a platonic and/or romantic scenarios. Feel free to change the pronouns / sentence structure according to your preferences! TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of deaths.
i. leaving / left.
“Wait, you’re leaving…?”
“[Name] just told me. You’re gonna leave?”
“…where are you going?”
“I didn’t wanna believe [Name], but you’re really leaving, huh.”
“I don’t understand why you didn’t tell me sooner.”
“I don’t know what to say, do you want me to wish you good luck or something? ‘Cause I hate this. I hate every part of this.”
“I don’t… I don’t want to let you go.”
“Please don’t go.”
“Why can’t you stay?”
“Is it because of me? Am I not enough?”
“Did I do something wrong?”
“You have to let go of me.”
“No, no, just — just one second longer, please. Let me hug you for one more second—”
“No, don’t tell me it’s okay, it’s not okay, you’re leaving me!”
“…will you be gone long?”
“You won’t come back, will you?”
“There’s the train / plane / taxi. I — I gotta go.”
“You’re really not saying goodbye?”
“All you left me was a letter, saying you’re sorry. You’re pathetic.”
“If you love me, please don’t go.”
“I’m really trying not to put my abandonment issues on you, but I’m fucking scared, okay? I’m scared you’ll leave. And you are.”
ii. dying / died.
“Wait, wait, wait, hold on. Hold on. This can’t be real, can it? You can’t be… You can’t be dying.”
“This is some sick joke, right? You’re not really sick. This is some kind of prank? ‘Cause— cause this isn’t funny, [Name], you can’t—”
“No, no, no, I love you, please — please come back.”
“No, please, no. Don’t fall asleep. No, open your eyes, come on, look at me—”
“I wish we had more time.”
“Every day I come in here knowing that one of these days that damn bed will be empty and every time, I feel like screaming and wishing I could tell the universe to take me instead, but they won’t. It’s you. They’re taking you. So tell me how I’m supposed to live with that?”
“You die, I die.”
“I don’t think I can go home knowing I won’t see you around anymore.”
“You’ll be fine. You’ll be okay. You’re just a little cold. Right?”
“I’m sorry I didn’t do much before. I would’ve taken you everywhere. I would’ve loved you right.”
“I wish you could’ve just broken my heart in the normal way. At least you’d be alive.”
“I’m telling the nurse I’m staying by your side tonight. I don’t care if it’s not allowed, I’ll fight them.”
“We’re running out of time.”
“Anything’s better than this. Than you, gone. What am I supposed to do without you, huh?”
“Listen to me, you are the most important person in my life. I’m sorry you’re going through this.”
“I don’t want you to see me like this…”
“If you must die, die knowing your life was my life’s best part.”
“Maybe in another life.”
“The doctors said I don’t have much time left. I - I’m sorry.”
“I just saw you. You were — you were laughing. You can’t be gone.”
iii. separating / separated.
“So, this is it, huh?”
“…for all it’s worth, I loved you. So much.”
“I’m sorry for what I did.”
“You deserve better. You always have.”
“Tell me this isn’t you breaking up with me.”
“I still remember the first time I saw you…”
“Please don’t cry, please, I—”
“C’mon baby, don’t — don’t make this harder than it is.”
“Don’t cry with me, stupid. I thought this was mutual.”
“I can’t believe you’re breaking my heart like this.”
“We had a good run, didn’t we? We really loved each other, right?”
“IT’S OVER, DO YOU HEAR ME?! WE’RE DONE!”
“If you show your face around me the second time, I will kill you.”
“Who would’ve thought we’d ended up here. Hating each other.”
“We were… we were so in love.”
“It’s not even about the other person, it’s us okay? It’s us. We’re a problem.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you. Not more than this. I’m sorry.”
iv. miscommunication.
“You fucking ignored me. You didn’t even tell me why!”
“So now that you’re in deep shit, you suddenly remember me again? How convenient!”
“Fuck you! FUCK YOU! I NEEDED YOU! AND YOU WEREN’T THERE!”
“I don’t know why we stopped talking. I wish you would just tell me.”
“You won’t even look me in the eyes anymore.”
“Did I really hurt you that bad? I didn’t know.”
“You never said anything! Every time you’re angry or sad, you just kept it in!”
“I never knew what you were thinking.”
“I’m so tired of reaching out only to realise I’m grasping on thin air.”
“Why can’t we just talk like we used to?”
“Things were so easy back then.”
“You’re not the same person I knew.”
“…I still care about you, you know.”
“You just left. I didn’t why. I didn’t know what happened.”
“I wish things were different.”
“You’re giving me the cold shoulder again. How typical.”
“You know what you did wrong? You didn’t believe me.”
“I just wanted you to be there. I just wanted to know that I wasn’t alone. And you failed.”
“Look, can we… can we not talk about this now? Please?”
“I’ve been trying to talk to you, but it’s like I’M TALKING TO A BRICK WALL!”
v. betrayal / betrayed.
“I trusted you.”
“You trust me? Honey, that’s your fault.”
“You’re looking at me like I’m your biggest mistake. I already know I am.”
“You fucking manipulated me. You made me believe you.”
“So all those times we spent together? That was, what, for show?”
“I thought… I thought we were friends.”
“I thought we had something special.”
“You were like a brother to me!”
“I never really had anybody before. But then you came. I shouldn’t have known even you would screw me over.”
“SCREW YOU! DON’T EVER SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME AGAIN!”
“You’re not even moving. You’re THAT shocked that I did this to you? You must’ve really trusted me.”
“I — I didn’t want to. But I had to.”
“It wasn’t easy, you know? I… I really liked you.”
“Oh, stop playing victim. You had this coming.”
“You’ve always treated me like shit! And now you’re surprised I would do this to you?!”
“It wasn’t all fake, what we had. You were just not my endgame.”
“I can’t believe I shared my food with you. Turned out, you’re just a scheming scumbag, like the rest of them!”
“It’s my fault. I put my faith in you. They warned me not to.”
“Believe you? Yeah. The last time I did went SO well.”
“I’d rather walk into an ongoing traffic than to trust you again.”
“I let you into my life and you did this…? I should’ve known.”
“Please tell me this isn’t true. You wouldn’t do this to me, would you? Would you?”
vi. misc scenarios.
[Text] I hate you.
[Text] I keep calling you hoping you’d pick up. Or text you, hoping you’d reply. But I know you won’t.
[Text] I’ve still got your stuff. What should I do about it?
[Text] I wish I could say I hate you, but we both know I’m lying.
[Text] I don’t wanna fight, I wanna see you.
[Text] I know we’re not talking, but I miss you.
[Text] Dumbass. I’ve always loved you. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever did.
[Text] I wish it didn’t end the way it did.
[Text] I’ll always have your back. Even after everything, okay? Always.
i’m softer than a daisy , if you CUT ME , i bleed pink .
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bean groans, throwing his head back and shutting his eyes tight as he rips the seal on the envelope and pulls out the contents. it feels like… a folder? a folder is good right? slowly, bean cracks open an eye and pulls it all the way out of the envelope. heart pounding against his ribs, he looks over at youngsoo and flips the book open. his eyes just catch sight of the bolded CONGRATULATIONS at the top of the page before he drops it with a surprised shout.
“ DAD I GOT ACCEPTED !! ”
he’s watching the envelope intensely whilst bean opens it , EXCRUCIATINGLY SLOWLY . it feels like he’s waiting for his own acceptance letter all over again . he’ll hide the nerves rushing through his body , however , as soon as he notices the other looking over at him . to that he responds with a thumbs up and a grin . youngsoo doesn’t even see what the book says before it hits the ground and for a second , he fears the worst . until bean’s words register . ‘ you ... w - wh — ’ he’s stunned . and PROUD . smile widening more than it has in A LONG TIME as he reaches over and pulls HIS SON into a tighet embrace , ‘ i’m so proud ... i’m so , so proud of you . ’
i’m softer than a daisy , if you CUT ME , i bleed pink .
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“ you don’t think it’s a rejection letter right ? ” bean’s suddenly nervous, clutching the thing between his hands as if he’ll die if he lets go. after the terrible few months he had at the beginning of the school year, all he wants is some good news, but he’s scared. if he didn’t get into dance school, he’s stuck here. “ i dunno if i can handle a rejection letter . ”
‘ i don’t think it’s a rejection letter . ’ hand moves to rub the younger’s arm as he pulls bean into a side hug , ‘ feels too bulky for one , yknow ?? ’ free hand pats at the object lightly with a smile , ‘ besides , you’re an incredible dancer , they’d have no reason to reject you , kid . ’ youngsoo nudges the side of the smaller’s head with his own , ‘ sometimes it’s better to just bite the bullet . ’
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MUSE : AMY CHOI .
WARMTH : 10% (( cold , selfish )) INTELLECT : 86% (( cerebral , analytical )) EMOTIONAL STABILITY : 46% (( irritable , moody )) AGGRESSIVENESS : 54% (( controlling , tough )) LIVELINESS : 38% (( somber , restrained )) DUTIFULNESS : 58% (( traditional , conforming )) SOCIAL ASSERTIVENESS : 66% (( uninhibited , bold )) SENSITIVITY : 54% (( touchy , soft )) PARANOIA : 78% (( wary , suspicious )) ABSTRACTNESS : 90% (( abstractive , imaginative )) INTROVERSION : 74% (( private , quiet )) ANXIETY : 42% (( confident , self - assured )) OPEN - MINDEDNESS : 90% (( curious , exploratory )) INDEPENDENCE : 70% (( loner , craves solitude )) PERFECTIONISM : 74% (( orderly , thorough )) TENSION : 50% (( relaxed , cool // stressed , unsatisfied ))
open // amethyst
‘ people and plants aren’t that different ... ’ she pauses , lifting her lifeless eyes to meet her company’s , ‘ they both scream when you eat them . ’
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“ is that what i think it is ? ” bean is all over youngsoo the second he brings the mail in, eyeing the big white envelope in his dad’s hand. after nearly two months of waiting, it’s finally here. bean snatches the envelope from youngsoo’s hands and rushes to the couch. good news or bad, he wants to be sitting down when he opens it up. “ dad come here i’m not opening it without you . ”
‘ hey !! ’ it’s spoken in a mock scolding tone , eyes lifting from the envelopes in his hands to follow bean as he runs to the couch , ‘ i’m coming , i’m coming . ’ bills are placed on the coffee table as youngsoo sits beside his kid — it’s like a weight off his shoulders every time he refers to bean as such — a hand resting on his shoulder , ‘ i’m here , ’ it’s almost laughed out , it’s nice to feel so relaxed , ‘ you gonna keep me in suspense ?? ’
Nam Joohyuk // ELLE Magazine March Issue “Midnight in LA” b-cuts
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