#c:taeil

[sinfulhymns]

@drnkdazed

i can’t keep lying to myself, or to you. it’s not fair on either of us. “

Taeil was nervously rubbing his neck, he had asked the other over because he was tired of keeping his feelings to himself, he wasn't one to be open and vulnerable and he was trying to be honest with not only them but himself "Listen I'm just going to lay it out on the table, I can't keep lying to myself or to you anymore, it's not fair to either of us. I don't know when it happened or how, but my feelings for you are no longer platonic anymore and I can't keep it to myself anymore."

[sinfulhymns]

@mccnxhild

Continued from here x

Taeil had been trying, he wasn't used to being emotionally connected with someone especially being open with someone, or hell this was is the first attempt at being in a relationship and he already seemed to be fucking it up, especially with the way she was looking at him clearly he messed up. "I want you to tell me how to be better, this is all brand new for me, I don't want to fuck this up between us before we even labeled what we are, I cut off all my other hookups and it's just you if you want more from me you have to tell me what I'm doing wrong when I am trying." He sat down nervously running his hands through his hair "I am not in denial that I've never been boyfriend material because I'm difficult and I'm an asshole, but can't you see that I'm trying to be different for you you have to at least be a bit patient I can't be expected to be perfect why does it sound like you are about to say I'm not worth the hassle."

[adabelcher-blog]

The world only seemed to grow darker, as if happiness was no longer part of their existence. Even she at times felt like there was no hope, no reason to be living anymore. But yet, she found herself singing as if there was nothing wrong. The melody that left her lips was not loud, but sweet and gentle. The breeze carried it on as she sat on the steps of her porch. It was a lullaby; a lullaby she’d heard her mother sing to her when she was a child. It had never left her mind, not even after her passing. The small girl figured a lullaby would please the unborn within her, reason why her hands graced over her belly ever so slightly as she sang. But she hadn’t intended for anyone to hear, her melody fading once she realized she was no longer alone.