Minseok walked through the resort clinic with his eyes wide and wandering. Being locked up in his house, hospital and psych ward his whole life he had never seen any place like it before. Extravagant... He thought to himself as he made his way outside. The island was more beautiful than he had imagined, only going off of what he’s read in books. His gaze looked out from the deck of the outside pool and fell onto the calming crash of the ocean waves. The water was smooth and so was the sand beneath his bare feet once he removed his shoes and walked towards the water. He didn’t dare speak out loud in an attempt to not disrupt the flow of the atmosphere around him. He only remained still and silent.
Being so immersed in the setting, he did not hear the sound of another person approaching him from behind.
Little practice for 'Closer' (previously known as 'the fic where Anna's life is a complete mess') under the cut. Completely unedited or proofread I was just practicing to if I could actually write anything of this nature. Also the ending is really sudden but yea :T
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“Kristoff…”
The blonde looked over to the doorway, and there stood Anna. Her hair was a mess, her clothes, dishevelled, and the way the light glistened against her face made it evident she had being crying. Kristoff’s heart stopped and he sat up on the bed, “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”
Anna didn’t answer, she just moved forward, crawling up on the bed and falling into Kristoff’s chest. The man instinctively wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Anna’s eyes fluttered shut as she savoured the feeling of security in the large man’s arms. She took a shuddery breath and nuzzled against Kristoff’s shirt before whispering.
“I did it again.”
She let out a chocked sob when she felt Kristoff’s grip tighten on her, his shoulders slumping in disappointment, “Anna… tell me you didn’t.” His voice was firm and reserved- trying to hold back his anger.
“I’m so sorry Kris…”
“Why?”
“I don’t know”
“You were on the mend!”
“I know…” She sobbed, tears streaming down her face, tinted black with makeup. She sniffed, trying to bury herself deeper in Kristoff’s arms, but he pulled away. The safe and secure walls around her disappeared, and Anna let out a desperate whimper. “Kristoff…”
“That’s not good enough!” He gripped her shoulders- no use trying to hide his frustration, his anger, his fear. “I can’t keep doing this Anna! I can’t just sit back at watch you kill yourself! Don’t you care?”
“I care about you Kris…” Her eyes were wide as she whispered, running her hands down his chest with a fragile touch. “I love you.”
“That’s not what I asked, don’t you care about yourself? Your future?”
“I- I..” Anna tried to respond but no words came out. She didn’t know the answer to that question. She knew she hadn’t cared, if she had been asked this question last year she would have snorted and said “Look at me. Do I look like a girl with a future to you?”
Now… now there was Kristoff, and Elsa, and a life she wanted to keep living…
Kristoff sighed, a mixture of pain, frustration, and disappointment on his face. He leaned forward, enveloping the girl in a bone crushing hug. “I can’t give up on you Anna… If you really care, about me or Elsa or anything… don’t give up. Please don’t give up.” His voice was wrought with desperation, and Anna clung tighter to him, whispering apologies and promises against his shoulder until sunlight seeped through their window and the new day began.
