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[heavenwithgyu]

[5:45am]

“C’mon, get up.” Jisung tells says to you, poking at your cheek, you huff and turn your head to begin falling asleep.

“Y/n.” He nearly whines and you whine back.

“Sung.” You whine, your voice hoarse but he feels his heart skip a beat.

“Get up, it’s time for school.” He says softly, setting an outfit he had picked out for you.

It was something you had made him do a bit into your relationship, you always claimed his fashion sense was a god sent.

So, he began doing it without you asking occasionally, especially on days like this.

You two had spent last night staying up too late while making a pillow fort and watching Netflix.

He knew you wouldn’t wake up in the morning, but the way you smiled and laughed last night made his heart melt.

You got up after a few seconds, your hair in  disarray but he thought it was cute.

You looked at the clothes and smiled, looking at him and feeling your eyes droop.

“Thanks babe.” You whispered, still half asleep.

His stomach irrupted into butterflies but he played it off easily.

“Of course, love.” He said, kissing your head and then walking out to let you change.

[heavenwithgyu]

[04:17am]

You sat awake, in bed, curled up with tears streaming down your face.

You don’t know why you were crying but you were.

You felt your phone buzz against your pocket, sniffling as you reached for it.

Mark’s name greeted you making you set the phone down.

There was no way you were answering now.

He would know you were crying.

You felt your heart plunge slightly when it stopped ringing.

He began texting you, urging that you call him back.

I just have a feeling you’re awake. I want to make sure you’re okay.

You scoffed slightly as you smiled, another tear falling down.

Maybe he was the reason you were crying.

After all, all the signs point to it.

He makes your stomach knot up, the mere mention of his name makes your heart begin to flutter.

“I-I don’t want to fall in love. Not again.” You whispered, your past love breaking your heart so bad that you were numb for days after.

You never really healed over and seeing him just crumbles you.

Mark was the light at the end of the dark tunnel but also a hole to which you would fall and get hurt once again.

You were stuck in a loop of escaping one hole but falling into another.

You began crying harder, realizing you had fallen for Mark.

You picked up your phone to block him but couldn’t bring yourself to do it.

You had let your feelings grow too much.

Your love is like thorn vines, beginning to fix your heart and pull it together yet also pricking it.

You’ll never get him and you know it.

But the heart will want what it wants.