Feb 19
LAST 👀
Project Exo:
His breath hitches and he finds himself gripping the chair tightly with both his hands.
“We… we’re…. Nothing. Nobody. Anymore. And I-I, I don’t—”
Because I Love You So:
Something was boiling him from the inside and he needed to get it out, and so he screamed and screamed until his lungs burned and his throat hurt from the cold air. His whole body was trembling frantically, and he hated it, hated that he felt so weak, and so he flung himself into the wall with full force as a feeble attempt to dull the pain and the agony that was swallowing him whole.
