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Tears brimmed as he saw his lover shaking like a leaf tossed around violently as was breaking down in the bathtub. The mint haired male swiped at the water traitorously escaping his eyes before quietly making his way to his fiance and draping the blanket over the bare shoulders of his brunette.
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Kim Mitzuki's P.O.V.
I know Nie Namjun and Nie Seokjin said they were also in the assassination business but, even so, I wasn't sure what to make of the mixed looks of horror and wonder on their handsome features. Their gazes feasted upon me as though my mutilated skin bared before them was the most compelling piece of art; a canvas made up of old wounds that could never leave me, I was exposed before them where they pleasurably savoured the exotic artwork which was my body, examining the delicacy and multitude scars that made up the broken boy before them. The Nie's asked if I could turn around so they could get a better look at how badly I was scarred. Min Yoongi didn't leave my side for a moment, continuing to hold my hands and murmur reassurances in my ears softly so I wouldn't have a panic attack and it worked...
Until one of them ran a finger over the scar that said 'BITCH'. Flinching away from the painful touch I screamed. Finally giving in to the overwhelming feelings of my anxiety that rarely leaves me of being stared at and poked at and prodded I used to have when Izuka Yang would abuse me and make money from exploiting my body - selling me to anyone who would pay for the pleasure of abusing me in any and every way he allowed them to.
Snatching my hands roughly from Yoongi's gentle hold, I bolted out of the living room into the downstairs bathroom and slammed the door. Without thinking I scrambled clumsily into the bathtub and drew the privacy curtain closed with a snap, huddling as small as I could make myself in the end farthest from the door I tried to stifle the sounds of my sobs in my hands since I'd left my shirt and hoodie both on the floor in the lounge. This made the tears fall faster.
'God, I'm such an idiot! Why would I show them this wreck? Nobody wants to see me, nobody wants to know me - Why am I even here? No-one would miss me if I just killed myself, I'm no good for my Suga- I'm only going to hold him back and just being with me is putting him in danger. I'm sure he'll be better without me and nobody would miss me if I-'
My thoughts went haywire back down the darkest tunnels that lead to my nightmares and terrors. I couldn't seem to rein the negativity in or slow it down - so much like a runaway train and the happiness I'd thought I found drained away, left behind at the station as this train barrelled past without a moment's hesitation.
My thoughts were interrupted by a gentle knocking on the bathroom door, I looked at the handle and realized I didn't twist the lock on the knob and the person could just come in. I feared that it was Izuka Yang again and he'd found me and he's going to kill me finally, he'll-
"Kid? Mitzuki? Can I come in?" A voice called through the door, then silence for a minute. I didn't know the mint haired male outside the bathroom could sing until I heard him sing something I thought I'd never hear again. A song he'd written back when we were in school, before either of us were thrust into the lives we were living.
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>> PEOPLE by AGUST D (Suga of BTS) <<
Yeah yeah, a gentle breeze
People that brush past
People that soaks into heart
What kind of person am I?
Am I a good person?
Or a bad person?
Many ways to judge
Just a person
Everyone would live on
Everyone would love
Everyone would fade away
And be forgotten
People change, just as I've changed
There is nothing that lasts forever in this world
Everything is just a happening passing by
Umm. Why so serious? (Why so serious?)
Why so serious? (Why so serious?) Why so serious? (Why so?)
Umm. I'm so serious (I'm so serious)
I'm so serious (I'm so serious) I'm so, I'm so
So what? What if you just brush by?
So what? What if you get hurt?
Sometimes you might get hurt again
Sometimes you might shed tears upset
So what? What if you live like that?
I flow the way water flows
At the end there might be something
Special life, ordinary life, each in its own way
What's good is good, in the end
What's good is good
Things don't always go as intended
Discomfort is something everyone has to withstand
The repetition of dramatic situations can make your life exhausting
People are like that
When you're not there, you want to be there, and when you are, you don't want to
Who said people are animals of wisdom?
For me, obviously, we are animals of regret
People change, just as I've changed
There is nothing permanent in the world
Everything is just a happening passing through
Your ordinary became my special
Your special became my ordinary
My ordinary became your special
My special became your ordinary
So what? What if you just brush by?
So what? What if you get hurt?
Sometimes you might get hurt again
Sometimes you might shed tears upset
So what? What if you live like that?
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