《Traces Of Time [GG ONESHOTS]》Miyeon x Soojin
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Genre: angst, fluff
Type: gxg
Title: She showed me all the stars
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I walk down the dark alley way, mist fogged up my vision. Tears streamed down my cheek as I sobbed. She meant so much to me. She made me feel that way. Why did she have to leave.
Was I not good enough?
Was I not funny enough?
Was I not enough?
Why did she have to cheat on me?
Thoughts clouded my judgement. I walked to the nearby park. Gazing at the trees and the night sky, one full of stars. Significant hope in each blinking star, but I knew there was one star that had died out there. It was my star.
The hope she gave me. So special, yearning. Yet now, left with nothing. I quietly looked around, taking in the scenery. Trying to soothe my aching heart as I thought about her.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. I frantically looked around. "Hey..." a voice said, it was soft and delicate. One that could soothe my aching heart. Like an anesthetic to ease the pain.
"H-Hi..." I stuttered, my voice was hoarse from the sobbing. I could feel my throat tighten as she wrapped her warm hands around me. Providing comfort, providing warmth. Something I could not feel.
"Wanna talk about it?" She said, her voice brought a calming effect. Nourishing my body, I simply nodded and put my head on her shoulder. It was electrifying. The feeling was addicting, it was like drugs. Something I could get high on. Her scent filled my nose, I took a deep breath. Hoping to treasure it.
"My girlfriend, she...left me for another woman." I said softly, my voice cracked as I thought upon her harsh words today.
"Shes much better than you. Shes funnier. Shes enough for me. You, you are nothing."
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Her voice echoed through my mind, I let out a groan as I buried my face in my palms. The aching feeling coming back, it rushed through my body as I cried.
Then, her warm arms wrapped around me once more. Providing the comfort I needed. She felt like a new thing to me. She gave me warmth, one which only a soulmate could provide you.
"Its okay, I'm here..." her calming voice entered my ears. Relaxing my tense body. I hugged her back, she stroked my back sending a tingly feeling up my spine.
I smiled softly, she had made me feel loved. More than she could ever have. Her touch and warmth brought ever lasting happiness to me. I felt alive in her arms.
No longer aching, no longer yearning. It was like she was a star, the thing to light up the star within me. She had set a flare up, and she didnt seem to want to put it out.
The star among many was her, filling those with hope.
She carefully placed her hand on top of mine. Stroking it gently, as she mumbled words of comfort. A star of hope, my star.
"I'm Soojin,"
"Miyeon." She replied.
I no longer needed her, I no longer need Shuhua. All I needed was .
My star
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