Taesan's POV
My fingertips trace his back.
My mind is getting better at fucking with me, isn't this equal to being under the influence of narcotics.
I'm telling…no, I'm compelling myself to believe he's here with me.
Shin Seoha, that little deer has infiltrated my fucked mind. He's stealing everything from me like the little thief he is.
Like fumes in a locked room…he has penetrated my senses and now he's taking over my hallucinations.
My mom's painful memories are gone, it's replaced by Seoha and his impossibly strong softness.
He is a river, he is washing me clean, softly but surely breaking the jagged edge of my mountain.
"Fuck, I think I love Seoha" I say out loud. My body is still shaking with the aftermath of my sobs. I feel weak and strong at the same time.
Weak because I shouldn't be locked in here, I should be out of here and hunting the motherfucker who thinks it's okay to come for my mate.
