fall apart twice a day .

i am a collapsing star with tunnel vision, but only for you. my head is stripped just like a screw that’s been tightened too many times, when I think of you. i will shield you from the waves if they find you, i will protect you. just tell me, tell me, tell me, i am the only one …. even if it’s not true. / credit.

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  “I won’t.” There’s conviction in his voice, his response quick and bordering on panicked. The simple thought of Jiseok ever entertaining the idea of Tristan leaving their side tugs at his heartstrings in the most painful of ways. He’d thought he made it clear how much they mean to him, how deep his love runs. Even as a human, Tristan was nothing but committed. As a vampire, everything is that much more intense – his feelings, first and foremost. He could set cities aflame with what he feels for Jiseok and still have enough fire left in him to burn himself in the process.   Gently, he cups Jiseok’s face in his palms. The sheen of tears in their eyes fills him with a sense of urgency, and he wastes no time to kiss at their corners, their lids when Jiseok closes them. “I’m not leaving you behind, Jiseok,” he carries on to say, softer this time. “Not now. Not ever. I’m not… not with you because I want something that doesn’t last.”   He lowers his hands to Jiseok’s shoulders. They’ve been through so much. Too much. Tristan may not know the full extent of their suffering, but their words speak for themselves. This constant fear, paired with how terrified they are of forgetting, themself. Tristan pulls Jiseok into his arms, careful to be gentle, to not crush their bones with the intensity of how badly he wants them close.    Tipping his head, he presses a kiss to the crown of their hair. “I’ll be with you. Now and forever. I mean that.”

“  i wish i knew how to talk about it.  ”   “  you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together.  ”   “  i don’t want to be alone anymore.  ”   “  i wish i could hate you.  ”  “  take a seat, we’re gonna be here a while.  ” “  i need you to trust me.  ”   “  i missed/miss you.  ”   “  she/he won’t listen to me.  ” “  let me do this for you. please.  ”   “  is there anything else you want to say to me?  ” “  tell me something happy.  ”   “  promise me.  ” “  i just want/wanted to help.  ”   “  let me explain.  ” “  i didn’t/don’t need you to understand, i just wanted/want you to support me.  ”   “  i’m on your side.  ” “  i’ve got your back, okay? ” “  please, tell me you have a plan.  ” “  stay with me tonight.  ” “  don’t go. please.  ”   “  i’ve been alone for so long i’m afraid i don’t know what it’s like not to be.  ”   “  talk to me.  ”   “  i did what i had to do.  ” “  we can’t keep going on like this.  ” “  i’m just tired.  ” “  i’m scared.  ” “  it’s okay to be afraid. fear can be good. use it.  ” “  it’s better to expect disappointment.  ” “  hope is dangerous.  ” “  i like seeing you smile.  ”   “  you look beautiful.  ”   “  be patient with her/him. they’re trying. ”   “  i’m trying my best and it’s not good enough. it’s never good enough. ” “  i’m starting to think i’m just fucked up.  ”   “  have a drink with me.  ” “  she/he is better off without me. but i guess that’s their choice.  ” “  you can’t dictate what’s best for someone else. ” “  can i help you?  ” “  i thought you’d like this.  ” “  do you wanna get out of here?  ” “  walk with me?  ” “  well, shit.  ”

  And still, Tristan smiles, head dipping down to press a gentle kiss to Jiseok’s hair. “You’ll get to have me until the end, my love. I promise you that.” Tristan buries his nose in their hair, breathing in their scent, magic and sea salt and something he never knows how to put into words. He lowers his hand to cup the back of their head instead, fingers gently massaging their scalp. Jiseok’s love makes it a lot easier to bear, the inevitable future ahead of the both of them.   Much as watching them wither and die will crush him, he’s content with having them at all.

‘ don’t tempt me. ’ 

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