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Title: blue moon on stigma route

Author: bingsu

Word Count: 12.3k

Pairing: Kim Jongin/Do Kyungsoo

Genre: family, tragedy, homophobic

Rating: PG-13

Warning(s): [jongin-centric, jongin-pov, slight!angst]

Author note: the wind-up bird chronicle—Haruki Murakami gives me inspiration for writing on first-person point of view, honestly and I hope, this doesn’t fail //T.T// pardon me, english isn’t my first language but still, I’m trying what the best here. It’s okay if you didn’t want to read it cause you didn’t like the first-person pov, I don’t mind, really. No, I hate you so much. I’m just happy so complete this till the last paragraph while I really hate this story as you as well, too much to suck my time up. jk.

Summary:

“Is falling in love registered on the list of disgrace now?
An endlessness misery is theirs who-doesn't-know how to aviate the wings on winter, pitiful.”

Foreword:

Her name was Natsu; Kim Natsu. she was eighteen years and fourth months old for exactly and majoring in pharmacy at Sungkyunkwan University (SKKU). For her entire life, she didn’t know a pinch of her father’s brother, a big brother precisely. Until she found out and trying to get an apprehend, she jumped with square off along to other side balcony room.

In the row of bookshelves, a dark brown leather taped with a small artificial gold in the middle and inscribed ‘Journal’ on it, with bold and italic as typographical emphasis choice for. She found the way out, how to get inside his story with that Journal—Kim Jongin’s Journal.

She will made an effort in a certain direction to found out an undisclosed story behind her uncle. Some condiment of love story includes itself and it ran around in the wind forever and never been heard by anyone except by Kim Jongin and herself. All confidential secrets made her even more willing to open them and tear them apart if needed.

An unhappy ending story of her uncle—Kim Jongin—who’s not only a love story by his that carrying with the winds but also he, himself.

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( part i: rewind. )

"White" but it's not the color of the snow drifts in winter at midnight
"Chocolate" but it's not the color of the roots of the tree in autumn in the evening

"Pink" but it's not the color of the cherry blossom flowers in spring at noon

And "yellow" but it's not gradations as bright and radiant as the sun in summer in the morning

But it's only the color of yours, doe-eyed with chocolate pupils, pink-faded lips and heartfelt smile

really, such a beautiful colors combination of art
The colors of yours.

-96km-

Rosé wines are made with regular red grapes such as Mourvedre, but the grape skins aren't exposed to the juice for as long. The result is a much more pale red wine. Depending on the variety used, a rosé can range from pale salmon (Pinot Noir) to magenta (Garnacha).

—the wine color chart

milk and rose

I don't believe, only roses that are able to stand on proportion with the wines.
why not milk?
I could be as a box of milk with straw on it, while you are swimming on me, feels the cooling sensation on
white pure and painfully thick. I would not intend rein on you but resurgence of your desire which will prove it
perhaps, would you like to taste me?

じょうげん.
The lantern festival,
A lot of people are being one of the participants to let go (of) the lampions, so they just could make a promise or pray or might the expectation have to fill the place in which of they provide will come. Hundreds or even thousand of wet clothes rolled with gasoline are become the foothold on tissue papers as the seal.
But..

You're not a lampion to me. I don't want you being one though, I don't want to let you go from an embrace of mine, watching yourself gliding and would never come to me again, is a nightmare scale. The atmosphere hasn't a limit, once I allow you soar in the blue pool with artificial water, definitely, you won't come back to me again

I even willingly, If I couldn't make a promise again or If I couldn't pray for everything that I'm surrounding from or If I haven't accomplished everything I have intended to do

as long as I'm with you, I could even stand the darkness of the dark
effulgence antecedent's

Current Music: 지코 (ZICO) - 너는 나 나는 너

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Could I be a penguin to you too?

I’m standing alone, on the path where you left me

Entries tagged with exo: d.o

blue moon on stigma route

The color as I look at you while you smile at him.

red.

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