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[Pricked]
(n.)A persistent or sharply painful feeling of sorrow or remorse.

That someone was turning the faucets, in his chestnut eyes. As his tear blurred eyes adjusted slightly to the contrasting light outside, his hand wrapped firmly around the delicate one. He squeezed in desperation; the red indent of his fingerprints left a sort of raw tenderness on latter’s tissue ,paper skin.
His eyes had glossed over.
 
‘You’re leaving me, us.” his throat ached with suppressed tears. Eyes dark. The hidden anger quickly manifesting inside him  much like an untamed forest fire.
“Say something!” Icy words, blurted out in blind rage.

Wincing back almost immediately at his firery, rage infused words; The fair head tried to pull back and gain control from the other's grip yet to no avail.
'Let go,please.' The soft voice of the blonde's, lacked the usual lacklustre it held whilst he pleaded.
 

'Why! Why! Why,especially now Taehyun.'his words tainted with regret and sorrow as repeated in slight confusion.
He tugged , his wrist harder as  inevitable flood of tears and guilt-stricken recriminations. He focused h