Fifteen Past Crepuscule

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Their love was like smoke. Intoxicating. It had filled his lungs, it had covered his senses until all he could see was him, his Zi Tao. Their love was like smoke. It clears when a little wind gets in the way, and for this couple the wind had a name to remember: Wu Kris. Ventilation is good, but with too much air- the smoke dissipates.Their love was like smoke. It had disappeared so suddenly, Chan Yeol didn't have time to react in time. His hands trying to grasp at any residual curls in the air. Nothing. Nothingness. He was now alone, with his ten other friends, trying to move on. Only, how can one move on when all he can smell is the smoke in his lungs? How can he forget when his brain has been in this smoke for way too long? All he can love is the smoke in his heart, the smoke that curled around his self too many times, coiling around him like a snake. He knew he couldn't breath without the other now- his lungs were used to this new type of air. 
 
 
This is their story, Chan Yeol and Zi Tao. How they came to met again after high school, until the moment they separated for what seems like forever... 

 

Foreword

Lovely people, welcome into my humble abode, 

I welcome you here in hopes of inciting you to read more and maybe even comment on what is about to follow. I currently have so many stories in my head, it is becoming insufferable. I do not know what to do with them, so here I am- posting ONE of them, in hopes that the rest will follow. I hope you guys will enjoy this, and maybe even subscribe ++ comment. I do like comments more than anything else. So if you have something to write, please do- I always respond. 


Um, this story was inspired by a MV I saw the other day (meaning today, actually) and I really hope I can do it justice. 
Because I do not want to spoil people, I will not write what the song is, but if you want to be individually spoiled, please ask me in my inbox, I will be pleased to answer. The main idea will be stolen from that place- at the end of the story or, even, when /that/ event will take place- I shall say where it came from. 
 
Anywho, please enjoy the first chapter, when I will post it. In hopes that you will actually enjoy this story! 

I own almost nothing, except the wording, and hardly anything from the plot. Please do not repost as your own, and please ask me if you ever feel the need to repost it. Don't translate without permission

 

Enjoy~

 

/!\Warnings/!\

There is age-play (Kris is really older than he really is) | There most definitely will be swearing | Kris' character (37) and Tao's character (20) have a milestone between them with their age, please be carefuly while treading into this. | More to come, keep updated here, please.

 

 

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JaeYong_TY #1
Chapter 1: wait, how old is tao in this fic?

and this is really sad
especially for chanyeol
reddrop #2
Chapter 1: Hey Lovely star,

wow, this is really bittersweet. (Like tea :) )
Poor Channie. I hope he will feel better soon, and Kris as a 35 old...would be interesting to see how he looks like then.
Although I can never go without my Suho, I think you did really well with this. It's so poetic.

Looking forward to the next chapter.
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