For What It's Worth: The Clockwork Sequel
Description
The lights go out and I can't be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead, singing
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know, singing
Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure?
Or am I part of the disease? Singing
Coldplay, Clocks
Foreword
His own hands had been coated in a sheen of sweat, and he looked towards you sometimes and opened his mouth to say something, probably a story, but then the color in his face would drain and his mouth would slowly shut, his shoulders would slouch, and then he would resume normal position. You almost had to pin him down and force him to eat the first time you heard his stomach growl. He kept his mouth shut, his lips in a firm line as you begged him to eat something, anything, but he said he would eat when he was hungry, and his stomach rumbled again.
“If you don’t eat, you’re not going to have any strength to fight off the bad guys when they try and take me.” you told him, and he snapped his head towards you and grabbed your wrists, pinning you back against your chair and his breathing was thick. He looked like an animal ready to attack at any second.
“Stop making light jokes about that , because it can happen, and I don’t want to imagine a life without you. I don’t know if there are any other angels willing to take in someone like me, so you better stop joking about it because it’s not funny. It’s not funny in the slightest and I don’t expect you to understand because you’ve lived a life of relative luxury in my opinion, and I’m not trying to be a about this, but you just don’t know.”
His grip on your wrists was tight, and you struggled for him to let you go, and after you caught his eyes and he saw in them the fear of him, he let go, muttering an apology and kissing you lightly, saying he was sorry against your lips and skin as he trailed kisses to your neck and let his head rest in the crook. “I just don’t think I could make it out here again if you weren’t by my side. Losing you would be like losing my whole world.” Daehyun said to you, kissing your neck before nipping at the skin, smiling a little when he felt you push his head away.
“You’re always so serious about me. It’s flattering, but sometimes I’m scared you’re in too deep.” you admitted, and Daehyun shrugged.
“Do you not feel the same way?” he asked, and you felt the air in your lungs freeze and you had to reach far back into your mind to materialize a lie that he would take.
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