:: Attempt 10 | Butterfly ::

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:: Attempt 10 | Butterfly ::
"Nan ajikdo mitgijiga anha
i modeun ge da kkumin geot gata
sarajiryeo hajima

"Is it true? Is it true?
You You
neomu areumdawo duryeowo
Untrue Untrue
You You You

"Gyeote meomulleojullae
naege yaksokhaejullae
son daemyeon naragalkka buseojilkka
geobna geobna geobna

"Siganeul meomchullae
i sungani jinamyeon
eobseotdeon iri doelkka neol irheulkka
geobna geobna geobna.."
["I still can't believe it.
All of this seems like a dream;
Don't try to disappear.

"Is it true? Is it true?
You, you..
You're so beautiful, that I'm scared;
Untrue, untrue..
You, you, you..

"Will you stay by my side?
Will you promise me?
If I let go of your hand, you'll fly away and break--
I'm scared, scared, scared of that.

"Will you stop time?
If this moment passes--
As though it hadn't happened--
I'm scared, scared, scared I'll lose you."]
-"Butterfly (Prologue Mix)" by BTS (English translations from https://colorcodedlyrics.com/2015/11/bts-bangtansonyeondan-butterfly)
[Song suggestion by FayeeeM .]

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"You know that ya' can tell me anything, right?" His voice says it in my ear, as if he is simply whispering the words by my side, not through an occasionally static-ridden phone call connecting two people situated on roughly opposite ends of the world. I shake my head slightly, pinching the bridge of my nose with my other hand as I close my eyes.

"Why would I ever?" I question, a wry smile curling my lips. "You hardly count as someone reliable, 'Miles'."

He chuckles, the sound clear and distinct through the pounding in my head. "That actually hurt, y'know, Aoi. We've been partners for at least three years now."

I raise an eyebrow in return, ignoring the incoming rush of pedestrians jostling me from side to side. I stumble forward a few steps, adjusting my hold upon my cellphone as I walk. It would be quite a bother to lose my only means of communication in such a pathetic manner.

"Time spent together doesn't validate another's reliability," I respond, pausing at the intersection outside of the station as I gesture towards a hesitant Tsubaki. She nods in return, shuffling over to my side, periodically murmuring apologies to any passersby she might have bumped into with a slightly embarrassed expression upon her face. I smile slightly, turning on my heel as I press the phone against my ear even more securely. "I suppose you know that well enough, seeing that you know me and my ways for 'at least three years'."

In the bright sunlight, it isn't hard to imagine him grinning mischievously as he speaks. "Ya' got me there," he mumbles, a small laugh escaping his lips; breathless and out of pure mirth. "Never mind that; why didja call in the first place? Surely you didn't miss me, did you?"

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