Pulse [Yoonmin] [Vkook]

23. Cold

× Trigger warning!

Why do I feel so helpless? Why do I feel like the person my soul used to belong to is already lost, already gone. Like I have never felt as fragile as I do now, when everything and everyone, need me to be strong for them. How do I keep going when I'm hurting inside? How do I keep going, when all of the sins and disturbing thoughts will never leave the garden of my own insecurities?

I was told as a kid, that you should dig deeper, get your hands dirty and learn how does the ambition taste, so you could be happy. I know realise how wrong is all of this. Maybe i'm not as perfect and strong as I look like, and probably, the shield i'm always wearing, is just hiding how hurt and betrayed I feel.

But what if all of our words are left unspoken? What if our silent screams won't be ever heard? Will we let them disappear when the morning comes? We have too many questions, for feelings we can't understand, not even a little bit.

We all need to be saved.

And sense the pulse of our strength.

~°~

"Are you sure you want him to take over this case?" Jin asked with hesitation, his arms crossed in front of his chest.