Don't Leave Anymore (ToG - Bam x Reader)

Chapter XXII

Question: 

Would Khun be the love rival (as in your competition, fighting for Bam. Basically Bam's the one in the love triangle)?

Or

Would Khun be the wingman (for either of the two) and like captain of the ship or something?

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Y/N P.O.V

"I want to climb the tower."

"Good decision."

"Your flight will arrive at approximately 3 pm tomorrow." The butler said in the most fake (accent of your choice) accent.

"What!"

"He's being serious," The blackett rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Wait, can... can I at least tell Bam."

...

"Who dat?" The butler replied.

"Why didn't I know your idiocy dropped into the high negatives?"

"It didn't-"

"Oh, it did."

"Um.... so can I." The h/c girl tried to diverge the two's bickering.

"I don't know can you?"

"What kind of butler are you? Send her off and stop acting imprudently."

"Huh, what's that mean?"

"You wouldn't know," she sighed.

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There was the heavy rock, even though it was a pain day after day to move it, I'm going to miss it. The feeling of sweat rolling down my forehead and off my chin. How my muscle ached as they were being ripped apart. The small cuts from the sharp rock when I pushed-

Ok on second thought, I'm not going to miss that. At all.

Then there's the hole-

Wait I forgot about the hole!!!!

"AHHHHHHH!!!" I screamed as it was too late.

Falling down the hole, where the drop could potentially severally injure me, head first, was not in the least bit fun.

As I neared the ground ready to face my doom, this brought back memories. When I was about to jump off the cliff, but a voice and a door stopped me, at least temporarily.

That lead me to the rabbit man, and then the weird woman that told me to to a task which sent me to a rich lady.

As I waited for the moment where my body hits the hard floor surface, and with the added speed and velocity I'm going at the force to the groud would hurt like hell even more, that is if I survive.

I waited.

And waited.

But...

I never felt the ground.

I opened my eyes to meet the golden hues.

"Y/n a-are you ok?!?!?!" He asked worriedly

"Y-Yeah," I replied, but truth be told I wasn't fine. Him carrying me with such care as if I would shatter if he dropped me, his caring golden eyes staring into my e/c ones.

His gentle voice that could lull me to sleep, I-I think my fall wasn't the only thing falling.

Or maybe it fell from the start.

But, it doesn't matter... I have to leave...

"But we need to talk."

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Published: August- Wait no it's 'next month'. September 2nd, 2020

Word count: ~ 400 words

Ppl in relationships who are about to break up: "We need to talk"

;-;

Me (a single person who can't relate): ¯\_(ツ)_/¯