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미안해 •| ᶜʰᵒᶤ ʸᵉᵒⁿʲᵘⁿ |• [ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ³ ]

I am alone in your room waiting for your call to come soon. 

I feel lonely, Soobin has left some time ago, I had no words to comfort him, neither could I ask him to take care of me at this time. 

If I had my favorite guy with me I wouldn't feel fear. 

I feel this fear is consuming me, still no news, where are you? The house feels different, it feels empty. No one dares to smile.  I haven't been able to sleep, I can't eat, I can only cry.  

I'm afraid of losing you. 

I miss that smile when you looked at me. I'd give up everything, to have you here. I want to confess that I miss you so much.

Should I try to sleep? Is this a cruel nightmare? I don't know what to do anymore, I'm not aware of the time that goes by, it seems like it's been years.

I feel I've lost the life that filled me, I've run out of joy, what will we do without you? Nothing will be the same.

I lay down on the bed again, hugging one of your pillows tightly. It has your scent, it feels like you are here with me. I wish someone would come and give me comforting words. I need someone to tell me that you're okay, that you are alive.

"It has been 36 hours since the building collapse. Relief and rescue efforts have yet to find any of the people who were reported trapped."

Thousands of memories cross my mind, the day we met, our first kiss, our first date.

So many good times, I close my eyes and picture you here, You're standing right in front of me, with that beautiful smile narrowing your eyes, but suddenly you fade away, a constant reminder of how close I am to losing you.

"48 hours of searching, people start to lose hope."

"54 hours of searching. A miracle has occurred, the trapped people have been located alive. The search efforts are over now, the city, the Country can breathe easy again."

The door burst open giving way to the rushing sounds caused by the boys entering the room. I took a seat on the bed and they were all there.

Tae was the first to speak.

—They've found them. They've been put to safety—. He paused unnecessarily

Should I celebrate? You were safe now.

—Yeonjun was not with them—. Soobin's words broke my heart again.

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The whole time I was conscious at times.

I couldn't do anything, it hurt to breathe so I couldn't even try to make any movement.

I opened my eyes and visualized the horror in which I was trapped. I forced myself to close my eyes again.

I couldn't look at that, I couldn't look at the place I was in.

I refused to observe what separated me from you.

An immense peace took over my being.

I no longer felt pain, I no longer felt fear, I opened my eyes once again, there was no ruins, no fire. A beautiful blue sky stretched into the distance, I was outside, I was free.

But only my soul managed to escape.

I failed you, I failed to keep my promise to come back to you.

My love, I am sorry.

But please don't forget that I will always take care of you. You and the guys.

Watching the distance of that valley, the panorama changed.

Everything went black and uncontrollable crying flooded the air.

I'm standing outside the mess. When did I get here? How did I get out?

I look around me and there is a lot of movement. Rescue crews are coming and going.

An immense pain invaded my whole body, I need someone to help me.

Somebody please help me. But everyone keeps passing me by, what's going on?

Finally a paramedic seems to address me and I bend down to greet him.

—Excuse me...— No, that's not true. How is that even possible? I looked down taking a look at my body. Everything looks normal but he... He just passed through me.

He went through me.

This really can't be happening.

Desperately I kept looking around, looking for a sign, looking for something that would tell me this was a nightmare. But nothing happened.

And nothing was going to happen.

Stop it, it's not funny | Lee Heeseung.

Heeseung was on his schedule at the company, and I was supposed to be with the TXT members completing the review of their upcoming activities, but I couldn't miss this moment for anything, we wouldn't have another chance. Lately our days were totally full of work and our hours or days off didn't coincide in the slightest, that we bumped into each other in this place was something really wonderful.

Hee pulled me into a blind spot of the security cameras.—Hi beautiful.—. He placed a kiss on one of my cheeks.

— Hi baby, I miss you so much—. Were the words that left my lips, he nodded, lowering his gaze. Although we both had very tight work schedules, his were the worst at the moment, so much so that we had not been able to celebrate his birthday together, since he was doing promotions, he was in the middle of a comeback.

I placed a small kiss on his chin and he leaned down to hide his face in the hollow of my neck, we stayed like that for a second until Heeseung recovered his posture looking around, smiling he took me by the wrist and guided me to another point of the long corridor with no exit, just at the point where a sanitization station was located.

Heeseung slid everything on the table to the other end and turned back to me still smiling, in the blink of an eye I was sitting with my legs around his waist. Everything seemed to happen so fast, Heeseung's lips caught mine in a desperate kiss as my hands traveled to the back of his neck where they gave him a few caresses, maybe the hallway wasn't the best place for this to be happening, but in the heat of the moment neither of us really seemed to care.

Heeseung pulled away from me a little, his smile still intact on his face, I watched his eyes for a second, they said so much in that moment and I knew we both wished we could meet somewhere else.

With his hands holding my cheeks, he was inviting me to join our lips in a new round of kisses, when a loud throat clearing made us separate suddenly, Heeseung immediately turned in another direction while I jumped from the table trying to put everything back in its place, neither of us dared to look at the person who had caught us, until a laugh burst breaking the tension of the place, in front of my eyes Yeonjun was holding his stomach almost throwing himself to the floor enjoying his laughter. A sigh was all that left my body, for a moment I had thought we were in trouble.

— Yeonjun stop it, it's not funny.— I confronted him trying to stop his laughter, but this only incited him more.

— Of course it's funny, you should have seen his face, poor Heeseung, I had never seen him so pale.— Yeonjun approached Hee to pat his shoulder, the poor guy still didn't seem to get over his astonishment.— It's okay, you know I won't tell anyone, but I'm really impressed, I thought I had you.— He said while giving me a wink, I gave him an annoyed expression while Heeseung turned to look at him.

— Hyung, don't say things like that, please.— Heeseung pointed at him playfully as he passed by him shaking his other hand in my direction as a goodbye and being the first to leave. Leaving me in front of Yeonjun who gave me a look full of fun, I knew that we would be the target of many jokes from that moment on

Could you give me your opinion about this little preview of the story I'm working on?

× Mick Schumacher is represented as Dethan Jones, and reader is represented as Adhara.

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• Our Butterfly Effect •

A Mick Schumacher history

Time often goes by in strange ways... different ways, which makes it a bit complicated to understand. It's time and space. Is there one line or is it two? No matter how they run or if they curl, time and space are no obstacle for those who have been chosen, those to whom the universe gives a new chance; a strange way to meet the love of their life.

Second chances don't always exist, this could be something extraordinary in their lives, the last chance.

They don't know each other but their destinies are already fated to be together, they just have to meet... Across time.

Will Adhara be able to save Dethan? As the hands of the clock are turning, will they be capable of intertwining their times? following the line that connects them.

Fate and the universe have come together to offer them something like no other, like a shooting star, can their orbits finally meet?

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So went their lives, on the day that destiny was to unite their paths, but something happened and now they must meet across time

ady-sideris city tour and coffee afternoon ☕

ady-sideris story

Deyjo13

Deyjo13 we got this! 🏍️

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Scuderia Dreamers driver Dethan Jones suffered a serious accident this afternoon while taking part in the annual Monster Travel race in London.

The race was being held on one of the city's busy streets, despite protests to ban such races because of the risk they pose in the middle of the city's traffic.

× I need honest words, would anyone like to read it? I don't know where I'll publish it yet, because I'm a little afraid that nobody will like it

I never wanted this; Carlos Sainz

WARNING; Topics such as suicide, death and poisoning are mentioned.

I was in our room, crying. I couldn't believe it, it was all my fault.

On the TV the news about his disappearance was on repeat like a damaged record, the social networks were a chaos of theories and speculations, everyone seemed to want to know where Carlos had gone, and it was all my fault. I caused the fight that brought us to this moment in time, it was all my fault.

I knew it was only a matter of time before the police would be looking for me to ask their usual questions, but I was aware that if they noticed the house in chaos they would suspect me. I had to leave, at least while the first few hours of investigation passed. After that, I would have time, everything could go back to normal.

No one had to know, no one could find out that everything had been provoked by me.

I didn't want to be alone, I didn't want to face everything alone, so I took some of my things deciding that I would spend the night at my mother's house, she would be with me, she would comfort me and support me because she knows how much I love him.

When the call from the police arrived, they came to my mother's small but cozy house, they asked me some questions and I told them my husband's usual routine, which ended this time when they reported finding his sport car abandoned on an unknown stretch of road not frequented by him.

No one knew what had happened, the policemen were trying to advise me by the time I could receive a rescue call. They were all assuming that Carlos had been kidnapped and were waiting for whoever committed this act to look for me, to call me and ask for a large amount of money so that Carlos could be released alive. The agents who came to talk to me gave me so much advice to the point that I felt overwhelmed, I felt that with just a few words in front of them I would spoil everything and they would discover the truth, they would discover that it was all my fault.

When they finally left with the promise that if they found out anything they would inform me or if anyone contacted me I would come to them, I could breathe. I knew I had taken them off my hands for a few hours, I knew they would be out of my way for as long as it took. And with the Sainz family licking their chops with the media, this was my perfect opportunity to return home, to our home.

A home that was broken, hurt and wounded, but  ours.

As I tried to sort out everything that had happened, as I tried to bring everything back to the perfection that our home always projected, one by one, neighbors, friends and family knocked on the door, but I could not receive anyone, I had no time, everything was measured.

—I want to be alone—. That was what I shouted over and over again in response to the knocks on the door.

I needed to be alone, everything had come to an end. Things were decided, I would wear my wedding dress and he would wear his black suit and we would be happy once again, happy as when we started this life together. I would arrange everything, I would see to it that everything happened before anyone found out what was going on.

My dress lay on our bed, and the tuxedo next to him. I admired the view in front of me for a few seconds, there was no turning back now, there was no longer anything that could change the course this whole day in our lives had taken.

I turned around and went back to the first floor, I had to look for some things still, I had to make sure everything went well.

As I made my way to the first floor, there was another knock on the door, I stopped, I stood quietly on the stairs, I was exactly in front of the front door that I would not answer once again, hoping they would understand that I wanted to be alone and that I didn't want to be disturbed. But his voice came from the other side of the darkness.

—I know you're there, please let's talk—. A lump settled in my throat, it was Lando, Carlos' best friend. I couldn't see him, I couldn't face him, I was sure he would want to come in and stay with me until we knew what had happened with my husband and I couldn't allow that, I couldn't allow him to see it.

—No Lan, I don't want to talk to anyone, he's gone—. I was not able to control my emotions and I burst into tears.

—Hey, we'll find him, everything will be all right, okay?—. Lando couldn't understand at this moment, but Carlos had left not to come back and I had taken care of that.

—Lando, I want to be alone, could we meet later?—. I needed him to leave, I needed to be alone so I could put an end to all this.

—I understand, I'll call you in the morning, bye—. I heard her footsteps as he was leaving. With a big sigh I resumed my walk, while I admired each and every detail that flooded our house, our home.

I stopped in front of the stove, took a deep breath and took the courage to do it. One by one I turned all the knobs without turning on the burners, just allowing the gas to come out. At that moment many things went through my mind, all the memories of a life together seemed to play in front of me, soon we would be together again.

I walked back to him, back to our bedroom. It took me a lot of effort to place him on the bed, but I managed to place him right where he always liked to sleep. He looked so pale now, but he still looked so handsome. From his side I took my beautiful dress and decisively took some scissors that were on my vanity, without thinking twice I started to make some cuts before putting it on, then I looked at myself in the mirror, I hated myself, I hated being the person who had brought things to this point, and with tears in my eyes, scissors in hand, I started to cut my hair evenly.

I dropped the scissors, I had ruined everything, I had ruined our life, our marriage and I had ended his dream and all his effort had gone down the drain because of me. I walked over to the small bureau next to the bed and took from the only drawer his sleeping pills, Carlos always took two after a day full of adrenaline to be able to rest properly. I also took the forgotten bottle of anti-stress pills that had once been prescribed for me.

I looked at them for a moment before walking to the bar and grabbing a glass to pour a shot of whiskey. Drink with which I took the pills, I have no idea how many there were but I knew it might take a while for them to take effect. So I started to dress him.

In his tuxedo he looked so handsome, but now he was so cold. I sat next to him and admired his now expressionless face, it had been my fault, I had caused him this. In a moment I felt all the strength leave my body and I climbed a little on the bed, to lie down next to him. I positioned myself so that my face was on his chest and hugged him with my arms. I had a great desire to sleep, but I was still conscious of how I felt my demons being released.

In the distance the sound of police sirens could be heard, but it was too late. Still, before it was all over I had to say goodbye, I had to apologize to him, later we would be together again, somewhere after death.

—I am so sorry my love, I never wanted it to come to this. I wanted to spend my life with you, I wanted to be able to give you so many moments and memories, I wanted to give you the surprise that we would be parents, but if I don't have you by my side, I don't want to live a life without you. I know it's all my fault, but it doesn't matter anymore, we made a promise to each other, we promised to always be together—. The words began to come out of my mouth in a rush, my eyes were heavy and I knew that there was little time left but I still had some words to say.— I will make sure that it is so, I will make sure that we can keep that promise, I love you and I will always love you—. The words stopped coming out of my mouth and I concentrated on closing my eyes and sleeping, it was time for me to leave everything here.

The knocking on the door was so loud, the sound of the sirens was also louder, but it was impossible to open my eyes again.

—Police, open the door!—. The knocking was getting more and more continuous.— Police, open the door, I will not repeat it one more time—. More knocks on the door, louder and more determined. I knew they were going to break down the door, but nothing mattered, because even if they tried they could not save me, they could not save us.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, rapid footsteps coming up towards us and distorted voices.

—We need paramedics, someone call for an ambulance urgently—. Everything seemed to spin around, I tried to open my eyes, to see what was going on, I really tried but it was impossible.— We have a probable suicide attempt and a person with no vital signs, we need paramedics urgently... —. And everything became silence and thick blackness, finally I was free from the hell that my life was becoming.

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—We have sad and regrettable news in the world of sports, last night the famous Formula 1 racer, who played a role in the Ferrari team, Carlos Sainz and his wife, better known as Mr. and Mrs. Sainz, were found in their apartment without vital signs. According to police reports, the autopsy of the driver indicates that he died from severe poisoning, while the autopsy of his young wife indicates that she died from an overdose of different pills, which makes them think that she committed suicide—. She looked at the camera after reading all the information she had in her hands —. A sad loss for the world of Formula 1, we extend our condolences to the family of both... That's all for today, have a very good night.

미안해 •| ᶜʰᵒᶤ ʸᵉᵒⁿʲᵘⁿ |• [ ᵖᵃʳᵗ ² ]

Since the first explosion I could not stop thinking about you. I promised myself to do my best to get out of this situation safely, but I could't ignore the cries for help. 

I tried to be selfish, to think only of myself. But it was impossible. You would do the same. So I did it for you, for me. For them.  

They were scared. 

There was fire and smoke after every explosion. 

Don't leave me, don't let me go. 

I don't remember how many times I left that makeshift shelter. I went out in search of more people, I didn't want to leave anyone behind. 

I went out again. I had to be sure no one was at risk. I could not forgive myself if someone lost their life. I checked again one by one the rooms where I was able to enter. Screaming for a sign. 

It was getting harder and harder to breathe, the smoke burned in my lungs with every breath. But I couldn't stop, not now, not yet. 

My vision was getting dimmer and dimmer because of the dust and smoke mixed in the atmosphere. In certain areas I was beginning to feel a hellish heat, caused by the fire left by each explosion. Large chunks of concrete were falling everywhere, this would not last much longer. 

I stopped for a moment, just to take a look around me. And I was afraid. For the first time since the disaster started, I was scared. Afraid of leaving you alone, afraid of never seeing you again. 

I'm sure you're worried. I have to find a way out. It could take hours for the rescuers to reach us. 

I decided to go back to check on the others, when I felt a strong jolt. I stopped again and inspected my surroundings, everything looked normal, as far as I could tell. One step, that was all; one step and I felt a great weight on me. 

Everything went black.  

I needed to see your face, I needed to look into your eyes. I would like to be next to you, because when I look into your eyes everything seems better.        

I feel like breathing my last breath. Don't worry because everything will be alright.  I only have one life and I want to live it with you. 

I know you feel fear baby, I feel the same way. 

I sink deeper into this immense darkness. I begin to forget the way you used to look at me. I put my heart in your hands, I give you my soul to take care of. Could you forgive me for my mistakes, please! I am so grateful for the time we spent together. 

You became my everything. My soul is now at peace.

𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 - 𝑱𝒂𝒚 [ 𝑬𝒏𝒉𝒚𝒑𝒆𝒏 ]

I'm wishing I could see you tomorrow, the waiting is killing me, I wouldn't mind you visiting me even in my dreams. I really hope I can see you tomorrow, a promise I don't want to become a lie.

You said you were traveling home. So I hope I can see you tomorrow. When I open the door even if it was a tiring day, I wish you'll be waiting for me with open arms.

I don't want to celebrate one more birthday away from you. You promised you would be here.

Three days without answering messages, you don't answer my calls, you promised you would come home tonight.

You promised I'd have the best birthday ever, but you're not here. I don't want to distrust your word, I don't want this feeling.

I stirred once again on the already uncomfortable couch, you're not coming. Enough time had passed, maybe it was time for me to resign myself, it's not like you can throw away all your responsibilities with the group and come here in the middle of your promotions.

I am fully aware that even if you promised you would, it was not in your hands what schedule you would be given.

11:50 p.m.

I sighed as I took another glance at the clock, nothing separated us from the big hour. You promised to be first this time.

My heart was filling with sadness as I remembered all your promises, I didn't want this. I didn't want to blame you and I didn't want to remember everything we had said, but it was there. It is unforgettable.

I tried to distract my mind, to not think about the time anymore, to not think about the date but I found it impossible. I left my place on the couch to head for the kitchen. With blurred vision I began to clear the table, put away the food and put away the nice cake I had obtained hours ago from a nice bakery near home.

In my pants pocket my cell phone vibrated insistently, I stopped what I was doing to answer the call.

—¡HAPPY BIRTHDAY!—. The collective shout of 6 voices attacked me the second I answered, then everything turned into an endless mix of words and speeches that I was not able to understand.

—Thank you guys, I really appreciate it, you have been the first this year—. I answered without much encouragement.

—The first? But what about hyu...? Oh that hurt—. Niki had started to speak, but was interrupted.

—Shut up, you always talk too much—. I could make out Sunoo's voice in the background.

I sighed.

—Again thank you guys so much, I really appreciate it, I've missed you guys so much, I hope to see you soon... I have to hang up, it's time for me to go to bed—.

—But you can't... Ah stop it—. Niki was interrupted again.

—Okay, have a good rest. We miss you so much and hope we can celebrate with you next time, as soon as we are free we will take you for a date—.

I laughed at Jungwon's words, I knew it wouldn't be like that, Jay was not one of those people who enjoyed a date surrounded by the members. After saying goodbye and thanking the guys once again I ended the call and continued what I was doing.

12:20 a.m.

The cell phone screen lit up at the slight movement I caused to the table showing me on it the time once again.

He still hadn't called. Maybe he had forgotten, he hadn't even been with the guys when they congratulated me. I stared at the pretty cake, a waste of dessert that was not to be. I placed the little candle and lit it and in the saddest way I had ever experienced I began to intone in a whisper the most depressing "happy birthday".

I was about to blow out the candle when I felt two strong arms around me, I panicked so I jumped up trying to get away.

Who had entered the apartment? And how come I didn't hear it?

—Careful baby, you can hurt yourself—. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was here. He really had come.

—Jay... How?—.

—It was hard, I didn't think I was going to make it... The guys helped me get out, I couldn't let you down—. He came up to me to wrap me in a hug again.— Happy birthday, babe—. He kissed my forehead and pulled me tighter to his chest, my tears were soon flowing, he had kept his word, he was really here.

—Thank you Jongseong, you are everything to me, I love you so much—. Jay caressed my hair while slowly and in a low tone he started to sing again the traditional chant in his style, while he made us dance slowly in the small kitchen.

—I know I almost failed you, it wouldn't be the first time... But I ask you to please never forget how much I loved you, I would move heaven, sea and earth to come back to you—.

I nodded without looking at him, I didn't need that. Maybe I had doubted, but still I always had my faith and hope in him, I loved him very much and I knew he always gave his all not to harm me, not to fail me.