“Will you love me tomorrow?”
“Promise me that.”
Jongin writes him a note to hold him to their promise, “My name is Jongin. I’m the writer who lives next door. See you tomorrow, hyung. Don’t forget!” Kyungsoo laughs at the exclamation mark and Jongin punches his shoulder and they roll together, under the covers, over a slight slope of hope. Kyungsoo figures then that lies are also what pieces Jongin together, so maybe he can lie a little. // Anterograde Tomorrow
I just finished reading this. I’m a crying ball of incoherent mess. I will remember this line forever.
i’m so thankful i read this. thank you so much. so many talented writers. thank you so much T^T it’s so beautiful. thank yoouuu… *sorry T^T can’t explain how i feel. just, thank you!!!*