bedless

UNEDITED.

"Why the fuck am I falling apart?"

Y/N clutched tightly to the bedsheets as she wakes up from another nightmare. Her eyes still red from crying last night, she grabbed the mirror on her bedside table. She looked at herself, tracing the various imperfections on her face. The large visible bruise on her forehead was the only imperfection she dreaded the most.

[ joshua dun x reader one-shot ]