To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
“Can u please do a “Kai y/n” smut where you’re both mad at eachother he sneaks in your room at night to fuck you ;) you’re half asleep when you feel him touching you / eating you out :) lol at first the reader is like Kai what are you doinnnng… But wait this feels so good don’t stop. PLEASEEEE <3″