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Thirteen Letters

pairing: Lee know x Han

genre: angst. war!au

summary: set against the backdrop of a brutal war, Thirteen Letters follows Minho and Jisung, two soldiers and best friends stationed on opposite fronts. Through weekly letters, they cling to each other for comfort, sharing their fears, grief, and unspoken feelings.

note: this is my first time writing fanfiction in a long while. English isn’t my first language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes. I’m doing my best!! 🫶🏼 I’m publishing the first chapter to see if it’s worth continuing and I’d really appreciate any feedback or suggestions for improvement. Hope you enjoy it! xx

The rain tapping gently on the roof of the small hut was almost soothing. The air, still heavy with the stench of blood and gunpowder was beginning to clear. In the distance, beneath the occasional crack of gunfire and the distant shouts of soldiers, the low rumble of an approaching storm could be heard.

Minho sat hunched over a wooden table, his brows drawn together in quiet concentration. His eyes stayed fixed on the blank sheet of paper before him. For the past hour, he had been trying to form the right words. anything that would be worthy of sending to his best friend, Jisung.

They had been deployed to different fronts, yet both were fighting for the same cause. Their homeland. The war with North korea had only begun two weeks ago, but it had already left scars on Minho’s soul. He couldn’t erase the images burned into his memory. soldiers falling in seconds, faces twisted in terror, bodies broken and lifeless. He had never witnessed such brutality before, and it had shaken him from the very first day.

With a long, weary sigh, he glanced up at the clock above the table. Half past seven. Evening shadows were settling in. ,, Why is this so hard? “ he whispered, rubbing his hands over his tired face. After a long pause, something inside him clicked and finally, the words began began to come.

“ Jisung,

I don’t even know where to start. These past two weeks have drained me in ways.. I never thought is possible. There’s so much blood, so many bodies.. No one prepared us for this.

It’s horrifying. I just want it to stop.

I’ve met couple of new guys. Changbin and Chan. You’d like them. Changbin’s short, maybe even shorter than you, if that’s possible, and Chan has got this quiet optimism that somehow survives. Even here. They’re good people. Do you have anyone like that where you are?

I tried out a new weapon today. It went well, I guess. This place is wearing me down. The screaming, the blood.. I can’t sleep without waking up drenched in fear. I’m angry, really angry. I’m angry they split us up. We should’ve been together. Maybe then, this wouldn’t feel so unbearable.

Write to me soon. Just hearing from you helps more than you know. Take care of yourself.

Your Minho “