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come back to me - taegyu

Beomgyu's giggles were the only sound in the otherwise empty apartment.

"Can we cuddle once without you trying to tickle me to death Kang?" he said with a playful glare.

"What would be the fun in that my love?" the younger answered with a smirk, resuming his little torture and filling the space with the two boys' cheerful laughter.

A dry sob escaped Beomgyu's mouth.

He had no more tears to cry.

Everything hurt.

He was sitting in the middle of their once cozy living room. Sitting in the middle of the cold dark room, on the ground and sobbing his heart out.

Re-watching their old pictures. Recalling their memories. Remembering his face.

A fresh wave of tears came back once he picked one of the pictures up.

They were at the beach, Taehyun was holding him up in his arms tightly ready to dunk him into the cold sea water.

As much as he remembers squealing their faces were lit up by big bright smiles.

The tears found their way back onto his already puffy red cheeks.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Taehyun please—"

"Beomgyu."

Taehyun sighed and stood up, "I said, drop it."

"Drop it?" the older boy said, incredulous. "Taehyun, this is your health we are talking about!"

"And I am perfectly fine, the results are probably wrong."

"Taehyun..." Beomgyu was looking at the younger with wide eyes.

The blond was staring lifelessly down at the floor.

Beomgyu stood up and hugged the other's waist tightly, burrowing his face into his neck and inhaling his calming scent.

Taehyun put his arms around his boyfriend and squeezed him tighter to his chest.

"We're going to be okay, I promise."

Nothing was okay.

No one was okay.

Taehyun ended up fighting for his life in a hospital bed, but he didn't win the fight.

Beomgyu ended up shattered, fighting to keep holding onto Taehyun's body, but he didn't win his fight either.

The memories of that exact moment make his body shake uncontrollably.

The tears seem to be falling down faster.

His beating heart hurt more and more with each thought.

His right hand clutches his chest tightly hoping to release some of the pain he is feeling but to no avail.

Beomgyu was holding Taehyun's fragile hand tightly.

"How are you feeling today?" he asked softly.

Taehyun sent him a small, weak smile.

"I'm Kang Taehyun," he said weakly with a stupid smirk on his now pale face.

The older boy let out a teary laugh.

"Yeah, you are."

Beomgyu ended up spending the day in the hospital bed, tucked tightly into Taehyun's side.

They talked softly about everything and nothing at the same time, whispering soft I love you's every now and then.

Until that cursed moment.

The machine Taehyun was connected to started beeping, incessantly waking Beomgyu from his drowsy state.

The brunette sat up, whispering his lover's name.

But Taehyun was not moving.

The older got up and rushed to the door, calling loudly for a nurse before running back to the bed side and holding Taehyun's hand one again, calling his name.

His calls were drowned by the group of nurses and doctors rushing in and trying to take him away.

Beomgyu's ears were ringing, his vision was blurry.

He could only see Taehyun.

He wasn't moving.

His eyes weren't opening.

He...he wasn't breathing.

The moment the nurses started taking steps away from the bed, Beomgyu crumbled.

He threw himself onto Taehyun's unmoving body.

He screamed, wailed, cried, as loud as he could.

He called out for his lover to come back.

Until the nurses managed to take him away. Away from his own lifeline.

His cries were getting louder.

He tucked his face into his knees and rocked back and forth looking for some comfort.

He hoped that crying, wailing and calling for Taehyun the younger could hear him from his way to Heaven and he would turn around.

Turn around and come back to hold a Beomgyu again, to tickle him, to love and kiss him senseless.

But Taehyun didn't come back.

"Yah...K-Kang T-Taehyun...you n-never said goodbye..." he whispered brokenly into the emptiness of their apartment.

"You never said goodbye to me"

He squeezed his eyes shut.

"Does that mean you're coming back?"

He whimpered.

"Please come back...."