𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬 | 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞

f o u r

months passed after wonwoo's 16th birthday and he's still locking himself inside his room only going out to eat, bath then get back inside his room.

chanyeol and baekhyun was getting worried of their son's behavior, wonwoo lost his interest in his studies and up to the point that the couple were done scolding and lecturing wonwoo to go to school they home schooled him.

wonwoo knowing that his soulmate's flowers were gray and almost turning to dust, chanyeol was really worried to the point that he cried in his sleep about it.

wonwoo was again in his room, chanyeol knocked twice softly then opened the door of wonwoo's bedroom.

"wonwoo?.... baby?"

the room was dark because wonwoo covered his window with the curtains.

the only light surrounded the room was from wonwoo's lamp on his bedside table, the small light illuminated the outline of wonwoo's now skinny body sitting on his bed facing the headbord of his bed head down looking at his wrist.

chanyeol walked towards wonwoo and engulfed him in a hug, his son not moving an inch in his embrace.

soon tears escaped chanyeol's eyes as he rocked wonwoo back and forth his sobs getting louder, wonwoo sat there silent and unmoving.

"baby i'm so sorry" he said to wonwoo, the boy just sighed and softly tapped his papa pulling away from the hug.

"it's not your fault that god gave me a soulmate who lost their life early papa" wonwoo said, his bloodshot eyes looking directly into chanyeol's eyes welled up with tears.

"but still, you wo-on't be seeing your soulmate"

wonwoo smiled, a tear crept down his cheek as he did.

"today i accepted the truth that i will not ever see him or her, but can we at least know who is my soulmate or... "

"who was my soulmate?"