sin𝙽𝙰rs - nct, nahyuck

𝙽𝙰 - 7 - 𝙽𝙰

jaemin had walked out of his house.

he couldn't sleep.

today was the anniversary of his parent's death.

they had left him 2 years ago.

jaemin had been alone for two years.

alone with his miserable life.

alone with his secrets.

alone with his fears.

alone.

it was 12:12 a.m.

and jaemin was outside.

he was dragging feet in the dangerous streets of his district, pouring his heart out in his crying session.

he may be a grown-up boy, but he missed his parents.

he missed the sweet words his mother would tell him before going to bed.

he missed the comfortable aura that his father would radiate whenever he was around.

he missed those times where they would assure that jaemin was a good guy.

he missed those times they assured him he would have an angel even if they knew that a demon would appear on jaemin's 18th birthday...

he just missed them.

jaemin was vulnerable at the moment.

he was heartbroken.

his head was spinning.

he felt nauseous.

nothing was going right.

but he didn't care.

in those times, he just wanted to end his life.

he just wished to be dead.

to be with his parents.

it wasn't worth living in such a horrible world anyway.

jaemin leaned against a lamp post, crying harder than before.

tears cascaded on his cheeks as he had his eyes shut tight, trying to ignore the pain he was inflicting himself.

jaemin allowed a hand to slide up his own body, reaching his neck.

he felt the cold metal of his necklace against his fingers.

the boy pulled the necklace out of his shirt, looking at the beautiful golden piece.

it was one of his mother's.

the only one he hadn't sold to buy himself a decent place to live.

it was a golden one, maybe made of real gold? it screamed luxury...

there was no doubt, it was the most expensive of all of his mother's necklaces.

but it was her favourite. his father had gifted it to her.

and jaemin couldn't allow himself to sell it.

he kept it under his clothes day and night, to have a part of them with him.