Redamancy: The WenZhou/JunZhe Series

Rewrite The Stars Alternative Oneshot: Until Dawn (WenZhou)

Plot:

What would have happened if Wen Ke Xing and Zhou Zi Shu could really re-write the stars?

Alternative oneshot for "Re-write The Stars".

3rd Person's POV:

The day that Zhou Zi Shu lost the love of his life, a part of him died. He was no longer that much of an optimist, barely eating, mostly spending his time in the confinement of his own home.

Losing his lover added more salt to his wounds every single time, his heart was breaking piece by piece as each day passes by, he felt as if people's words of "good thing he's gone, or the evil has been sacrificed" were more like 7 nails of torment spearing and being place on his body more specifically on the place where you could touch his heart.

Written on all over his skin like stone were the scars that was left behind by those who are blinded by greed and fake monstrosities, never leaving him. As he lays himself to sleep, tears soaked within the sockets of his eyes, like running water flowing from within the well of pain and misery.

Running through his veins were his blood mixed with passion, as he remembered when his lover and himself made a bond. a compact. a commitment. and a promise.

The promise of never leaving the other until death does them part, matched with the taste of pleasure and completeness bounded by a kiss only they knew of and sealed with great intimacy whose rhythm and pattern only they knew close to heart.

One stale morning, Zhou couldn't take the pain anymore, so he got Wen's dagger and held it aiming at the part where it aches the most... his core, his soul, the chambers of happiness... his heart.

He slowly ripped his skirt open and felt the icy cold contact of the blade to his skin, as he slowly planned on punctuating and grazing himself with the initials of his lover deep within, as he began to engrave the initials of "WKX", he felt someone's presence near the door, as the lock began to open, and the footsteps rushing in towards him.

He heard a familiar voice calling out his name and slowly he looked up and was surprised to see his grace. His lover all dressed in a robe which had patterns of the flowers that grew within the walls of their garden, as he dropped the dagger towards the floor and felt strong arms caress his cheeks, slowly wiping out the salty tears that were made.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing and immediately went in and attacked his lips, not caring about the slight pain on his chest and savoring the taste of liquor, love, and pride as their tongues began to dance within the music of their own heartbeats, in sync and encapsulating every aspect of what they meant to one another, never letting go, and plunging into the sensation deeper and deeper.

After the affair, they managed to lay off and regain their energies as the man holding him tightly began to tell his tale. As he was about to be buried he felt as if his eyes were open and his spirit renewed, so he sought for the assistance of the ones that were tasked to bury him 6ft below.

He paid them some silver and saw the desperation in their eyes, they showed no fear and just got taken aback by surprise. 

He got revenge on those who had wronged him and his partner as he killed them off one by one, blood by blood.

Sooner or later, he got back towards the place where he truly belonged, in the arms of his lover, to have and to hold until the end of dawn.

End.

Note: 

Hi!

I hope you enjoyed the alternative version for "Rewrite The Stars" originally I didn't want to include the element of character death, but I had to take make the oneshot have more feels and substance to it.

I really love all of you and thank you for the support!!