Choi Yeonwoo woke up to grunts and rasping. The antidepressant drugs and sleeping pills still burned in his bloodstream. His eyes were hazy, droopy like a mist was over them. He slowly lifted his weak body up to search for the origin of the sound. N...
So I won't rant about why I haven't been updating so I just made memes instead
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They had a small problem.
There was no food.
No money to their name either.
Well, maybe it's a big problem, thought Yoohan.
He wasn't the only one that thought about the problem that they had encountered. Yeonwoo had been pacing in front of the car that had been the victim of their grand theft auto for the last ten minutes. This while the probe has been leaning against the hood, his long giraffe legs stretched out. Like a hawk, Yoohan's head followed every step his boyfriend took. No, he can't keep doing this, if his mono keeps pacing his neck would be completely ripped, the probe thought for himself.
"Yeonwoo-ah, my beautiful Yeonwoo must you keep pacing?" a honey-dipped voice said, trying not to stress or make the mono agitated.
At this, the pacing man stopped dead in his track and looked at the owner of the voice. As Yeonwoo turned his neck the wind lifted his hair, making the stripes of ebony float. The eyes of mono were filled with hunger and not the type that Yoohan personally liked. To make the scene before Yoohan was even more dramatic, there were waves in the background and a splashing sound.
They still hadn't left the beach but they were getting ready to leave. The only thing left to do was to actually decide on where to go and how to solve the lack of food.
"Sorry", said the mono, looking down. "It is just that we have come so far, we have been chased and shot at. But the thing dragging us down now, is food".
Yoohan pushed off the hood and walked forward, only to lock his boyfriend in a tight embrace. It was suffocating but the action dripped with love. Being held by his boyfriend would always be like heaven for the mono. He could smell Yoohan's scent, a damp forest, everywhere and the warmth he absorbed lit up his soul. Nothing would make him give this up.
Yeonwoo looked up with his doe-eyes and was greeted with a face he so much likes to see. Ever since the first night at the beach, the probe never put on his face mask again. This meant that a specific someone had been memorizing the lips and nose of his boyfriend. The same person had experienced colors for the longest period of time ever.
