Beomjun | A Hanahaki Story
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Blood Painted Flowers.
In which Beomgyu has come to terms with his disease, not knowing someone is already there to save him.
All the boy wanted was to wither away and escape this pain ─ because sometimes de...
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Ch. 009 —
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[Beomgyu.]
There is a four day weekend off from school and I'm not even looking forward to it. It's been 3 weeks since all this began and 3 weeks of never ending pain. At least I won't have to see Taehyun for the time being. Maybe that will help me.
I don't even remember the last time I felt nothing. Yes, nothing, because feeling nothing is always better than feeling like shit.
Yeonjun had showed up at my house late Thursday afternoon, asking me to come over. Of course I said yes. Was I using him as a distraction? I'm not sure...but what I do know is that being with him helps my poor, broken heart. He makes me feel full again.
We drive over to his apartment where he lives on his own, watching movies and eating all the snacks we could possibly wish for. Maybe having this four day weekend isn't so bad after all. Especially when I get to spend it with my best friend.
By the 3rd movie I can barely keep my eyes open anymore. I end up falling asleep on Yeonjun's shoulder, drifting away peacefully for once. Not once did I even think about my condition the whole night. And that's a record.
Yeonjun had wrapped an arm around me a little before I was out, asking if I was comfortable. I nodded and was out within the next minute. I really am comfortable with him, otherwise sleep would have never come so easily.
I have a dreamless sleep, something I've longed for these past few weeks. I'm sick and tired of having the repeated nightmares of him with someone else. Especially now when I'd rather have dreams of Yeonjun and I because those are the moments where I feel the most real. He makes me feel pain free.
