flicker oneshots.

Bird.

Bird.

Part 1: bird

Part 2: pain can spread

Part 3: alive

Angst 

Seungho

TWs

Suicide

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SEUNGHO

   I have always wanted to know how it feels to fly. And here I am. Sitting, at the edge of an apartment rooftop in NYC. It was all nice and peaceful. I chose night to do this. It just feels better, and more peaceful. The city lights were blinding my eyes. But I didn't care. At all. It was nice, to be honest. The view was so perfect. It's so peaceful. All my other friends say doing this is dangerous. And they're right. But they're just a bunch of scaredy-cats. They don't know shit! It's so peaceful up here. I hope they understand why. Otherwise, that right there is a faker. It was cold. No, it was freezing. It's literally 1 am. But like.. the view up here is immaculate. I can see cars, but not a lot since it's fucking 1 in the morning. I can see restaurants and all the bright colorful city lights. Plus the dark sky and dark setting made it so much better. I always loved views like this. It gives me that vibe. 

   As a child, things weren't so rough. My mom would always take me out to eat at my favorite restaurants. I loved Korean bbq or hot pot. The food was absolutely amazing. And on rainy days my mom would also let me play in the rain. But I only just sat at the pond near my house and watch the animals in the water swim. There were a lot of trees. And I loved the sighting. Sometimes I would draw out there. Sometimes I would lay in the rain. Obviously, I would be soaked in water. But I would just take showers. And my mom wasn't even mad a single bit. She was pretty chill. Best mom to me. I would get what I wanted. But I wasn't spoiled, so I helped her out with things. I knew how much stress my mom went through. School was also stressful for me. So many tests and projects, and work we had to do. At least I was able to see my friends and make good memories with them. 

Flashback

"Haha! Tag! You're it!" Reza screamed in excitement and joy. "Oh you little shit I'm coming bitch!" Mateo chuckled trying to tag Reza. "AAAAAA HELP" I laughed as Miguel came across. "Yo can I joi- OW" Reza crashed into Miguel and accidentally fell on each other. Both flushed. "Ight love birds are you done!?" I chuckled. "SEUNGHO SHUT UP," Reza screamed. "GET THE FUCK OFF ME," "SORRY" Reza climbed off of him and both were still flushed and embarrassed. "I'm not sure what I just witnessed but that was fuckin amazing I think there's a new ship sailing," Mateo teased. "FUCK. YOU TOO?" 

Oh right. That time I was playing tag with Reza, Miguel, and Mateo. Yeah, that was crazy. Reza fell on top of Miguel. It was hilarious. Both very embarrassed but still cool with it. I wish I could make more memories like that. Where I was all happy and stuff. But now, I'm just sitting here on the edge of a building. I stood up and looked at how far down it is. Obviously pretty high. I'm on the rooftop of a 24-story apartment. I sat back down on the very edge, waiting. I smiled. 

Ding!

Oh? A message? 

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket. Reza.

Reza —

Seungho.

1:34 am

Seungho —

whats up

1:34 am

Reza — 

what are you doing.

on a rooftop.

alone.

at 1 in the morning.

1:34 am

Seungho —

chilling 

1:34 am

Reza — 

Sir go to sleep

1:35 am

Seungho —

No

1:35 am

Reza —

ik something is up. I can see you from my window 

youre sitting on the fucking edge

very close to falling

1:35 am

Seungho —

hmm

1:35 am

Reza —

.

seungho.

please. no.

1:36 am

Seungho — 

What if i told you

i always wanted to fly high

like a bird in the sky

1:36 am

Reza — 

seungho. No. dont.

please.

1:36 am

Seungho —

im sorry

1:37 am

I shut off my phone. I could hear all the notifications coming from my phone. It was blaring. I can see Reza staring at me through his apartment window.  He opens it. 

"SEUNGHO. TURN BACK. PLEASE"

His words were muffled because of how far we were. I could still hear him though. It echoed and rang through my head. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket.

Seungho —

you may wanna look away

im sorry

you were a great friend 

come pick my stuff up, its all yours

1:39 am

I turned off my phone and set it on the rooftop floor, took my black jacket off, and set it on the railing. Now I'm just wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans. The red would stain the T-shirt but that's okay. I turned around. Leaned back, and fell. 

Thump.

As my head hit the ground I felt a sharp pain. Too bad my death wasn't instant. Would've suffered less. I feel my blood oozing out and I can hear sirens in the far distance. 

I finally knew what it was like to fly.

And mostly importantly I'm finally free.

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