➷ AOUAD SHIPS➹

➷LCS × YGN➹

Requested by I forgot who it is

◖Lee Cheongsan × Yoon Gwinam◗ 　
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Gen • Angst? Idk what I'd call this.
Warns / kinks • self harm, slight toxic/ yandere relationship, mention of suicide, mention of necrophilia and other dark stuffs.
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Third Person POV

Gwinam sighed while looking at the sky. It was a cold night with no stars visible. It was just blank, like an empty canvas waiting to be painted. He would never imagine himself being this sad and depressed. He didn't want to admit it though, he missed everyone. He missed bullying people, missed being in control of something even if he was the bullies’s gopher.

Cheongsan was all he had. He chuckled as he remembered how Cheongsan cried when he gouged one of his eyes out. How he kneeled in front his friend's corpses. At the time Gwinam was very twisted, he still is but he was way aggressive back then. He'd beat up a zombie for being too slow, he'd assault a dead zombie over and over again. Cheongsan became dependant on Gwinam and Gwinam knew.

He hated him. Who hated who? Both of them hated each other but counted on each other for survival. No one is left, foods supplies are running low. They were sick of eating rotting zombie corpses, humans are hard to come by now. They'd find some once in a while but most of them died out of starvation or committed suicide.

Gwinam stared at his companion, he called Cheongsan that but he likes Cheongsan. He didn't give up at least like other people who killed themself, Gwinam find them pathetic but dared to think about it sometimes himself.

Cheongsan simply stared back, chuckling lightly as he see his ... I don't know. We don't know. He didn't know what to call Gwinam to be honest. They'd jerk each other off sometimes, kiss sometimes, fight sometimes, push each other off buildings sometimes. They're not friends, Cheongsan hated him, he hated Cheongsan. It's more like a professional relationship.

Gwinam looked away to look over their school’s rooftop. A big and deep hole was there, ashes everywhere. Everyone they knew was there. They didn't think about it as much. Cursing on not being able to end their life until who knows when.

Gwinam tried committing suicide by cutting himself. He survived because he didn't know which part or vein to cut. He was glad but wasn't that he did. If he didn't he couldn't have seen and heard Cheongsan crying for him, begging him to not die and that he had no one left.

They don't talk about that incident often. Both not knowing what to say. They don't talk, both not realizing that they had been living entirely in silence. They do talk when they find humans or when they you know what to do it. They weren't gay but obviously both male weren't trying to get a dead zombie and fuck it right? Not like Gwinam found Cheongsan fucking a dead body one day when he went out to find food. Not at all.

Gwinam wanted to tell him it was disgusting and all but I mean he created him. How so? Cheongsan was a good kid, a normal one with decreasing sanity. Not having someone to talk to, no life, no sex. It was torture for both of them. Gwinam told Cheongsan to do and follow what he says. Cheongsan don't have any other options and went with this guy. Gwinam taught this young guy a lot of things. A lot of unnecessary things, a lot of brainwashing, a lot of drug intakes.

Now Cheongsan is just like Gwinam or even worse. He smokes, he fucks dead bodies, he take drugs, he walks out naked sometimes, he even beat up zombies for fun because he liked the grunting noises they make when he hit them. Obviously these two are crazy already but they were having fun. Ignoring the fact that they were both still kids that needs attention.

Enjoy what you can get I guess?

Cheongsan’s POV

What a lovely night. Gwinam was looking at me all day, this bastard probably like me. Narcissistic I know but hey- not like I'd reject him. I hate him. Like hate hate him. He killed my friends, I had nowhere to go. I am dependant on him.

I chuckled as I remembered him trying to kill himself that one night. What a pathetic bastard. Trying to leave me after he did bullshit on me. I'm not letting him go anywhere. If he had to die it'd be by me. I was happy he was hurting but he can't die. How much time had passed since I lost my eye again? And after that explosion. I swear time flies by so fast.

I walked over to Gwinam to maybe push him off the building or break his legs. Gwinam looked over to me and walked towards me. We were staring at each other. I smirked and laughed maniacally. We had this confrontation long ago, we'd looked at each other’s eyes but now there's only one to focus on.

Gwinam seemed to be creeped out and pushed me to the ground. This bastard really boils my blood sometimes but in a good way. I kicked his legs making him fell down. I can't help but kept on laughing. It was cute. So cute that I want to break his legs again and again to see it repeatedly.

I once told him that I liked him. He spits on the ground and flipped me off. I broke his arm and finger and it took him at least 4 days to fully recover but I broke it again and again for a month straight. It was fun watching him squirm. He never stops me too and that was fun. It makes me think about little puppies. It was too cute for me.

Gwinam’s POV

I don't know if I'm having a staring contest with this bastard but it ended with him laughing maniacally like he does every time we stopped to look at each other's face. It was frustrating. We can never get a serious conversation done. Not that we have anything serious to talk about anyways but it'd be nice to rant and not get laughed at. He thinks I am funny. What a jerk.

After we have fights we usually fuck so I'm waiting for him to push me off the rooftop for me to get angry and punch his face. Cheongsan have some issues with his anger level. He don't even have anger levels it goes straight to punch this bastard. I'm older than him but he never uses honorifics with me, not that I'm expecting it but I am.

I don't know if Cheongsan was already crazy but kept it hidden or I made him like this. He never wants me to leave alone or go anywhere without him. It's definitely an obsession but what was he so obsessed of? He told me he liked me and broke my arm for a month repeatedly. What love is this? Is it even love?

One thing that I miss after this apocalypse mess is porn. Not even lying right now, pornstars probably died out by now and the only porn I'd get is Cheongsan fucking a dead body. What a sick bastard but like he got some moves. We never did it but ofc jerked each other off sometimes. Sometimes as in 9 times a week or so.

Cheongsan is a crazy bastard but I like him. He was dependant on me and I am dependant on him. I loved him. I don't know what it was but that's what fun about it. Not knowing what it is was thrilling for us both.

Maybe we'd date someday. As a normal couple or friends. Impossible I know but who cares? I'll take porn magazines and give it to Cheongsan so he can jerk off of it like a normal man would. How do you end a sad story? Is it even sad if it's like this? I guess this is the end of the story but the author is giving me more lines. Stfu author let us rest. Goodbye

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Wasn't rushed but it's 12 am so pls understand my dumbass can't open my eyes properly rn 💀💀
What's your thought for this one? I suck at staying with the story idk how to write lololol.