Turn back time | Yeonbin (PAUSED)

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"Dear Yeonjun, how are you? I'm sorry I broke our promise, I'm sorry I'm not by your side anymore, I hope you're not to angry with me for it. I loved the time we shared together, during our moments you've helped me discover who I am, what it truly means to be alive, what love is. You brought the word Love it's meaning. I wish I could share that with you longer, and even though I'm not with you by the time you see this, I hope you can still feel my love and know it's there with you where ever you go. I wish I told you I loved you sooner. I'm sad I know I can no longer take care of you like we had planned, but I hope whoever you're with now is doing a better job in my place. I hope you feel free and get to laugh and run everyday just like you do now. I hope one day I can see that smile on your face again, maybe one day, our hands will lock once more and then you'll know you're never alone. Then you'll know how I love you. Though I broke the promise of physically being with you, know that the promise I made of always staying by your side is true. I wish I had another chance to speak with you again, but this will be the last time you see me. I hope your pain will ease quickly, I know our friends will take good care of and you're strong enough to get through anything. Still I worry about you though. I would put more into this letter, but I can hear you calling me to hurry. Well you from seven years ago seeing this is your future self reading. Take care of yourself Junnie, until we meet again.

   -You're Love, Soobin.

Yeonjun was no longer sitting with the group, he just couldn't bring himself to read the letter out loud. So instead he had moved away, on the opposite side of the orange tree and now towards the edge of the cliff.  He hugged his knees into his chest as he read over each line so slowly. His whole body was shaking, especially the hand that the note was locked in. His other hand covered his mouth as his sobs were becoming yelps of gasping for air. His tears left permanent burns on the side of his cheeks, staining both them and his eyes red. He now knew the night of Soobins accident, was no longer an accident. The boy had intentionally took his life, all this time Yeonjun had believed that wasn't true. He believed Soobin would never do such a thing but this letter just revealed to him the truth, after a whole seven years of unknowing.

All the pain, confusion, heartache, and suffering, was back, washing over him and consuming him whole. His bottom lip quivered out as his eyes shut tightly, trying to hold back the rest of his sobs, he didn't want to cry in front of the others. However it was truthful no use. His throat became so tight and hot along with his heart that he could feel pulsing and throbbing with in his own chest. He couldn't breath no matter how hard he desperately tried.

The other three didn't know what was written on the letter, but they didn't have to in order to feel the same amount of pain from seeing their old friend in such a state. Everyone was once watching him in a state of unknowing what to do but after a moment they simply lowered their heads in grief. Yeonjuns loud begging cries rung throughout each of their ears however no one knew how to react.

Beomgyu took in a deep breath and made a fist by his side. Though tears were now forming on his own eyes he stood up the best he could to comfort the weakened boy. He didn't say anything nor did he call out to his name, but rather he took his seat next to Yeonjun and very gently rubbed his hand up and down his quivering back.

Yeonjun eyes were still shut tightly, but now he threw himself out into Beomgyus arms. The letter slipped lose out of his hand and blew away with the wind but he was to in pain to grab it, even knowing that was the last thing he would now have of his first love.

Yeonjuns head was faced down in Beomgyus lap. The four of them shared the same tears accept Yeonjun was still the only one who couldn't catch his breath. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn't seem to find it. It had been stolen away, and flew with the wind just as the note did.