𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 [jonggi]

fifteen

wooyoung

When I was younger, I used to spend my Christmas Eve in a smelly hospital room, the inside didn't look much better. The walls were stained with a bland layer of emptiness, at least that's what it looked like when I didn't come to visit him.

- He was waiting for you.

That's what the nurses told me whenever I had the opportunity to free myself to come and keep him company. And as soon as I walked in his door, the heavy atmosphere was chased away by his happy smile that repainted all the bad things that had the gift of being visible.

We had known each other at the end of elementary school, just before his lungs became too big for him to handle in his everyday life.

I was the only boy with whom the current had flowed wonderfully. We had always talked together until the last minute of authorized visits before I left, promising to come back as soon as possible.

He always agreed that he'd wait for me.

But I was daily afraid that he would leave without me, and today is not an exception.

My shadow is lost on the paths near the river that criss-crosses Seoul. I allow myself a walk, a time of respite to exhale the bad things of the year before inhaling a new breath of air that will help me stay the course until next year. It's an old habit I've had since our first Christmas together.

My hands sink into the bottom of my pockets while my gaze is directed towards the surprisingly clear sky. A first in years, like last night when we weren't alone. It was warmly noisy and drunk. Fun and careless, because in the end, everyone found happiness in someone's arms or bed. For once, our dining room was at its maximum capacity, the pizza boxes had doubled and the beer supply remained depleted. It was a first, a first that almost sounded like a last.

A sigh carelessly passed my lips as I let a white cloud fly before I turned my head to the right where a pair of legs with familiar shoes protruded vulgarly.

I approached silently, discovering little by little the identity of the person I had already hypothesized about. My heart compressed a little more than it already was as I watched salty waterfalls leak from his closed eyes. I pulled off my jacket and placed it on his frozen body.

Surprised, he opened his eyelids before his bruised pupils collided with mine.

He straightened up and offered me a place at his side.

- Don't dry your tears to cry a few seconds later, wait until you've emptied everything," I advised, tilting my head back and closing my eyes.

I didn't like to be in the company of anyone on the twenty-fifth night because that was the time when I was most likely to be overcome by the rivers of grief that had been eating me up for far too long.

But knowing that I was no longer the only one in this same situation made me put aside this rule that had been independently established.

- So let yours flow with mine," he murmured, laying his head on my shoulder.

---------

The continuation that completes the previous chapter :)

I published a new FF with wooyoung !! Feel free to read :)

I hope you like it, see you soon <3