𝗕𝗔𝗕𝗬'𝗦 𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘 ♡

DANISH SWEETHEART

NOW I LAY AS I STUDY A
BLANK WALL, WOULD YOU
SPARE ME YOUR VOICE IF
I CALL?

"WHAT  HAPPENED  to you?! you never had these stupid B and C's in Linguistics! were you not studying enough?! I know damn well you've been skipping cram school because you're always out late at night!"  Father  croaked; There was venom tinted in his voice. Eyes narrowed and it looked like he was mocking you, All for what? because [M.N] couldn't surpass what he wanted him to achieve — Yet he stood there like an angry God in front of the flimsy and powerless boy.

Mother wasn't a reliable person either; She just stood there like your sleep paralysis demon, eyeing you with neither guilt, anger or any emotions at all. She didn't hesitate but to ignore [M.N]'s pleading woes clearly lament on his face, as the remarks of what you called an excuse of a Father ate it's way to drop you're already shit self-esteem.

An hour. It took him an hour to finally shut up, [M.N] was still glued to the couch, stiff but alas; He sough, eyes already heavy and tired from endless ruckus and shitty tantrums Father caused him. Mother, too — sighed, giving you one stoic, impassive look before heading to both her and Father's room.

[M.N] was left alone in the cold living room, the anxiety that overwhelmed him had already climaxed and now he's currently experiencing the aftermath of another shitty episode of hyperventilation and not being able to breathe accurately. When he stood up, his head felt light as a feather, and his legs were wobbly; Eyes already blurred with tears scorching hot tears sliding past his cheekbones.

The clock read 12:34

as if [M.N] would careless, he let the tears and the overwhelming pressure of his emotions transcend, next thing he knew — he swiftly grabbed his phone, and escaped through the backdoor. He knows damn well, that person might be busy but he still grasped the opportunity to finally contact his number.

The soft sound of the phone ringing came unfold. The wind softly brushed [M.N]'s quivering form as he stood at the end of the street, the road was quiet and the only thing lit up was the streetlights and the convenience store that's open 24/7.

. . .

Jonggun's face turned sour, he was in the middle of patrolling inside Moon High School like the usual, but his narked face soon relaxed when he sees the unknown number clattered on his screen, he assumed it was definitely one of those scam calls about his computer having a virus when in fact he doesn't use computers that often. A disturbed sigh came out of his mouth as he answered the call

But it was different this time. He heard series of sniffles and a lonesome voice of a special someone ring on the other side of the phone.

"G..Gun?"  He murmured, it soon finally sunk to Jonggun that it was [M.N] — poor little [M.N], but why would he contact him?

"What happened?"  Gun remained calm as he replied to the measly little thing, only to met with a soft woes of despair and little cries, it ruptured Gun's soul and heart, to hear the boy he - oh so loved, suffering.

"I'm sorry, I... I uh. I don't know what c-came to me, I was just gonna go out to take a breather but I found myself calling your number.."  [M.N] embarrassedly spoke, but it's a lie. He's aware that he called Gun, But for some reason, he doesn't have an answer as to why him? out of all people. Was it because he doesn't want to bother his friends? Definitely not. The answer to that was because, He yearned for Jonggun's assurance and comfort. He's willing to let Gun see this miserable side of him because of his denying love for him.

"Where are you at right now?"  Jonggun spouted and before he knew it, his feet is already sprinting out of Moon High to down street. Screw this boring, shit patrol, his soon-to-be boyfriend comes first.

"Ah... I'm at the convenience store a few walks to my house.."  [M.N] sniffled.

"Alright. Just stay there, I'll come get you in 3 minutes."  Gun gently uttered, turning the call off and dragging the phone in his pockets. He's midway to the so called convenience store [M.N] stopped by, the shuffling of the wind and speed of his running messed with his hair, it wasn't tidy anymore but the tidiness of his hair was somewhat alluring and handsome. It matched his intimidating look.

The moment Jonggun stopped at the parking space, he spotted the lone wolf amidst the dark gloomy breeze. The only thing light was the flickering streetlight, barely hanging over on a thread. A short series of sniffling became familiar to Jonggun as he walked directly to where the poor little boy's freezing form stood at. The soft clicking of his shoes made it obvious and [M.N] noticed it, turning his head to his back.

Face wet with tears and sweat, Cheekbones flushed like he's an apple, eyes red and swollen with the amount of crying he had just endured, his wet eyelashes on fleek and his messy fluffy hair made him quite the sight to look at; An eye with an aura of omniscience, with loveliness drawn all over his pretty face; Amour. With his structure like constructed by Apollo itself with the help of Goddess — Aphrodite, drew her meticulous art over this pretty boys face like he's Psyche's long lost Son, so beautiful that even the word beauty couldn't describe it.

A chill filled every crevice of Jonggun's body as he stared at the beauty amongst the blue light. [M.N] awkwardly scratched the back of his neck as he stared at the older Man in front of him.

"I'm sorry.."  He said.

Jonggun was in disbelief once again.

"For what? for causing me ruckus? it's reasonable."  He replied. And [M.N] tilted his head in confusion.

"your excuse."  Jonggun cleared, and that made it [M.N] more confused.

"Was it really reasonable though? I feel like I'm pushing my burdens to you. And if you feel like it's too hard to manage, you can always leave me."  [M.N] muttered.

"tsk. No matter what you try to convince me I'm not going."

"I just don't want to see you suffer."  Jonggun added.

Earning an even more fluttered look from the other Male. Eyes wide and cheeks bloomed with red tint like he's ought to burst like a Volcano on its peek. And Gun couldn't help but smirk at the sight.