‼️DISCOUNTINUED: SIREN: a yeonbin ff

chapter 28 [M]?

TW!
MENTIONS OF HOMOHOBIA, ABUSE, ASSAULT, AND SUICIDE
                                             
                                                           ~ ੈ✩‧₊˚~.

In the last few days have been toture for Yeonjun. The siren was exhausted, had bags under his eyes, and skin tinited slightly with a gross shade of blue-ish purple. Usually, he loved the charming shades of keratine blue mixed with the luscious shade of violets, but today, it really stung.

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Yeonjun Dating Haru Flashback~

"Happy.. 2nd anniversary!!" haru shouted excitedly while grabbing yeonjuns waist and tugging him into a hug.

"EeeEe! happy anniversary!" yeonjun squeeled in delight, wrapping his arms around  in response to the warm embrace.

"annnddd, guess what!" haru chuckled as he backed away from the hug. "what babe?" yeonjun questioned.

"Suuuprise!" haru yelled and heard yeonjun sqeak in suprise and joy.

"Blue Hyacinths and Violets, my favorite!" he grinned from ear to ear. "they're fucking gorgeous" he breathed, inhaling the comforting scent the flowers.

"you like them?" the latter asked hopefully. "I love them, thier beautiful" he said, smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. "not more beautiful than you.." yeonjun mumbeld quietly. How could he deserve such a loving boyfriend?

Haru stared blanky at the happy boy for a good minute before pulling the, into a heated and sloppy kiss.

"Haru, wai-" yeonjun started but got cut off by a pair of harsh lips crashing on to his. "haru I-" he said between kisses, but ended up submitting to the taste of Harus rough lips.

Moaning out his name, Yeonjun began panting for breath as he held onto the mans cheeks, feeling a rough sutbble on his jawline and chin. It seems like he hasn't shabed in a while, yeonjun thought as he let out another wet moan.

He felt Haru's slimy wet tounge brush against his bottom lip, making him let out a gasp. This granted perfect access for Haru's tounge to slide in smoothly.

Moaning rather loudly now, He heard Haru's grunts slipping from his mouth. His tounge was wild in Yeonjuns mouth, swirling around the swamped pink cavern.

"I love you so much.." yeonjun mumbled while making out with Haru, but never got a response.

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Present time~

Yeonjun stared at the polaroid of them together. The longer he stared at it, the more he realized how.. drained he looked.

His cheeks were pale, his eyes looks worried, and the smile he had plasterd on his face looked artificial, not like the ones he had with Soobin at all.

His lips curved upwards in a strange manner, and didn't complement his cheek bones. His eyes looked dull and frantic, like he was exhaand wanted to get out of there.

He blinked at the photo. It was slowly fading its color from its years of being in the salty waters. The more Yeonjun stared at it, the more angerd he felt. He was so happy then, but at the same time looked like a mannequin, fake and lifeless.

It scared him to see how blank his eyes looked, how the circles under his eyes matched the grayish tone of his lips, chapped and cold. He hated how messy his hair was, it looks uncombed and dead, like he hadn't washed it in days.