culpability { sunki }

5

Sunoo felt like shit. Rightfully so. 

He basically lost everything and everyone. As he walked outside with no destination, rain started to pour down harshly onto the man. "Are you fucking kidding me." Sunoo yelled to no one in particular, besides the rain.

He became overwhelmed with emotions as he ran to find shelter from the rain. 

He ran with two heavy ass suitcases until he stumbled across a bus stop. Sunoo rushed to find comfort away from the pouring raindrops that he felt was karma for all his wrong-doings. 

He finally sat on the bench and began to remember everything that occurred today.

He remembered how he watched all the light drain from his boyfriend's face as he looked into his eyes. He remembered how Heeseung had yelled at him. He remembered his heart falling to his ass when Heeseung decided he was no longer welcome in their house. He remembered how Heeseung's last words were "Fuck you, Kim Sunoo." Most importantly, he remembered that Heeseung was no longer his boyfriend, but his ex-boyfriend.

Sunoo thought back on how his best friends looked at him and spoke to him as if he was nothing but shit on the bottom of their shoe. And you know what he did? 

He cried, he cried and he cried some more. Not because he thought he was a victim or anything, no. He cried because he realized everyone he had ever loved beside his parents and sister, was gone and it was his own fault.

Unfortunately, he only had himself to blame. So as the rain came down even harder. He decided to get the fuck out of there. He called the last person that even gave a slight fuck about him. He pulled the phone to his ear and wiped his nose of the tears that had ran down his face.

"Riki? Could you come get me? I really need someone right now." Sunoo spoke gently into his cellular device, waiting on a response.

"Where are you? Send me your location, I'll be there in a minute." And with that said, Riki hung up with no further questions.

Sunoo quickly sent his location and tried to fix himself to at least look semi-decent. 

He sighed and watched the rain pour down the roof of the small bus stop. He wondered what he was gonna do with himself. He's never gotten a job, since Heeseung has always taken care of him ever since they graduated university. Now he is 24, jobless, homeless, friendless, and boyfriendless. 

Soon his mind was brought out of deep thought as he seen a black, sleek, luxury, car pull up in front of him. It had only been 5 minutes max, so he wondered how the taller was able to come so soon. Regardless, He was beyond grateful for the man. 

Riki didn't utter a word. Instead, he simply grabbed both suitcases and set them into his backseat. Sunoo watched in thankfulness because he was too exhausted mentally and physically to explain the situation he's been through. Riki quickly opened Sunoo's door before jogging over to the drivers seat. 

Still, nothing was said. It was as if Nishimura already knew what happened and chose not to pry... 

Sunoo appreciated it regardless and stared out the window watching the scenery fly past his eyes. All the crying wore the poor soul out and he was soon to fall asleep.

...

As they approached the Nishimura residence, Sunoo was woken by a soft shake on his shoulder. Sunoo simply looked over and nodded. 

He got out the vehicle and walked up the familiar entrance, Riki shortly behind. Riki opened the front door and walked up stairs to hand Sunoo a t-shirt and shorts.