You're the Reason the Sun Sets and the Moon Rises - Seongjoong

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Seonghwa felt sick to his stomach at the man who forced himself onto him at the train station. Why was he even here? Why did he think it would work out between them after what he had done?

He wasn't sure why, but all he could do was slap him across the face so hard that it drew attention.

"Fuck you! I don't want to hear your stupid excuses, and I surely do not want your disgusting kisses. Get out of my sight! Now!!!" He exclaimed, anger coiling in his stomach.

How did he expect to get away with this?

"What the hell! Aren't you glad I came back? Isn't your life some sort of joke to begin with? Be glad that I showed pity." Hyunsik rolled his eyes and leaned in to get another kiss.

Seonghwa was quick to dodge it, however. "Don't you dare come near me. I hate you so much, and nothing you say will change anything. I don't... I don't know you like I used to. You're someone not worthy of being alive. Go to hell!" With that, he sprinted home at the speed of light.

Tears clouded his vision, but he kept on running. In that moment, he didn't care if he was bumped over. All he could process was that burning ache, which he couldn't get rid of.

How could he?

...

For the rest of the day, he tried contacting Hongjoong but said male never replied. He suspected that he could've been sick again, but he knew that was not the case. Somehow he could sense something was wrong, but he didn't want to be nosy. He allowed his therapist to have some time to himself. Perhaps he was busy with a client and needed to pay extra attention to them.

The private hospital he worked for often had special needs patients, which most definitely had worse situations than himself, so Hongjoong had a lot of work to do. He understood, but still, it kind of hurt knowing that he wasn't Hongjoong's number one priority. Sure, it sounded selfish of him to hog Hongjoong all to himself, but that's what love does to a person. He just wanted him close and by his side.

He wanted him all to himself, and now he was alone.

I thought you said you'd take care of me. What happened to that promise?

With a sigh, he decided it would be best to talk to his friends about it instead.

-

Damsel in Distress

Me
Guys I saw Hyunsik today 😭
He even kissed me

Woo 🦊
WHAT?!!
THE BASTARD!

Yuyu 🐶
Oh no hyung 😥
Are you ok??
Where are you now?

Me
I'm at home
Couldn't bear coming in today
I don't feel right.
What do I do?

Woo 🦊
Can I kill him for you?
It'll benefit all of us if I do 💀🔪

Me
Woo...

Yuyu 🐶
Wooyoung killing is never the answer, and you know that 😑

Woo 🦊
But it'll feel so good

Yuyu 🐶
Good or not, it's still not the right option 😑
Anyway, Seonghwa hyung
Have you called Hongjoong hyung?

Woo 🦊
Yeah, he usually helps out a ton
Way better than me, apparently 🙃

Me
I tried... but he's not responding
I guess he's busy or something, so I won't pester him more than I already had

Woo 🦊
Ok, I see
Well, I'll be out of class soon, so I'll run over and buy you some treats
Will that be ok?

Me
It's more than enough
Thank you

Woo 🦊
No biggie 🙂

Yuyu 🐶
Buy him that chocolate crossaint
The jam one.... did some weird things last time

Woo 🦊
Ooh, I remember 💀

Me
Guys 😭

Yuyu 🐶
Sorry

Woo 🦊
Sorry 👉👈

-

Two days passed with no response from Hongjoong. He hadn't even replied to his good morning texts, but he was adamant that he'd been reading them.

Strange.

Something was wrong, and he wasn't sure if he was allowed to do something about it. There was this burning in his chest, begging him to go up to his house and confront him. Hongjoong couldn't get away with worrying him like this, but then again, was it his place to do so?

They've only been in contact for about four months now. 128 days, to be precise.

It bothered him how useless he felt. They were definitely more than just friends, but not in the way he'd like. So why couldn't he go to his house and ask? There was nothing stopping him, so why even debate this whole ordeal?

Just do it.

Nope, he was too cowardly to do it, and both his friends could only face palm at that.

Why does love hurt so much?

...

𝐂 𝐎 𝐍 𝐅 𝐋 𝐈 𝐂 𝐓 𝐄 𝐃

Dear Diary

Why is it so painful when my side is as empty as my refrigerator?

Why does my heart ache for your touch so intensely that I am unable to breathe?

What happened between us?

I believed we had something special, but is that really the case, or was my mind playing tricks on me?

Was loving you wrong?

Was I a fool?

I'm not sure. I'm so conflicted, it hurts. It aches when you're not here. I require both your words and your touch. Please tell me I'm thinking too much. Tell me I'm being silly, please.

Hongjoong, please return to me. I really need you.

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐏.𝐒𝐇

...

He sat at his desk, staring at the kalimba he grew so fond of. Today, however, he couldn't bring himself to feel eased by the enchanting instrument; he couldn't bear the melodies. Anything he could play would just sting.

Another day passed with no word from Hongjoong. Another day passed in utter madness. He slowly felt himself drown in a pool of his own tears as it slurped him whole. He felt his heart being ripped out of his chest every time his messages were left on read. What could be the reason?

He promised.

He promised to always be by his side. He promised to take care of him... but those were just lies. Straight-out lies.

It angered him.

"What did I do, Kim Hongjoong?!" He rose from his seat and flipped it over.

"What did I do?!" He screamed once more, bending over to release everything he had been bottling up.

Angry tears escaped his eyes as he looked around his room. Everything was covered in blood, and all he could think of was one thing.

Stop the burning.

No, there's no burning. There's only rage.

He needed to see Hongjoong immediately.