born to die

after you

it's been a year since the tragic night at the field.

as minho promised to jisung, he lived his life to the fullest.
he opened a dance studio and he's teaching young kids discover the art of dancing and to feel the sensation of being free.

he never moved from his old house.
to be honest, he thought about it, but he just couldn't.
this place holds so much memories with the love of his life that he just couldn't let go.

he was laying on the couch, reading the letter his lover gave him over and over again, trying to fool himself that he's okay.

the truth is, he wasn't.

minho really wanted to keep the promise he made to jisung, but it was hard.

he didn't want to get too attached, because he knew that jisung wouldn't be here for a long time, but you can't control your feelings.

he got too attached.
and now he can't live without him.

even tho he was doing good in life, he felt empty, unwanted, not loved.....

he missed the warm feeling of his boyfriend.
he missed everything about him.
he felt like he just couldn't move on.

and that's when it hit him.
he will never move on.

wherever he goes, he sees jisung.
wherever he goes, he hears jisungs voice, calling him.

he can't move on.

jisung was the only thing that kept him alive.
he made him happy.
he made him feel wanted.
and when he got used to it, he lost it.

maybe it would be better if he never met jisung.
he would just kill himself somewhere.

no, definitely not, jisung was the best thing that happened to him.
he's forever gonna remember his true love.

minho sighed and took out a piece of paper.

hi sungie,
it's gonna be a year since I last saw you and heard your laugh. I feel like I'm going crazy. I tried to keep my promise, you wanted me to live my life happily, but it just doesn't seem possible. did you keep your promise? are you watching over me? are you here with me? probably not, because I can't feel your warmth. I tried to stay strong jisung, I really did, but I can't continue like this. I feel worse then I felt before I met you, so I'm writing this letter to let you know that I'm coming to you. I will probably go to hell, I heard that when person gives up on their own life, they can't go to heaven, but I don't care. It won't be worse then it's here, and maybe, just maybe, I will see you again. your album is doing amazing, a lot of people made articles about you, but they didn't exactly know your story. it's really hard for me here jisung. how about you will be the Juliette to my Romeo?

with love, your minho

minho took out a lighter and lit the note up above the bathtub. he let it burn, and when it stopped burning, he started filing the bathtub.

the same bath tub his neighbors found him in the next morning.....

with his wrists opened.....

bled out.......

laying in a bloody water.

I guess they were just....
....born to die.

A/N

this was a quick story I thought about when I listened to "born to die" by Lana del rey.

it's supposed to be short, and kind of cringe if you ask me, but I really liked the idea.

even tho I don't really like it, I hope you enjoyed it<3