BL ONESHOTS NO.3

¹⁰⁴⁰😭Mhok x Day⁰⁴⁰¹

The sun was setting in the small town of Oakwood, casting a warm orange glow over the streets. Mhok and Day walked hand in hand, their fingers interlaced, as they made their way to their favorite spot by the lake. They had been together for three years, their love blossoming in the most unexpected of places.

Mhok was the epitome of a gentle soul, with his kind heart and soft voice. Day was the more outgoing one, with his vibrant personality and contagious laughter. They were complete opposites, but they complemented each other perfectly. As they sat down on the grass, Day leaned his head on Mhok's shoulder and closed his eyes, taking in the tranquility of the moment. Mhok wrapped his arm around Day and smiled, knowing that this was where he belonged.

But as the days went by, Mhok's health began to deteriorate. His body was slowly giving up on him, and there was nothing that the doctors could do. Day refused to believe it, he couldn't bear the thought of losing the love of his life.

Mhok, on the other hand, was at peace with his fate. He had accepted that his time was limited, but he didn't want Day to suffer. He tried to stay strong for Day, but his body was weak, and he could feel himself slipping away.

One day, as they sat by the lake, Mhok's breathing became labored. Day immediately called for help, but he knew it was too late. As they rushed Mhok to the hospital, Day held onto his hand, desperate for him to hold on. But Mhok's hand went limp, and Day's heart shattered into a million pieces. The doctors tried everything they could, but Mhok couldn't be saved. Day sat by his side, holding his hand, as the love of his life took his last breath. He couldn't believe that Mhok was gone, that he would never hear his voice or feel his touch again.

The days that followed were a blur for Day. He couldn't bring himself to leave their home, surrounded by all the memories of Mhok. Everywhere he turned, he was reminded of their love. But as much as it hurt, Day knew that Mhok would want him to move on and find happiness again. He started to pick up the pieces of his broken heart and slowly but surely, he found a way to live without Mhok by his side. He would always carry a piece of Mhok with him, in his heart and in his memories.

Day would often visit their spot by the lake, where they shared so many beautiful moments together. He would sit there, holding Mhok's picture, and talk to him, knowing that he was watching over him.

Mhok may have passed, but his love for Day would live on forever. And even though their love story ended tragically, Day would always be grateful for the time they had together. For he knew that what they shared was rare and true, a love that would never die.

"I miss you every day, Mhok," Day whispered, tears streaming down his face. "But I know you're watching over me, guiding me through this pain."

He looked out at the sunset reflecting off the water, feeling a sense of peace wash over him. "I'll never forget our love, Mhok. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever known."

As he sat there, holding onto Mhok's picture, a gentle breeze brushed against his skin, as if Mhok was there with him, comforting him in his grief. "I love you, Mhok," Day said, his voice filled with warmth and sorrow. "And I'll carry you with me always, until we meet again."

[No.117. Hopw you like it. Bye now.]