Alver was faithfully carrying out his responsibilities as his older brother.
"Kim Rok Soo..." Alver called his original name, "Thank you for being my family."
Callen's heartbeat quickened as tears streamed down his cheeks. The wish he desired reduced everyone to this level.
"We will be together, Hyunnie." He cupped Alver's cheeks and rested his forehead on his older brother's. "I won't allow you to leave me!"
Beside this person, is heaven on earth.
His voice softened to the same affectionate tone he used to greet him.
"We promised we'd be by each other's sides forever, didn't we?"
Even after Alver's death. Callen held Alver's hand so rightly. This moment was so important. But...
His beloved Hyunnie wore a satisfied and joyful smile. Callen reached out and embraced Alver's cold body.
You never know how strong you are until being strong is your only option.
He had every right to despise everything, but he didn't.
He had every right to despise those around him, but he chose not to.
He had every right to leave their world, but he stayed even though it betrayed him.
The truth is that you will be harmed by everyone. You just have to find the ones who are worth suffering for. I have known for quite some time. I know and yet...
He didn't know if all his suffering was worth it.
He didn't whether someone's sacrifice was worth it.
To live is to suffer, and to survive is to find meaning in that suffering.
He suffers because he expected to.
He expected that everything would be alright, to the point that he became immune to such pain.
Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering.
The greatest sources of our suffering are the lies we tell ourselves.
I am alright. I am not crying.
In fact....
He's not alright at all.
The vision of Alver dying was not because of anyone—it was all because of him.
His tear stricken face could only shed tears of pain. Calling, Calling in vain the name he loved so much.
Behind every sweet smile, there is a bitter sadness that no one can ever see or feel.
His call in disdain and anger, was once again answered with warmth and tenderness.
"You are human with feelings as well. No one will know if you won't say anything."
Then the man left, leaving everyone behind.
That man permitted him to be honest.
Alver Crossman allowed him to rest and be the child he is.
This man...
Become the light and hope he once lost.
[Make a wish.]
Callen calmly gazed at his brother and to his other sibling.
[Make a wish, Kim Roksu. You can change it all.]
Even if the price he has to pay is freedom.
"Brother Ribbit."
If—that freedom could keep everyone he cherished alive...
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Trash of the Royal Family (Ao3)
FanfictionKim Rok Soo wakes up as the Seventh Prince. His older brother is Alver Crossman. His Second brother is Robbit Crossman. His fucker brother was the third prince. and his father was Zed Crossman. Wow. what a perfect combination! COMPLETE
