Sunghoon had never moved this fast in his life.
Another motorcyclist was willing to take him to the address where the apartment Haechan and Mark shared was.
The drive was a long one, but he was willing to do whatever it took to save his love.
After around 45 minutes, the motorcyclist dropped Sunghoon off at the location and headed back to the beach.
"I'm coming baby...", he whispered to himself as he ran inside.
Meanwhile, the situation upstairs was unfolding.
Standing in front of the mirror situated on the wall by the front door, was Sunoo.
But when he looked into the mirror, the face he saw was that of Haechan. Tears fell down his cheeks, the memories of that fateful day still fresh.
"We didn't deserve that...", he whispered, "...we had to suffer. And for what? Just to be happy?"
He looked around the apartment. It had been left alone for the past 30 years. No one occupied it since, and yet it was surprisingly clean.
Everything that was there that day, had been left behind by Haechan and Mark.
Including the things in the kitchen.
As he walked over to the counter, the front door suddenly swung open.
"Haechan!"
The boy looked over at the door.
Although physically anyone could see the faces and bodies of Sunoo and Sunghoon, when the pair looked at each other now, they could only see who they were before.
"Mark..."
He ran to his boyfriend, hugging him tightly.
"Don't do this...", Mark said, "Our nephews deserve happiness."
"Mark, you know that isn't true. Didn't we deserve happiness? But look what we got!"
"Baby, look around you. It's been a long time since then. Things may have changed!"
"But they didn't! They didn't change! I talked to my sister. You know, the person who exposed us to our parents?"
Mark sighed.
"She may not have changed, but that doesn't mean society hasn't. Please...give them a chance."
Haechan scowled, stepping back towards the counter and reaching for a drawer.
"Baby? What are you doing?"
He smiled, opening the drawer and reaching in.
TW:// Mention of SH
"I'm doing what you did. Remember that. Only...I don't have a gun like you had."
He pulls a knife from the drawer.
Mark's (Sunghoon's) eyes widen.
"Hey...Haechan...stop, please."
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On The Other Side Of The Stars
Fanfiction(BoyxBoy Kpop FF) It is said in many stories that a thread that is red in color could tie together two souls destined to be together in any life. So when two university students who have never met start feeling a deep connection to one another that...
