he was perfect ;; jeongcheol (svt)

epilogue

His father forced him to come back home, and that's when he murdered the person my life revolved around, before taking his own life. What in heaven's name did he get out of-

Seungcheol stopped writing abruptly when there was a knock on his apartment door. He stood up from his seat and stormed to the door, still fuming from his rant about the horrid crime Jeonghan's father had done. He opened the door and bowed politely at the police officer.

"Seungcheol, sorry to bother you like this, but we have something you might want." Officer Park sighed before slipping out a folded page from his pocket and handing it to Seungcheol.

Seungcheol unfolded the page and his breathing hitched as he recognized Jeonghan's handwriting.

"It's a letter he wrote before he died," Officer Park explained, "it was obviously addressed to you so, I'll leave you to it."

Seungcheol remained completely oblivious to Officer Park's departure as he stood completely frozen, his hands shaking as he held the letter. A stray tear drop rolled down his cheek as he read over the words of the letter.

I don't know any other way to start this off other than; I'm sorry.

I didn't know you loved me that much and I didn't know that my absence would cause so much pain. I didn't intend to hurt you, you know? I was only trying to protect you from my father.

He said that he'd hurt you if I didn't come back home. I couldn't let that happen, I couldn't be that selfish. I love you too much to let that man get to you.

I don't know why he wants me here. Maybe it's my punishment for driving my mother to suicide. Or maybe he's just lonely and I'm literally all he has right now.

Something makes me believe that its the former.

But I miss you and if I could, I would tell you all of this in person. And I would try and make things better.

Alas, I can't. I'm perfectly imperfect and, like my father always says, all I'm good for is ruining people's lives.

I ruined your life too. Didn't I?

Seungcheol was full on bawling his eyes out by the time had finished reading the letter.

"He didn't even know he was going to die," Seungcheol sobbed as he clutched his chest, "he didn't ruin my life but he thought he did."

"Yoon Jeonghan, just why did you have to be like this?"