Was this bravery, attempt to fight his fear or just his stupidity?
Sitting in the car, completely desolated from outside, Jongdae started breathing heavily. One hand placed on the wheel and the other one on the keys. But he didn't move. He didn't start the car. He was just sitting there, looking at the road from his parking spot.
Tears started rolling down his face. At first, they were JUST tears which followed with loud ugly sobbing as his headache grew stronger. He felt the pain again. Not the pain from his wounds caused by their car being upside down. But the pain from finding out that he lost him. The lovely boy with chubby cheeks and baby face.
