A Bunch Of Boyxboy Oneshots

Kstar #2

A F T E R M A T H (a sequel to Change, my first Kstar oneshot)

P L E A S E J U S T S T A Y D E A D B Y N I C O L E D O L L A N G A N G E R

There's nothing worst than watching your own funeral.

Vik was standing next to his own casket, though he was now only a faded figure and the cold body within was an empty shell of what he used to be. The air was thick with sorrow and depression, whimpers and hiccups slicing through the cold silence by people dressed in dull colours, all mourning the loss they have all suffered.

His parents and siblings were sitting at the front on the left of the church, shamelessly weeping and crying out, the pack were on the other side of the room and next to them were the sidemen, many other friends were at the back and some standing around. several had surrounded his coffin, Mitch was on his knees, wailing recklessly onto the floor while Cal, who was kneeling next to him and sobbing, aloud his hand to cascaded up and down the Canadian's back, Simon was trying his hardest wiping away tears that were falling way more faster than he could get rid of them and JJ was stood just staring at his body with tears sliding down his cheek.

While many spoke on the podium, words cracked and spilling words of memory and hope for the him, JJ just stared with gloomy, downcast eyes and a grim expression on his face, the tears that fell from his heavy eyes were filled with what he was before this fuckery and a string of hope that was in his heart had snapped and faded into dust.

Everyone had left to allow JJ to mourn, for they knew he must've been in so much pain.

Vik slowly glided towards him, transparent tears gliding his paper thin skin and stood next to the Londoner.

He slipped his hand into JJ's as if he was still alive and JJ visibly tensed up, his eyes widening as Vik spoke softly into his ear.

"I love you, please forgive me."

ok, I promise the next one will be happy!!!!! :(