It has been three hours since they left. Park Kyung didn't name them, they never introduced themselves. Their relationship was just based of the need of Kyung's health. But Kyung didn't cooperate at all. The nurses called him "ghost" due to his now nearly white skin and his habit of not talking. Park Kyung wasn't strapped to the bed anymore thus he could move around a little in the comfort of his room but he never did. He had the urge to do something, the urge to somehow compress his thoughts, throw them in to a blender and just keep staying "grey" and invincible. Although he was in a miserable position Park Kyung smiled. Jiho probably would have used a similar metaphor. Jiho also would have comforted him way before the incident that the fragile boy can't remember. And oh so suddenly Park Kyung did something he never thought he'd do again. He longed for his boyfriend's little book, he was desperate for Jiho, a boy who's long gone, who's slowing returning to dirt.
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I hope y'all had a wonderful Christmas. I sure did. Shameless selfpromo: I wrote a short Jiho OS if you'd like you can check it out :D
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Fanfiction"I'm sorry but I couldn't endure this any longer."