Misery.
It was all over Jongdae's face as he sat on the hospital bed in the dreaded same hospital where his Grandfather died in. That same hospital where he too was born.
In the beginning when he met Exo he thought his life had meaning. When he met Minseok,or Xiumin, and fell in love with him, he thought his life was almost perfect.
Well, almost.
Only until that day when the man he loved went away from him, that same day when he died, all the love and happiness that he thought he had all vanished.
Yes, he still had the rest of Exo with him. They promised that they would never leave him until they die, though they had disbanded a few months ago.
But although they had said that, Jongdae still couldn't believe the fact that his boyfriend had died.
The only thing he knew was this:
Minseok was dead, and he was never coming back again.
Not in a million years.
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