Finally, after weeks of avoiding it, Jongdae managed to overcome sleep.
It wasn't good for him, but neither was sleep.
But now, there was nothing much he could do; closed in their apartment, staring at the walls that once held beautiful memories.
As he went into his bedroom, he saw his reflection in the mirror. He stared at it.
It also had been weeks since he refilled his fridge. But since Minseok wasn't around, he had no one to help him, and was too weak to do it by himself. He was only skin and bones now.
He proceeded to lift up his shirt. Yes, his abs were there, but now, his ribs were showing too. He hadn't eaten anything besides drinking coffee and energy drinks since a few weeks ago.
Because of the need to avoid sleep, his health had deteriorated. Badly.
What else would he do to avoid any memory of Minseok?
