꒰ ETERNAL ꒱ - JOOKYUN ˎˊ˗

💫 || eight.

changkyun was made of stardust.

it was what jooheon found out when his angel died.

changkyun spent the last week of his life in jooheon's house and jooheon never left his side, just like the angel had always been doing for him.

he wasn't showing any signs of feeling that bad and was even cheerful most of the time. but it was probably because he was with jooheon. after all, he wanted to die at home. and that's where he was.

therefore, he couldn't call his death tragic or anything similar to that. not at all. he was going to die happy, knowing jooheon was there for him the whole time.

jooheon was regularly making warm baths for changkyun and cleaning his never healing scars. he was spending extra time on making sure that changkyun's bandages were put properly.

"do i really have to be dying for you to finally take care of me?" changkyun mumbled while jooheon was changing the bandages on his legs for the third time that day.

jooheon looked up at the blue haired boy with a broken expression. "i'm sorry, baby." he grabbed changkyun's hand and pressed a soft kiss against it. "i never really appreciated what i had because i thought i'd never lose you. i thought we're going to be together forever..." tears started streaming down his cheeks. "i'm so sorry..."

he hugged changkyun, careful not to hurt him, and started sobbing against his shirt.

"i love you so much, changkyun."

"i love you, too," changkyun whispered, feeling himself also starting to cry. he pressed his lips against the top of jooheon's head, choking his tears back.

changkyun warned jooheon about his death a day earlier. he could already feel it and see it and it was making him so uneasy and anxious. he didn't want to die.

he wanted to be with jooheon forever, too. but their forever was over.

he was in jooheon's bed with his eyes closed, listening to the male play on his guitar and sing to him. it was what made him calm down.

or at least he was calm until he started crying as he was overwhelmed by memories about a certain angel that used to sing for him whenever he was sad.

jooheon immediately noticed, so he stopped. he left his guitar​ and cupped changkyun's cheek. "what's wrong?" he asked.

"nothing important..." changkyun felt too weak to explain. "just... hold me..."

jooheon immediately moved closer and wrapped his arms around changkyun. "i'm here," he whispered.

his heart was beating fast. he didn't want to believe that the only person he loved was dying.

and he felt it, he felt how the boy gave up fighting already. changkyun was lying in his arms, lot lighter.

"isn't there a way for you to stay?"

"i'm sorry..."

there was a way. but changkyun didn't want him to go through that. and he didn't really want to go back to life for certain reasons. it was just not worth it.

"i will miss you a lot..."