Black Roses and White Chrysanthemum

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"It screams for me, Hyunwoo... I can't... I can't do this... it hurts it hurts it hurts.." Kihyun pressed his forehead to the freezing kitchen floor. The torment was endless.

Hyunwoo didn't know what to do. Amongst all the broken glass all over the floor, bloody feet and scraped arms, and the way his fiancé shook uncontrollably on the floor, wailing about how the screaming wouldn't stop.

Hyunwoo dropped everything to go down to his knees, feeling glass painfully digging into him as he did so, and pulled Kihyun from the floor and into his lap, cradling the smaller.

Kihyun never cried.

Maybe that's why the tears down his face shocked Hyunwoo.

Kihyun grasped onto Hyunwoos shirt collar tightly, sobbing from the unheard screams he spoke of.

He couldn't take it.

Seeing Kihyun in so much pain.

"You're going to be okay, I'm here. I'll make the voices stop." Hyunwoo whispered brokenly, holding onto Kihyun tightly and hugging him close. He wanted to fight away all his pain. All his suffering.

He'd been trying to.

For so, so long.

If only he could help him forget.

•••

"How do you feel today?"

Kihyun didn't answer this time. He couldn't have even if he wanted to. His eyes were fixated on the empty side of the white room, and it crossed his mind at how strange it was that he couldn't remember anything else but the bleak interior.

His eyes flickered closed for a second. Or maybe that was the lights. He couldn't tell which anymore. His imagination liked to play tricks on his mind.

"Kihyun, answer me. Please. "

He wanted to make some quip, but it simply wasn't in him. He was tired. So tired. At least it wasn't loud with Hyunwoo.

He heard the sound of the clipboard being set down, and would have given his left arm to be able to grab it and snap it in half. He hated that thing.

Creak.

He hated that chair. He wished it would burn and die.

Hyunwoos face appeared in his vision, at the side of the room he never was on. He was always by the door.

Kihyun blinked. The lights winked back.

Hyunwoo had that same expression in like he had seen before. Kihyun figured it was actually worry, but he didn't know why. It made him look stupid. And Kihyun wanted to point it out.

"Kihyun, do you want me to stay here for awhile?" Hyunwoo questioned, and weirdly sounded sad.

Yes. Stay. Kihyun wouldn't mind it. He gave his best to nod, and was surprised that his body actually worked for him.

Hyunwoo seemed to be glad Kihyun wanted him to stay. He looked to the door, the door Kihyun knew nothing of except Hyunwoo came in and left through it. Whatever world was outside he had no idea.

But he didn't want to know. Not anymore at least. It was okay to stay in this world, no matter how loud the silence usually was.

Why was he blinking so much?

Or maybe he wasn't. Hyunwoo was looking up at the fixtures. Maybe the lights had actually been flickering. That's weird. They've never done that before.

Slowly a little smile came to Kihyun. "I won't tell you to suck a dick today."