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･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. FOURTEEN ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.
song recommendation: places we won't walk - bruno major
My eyes follow my cellphone as it hurtles through the air and lands in the cold water. "What the fuck, Jaehyun?" I turn my attention to him, blood boiling and eyebrows scrunched together in anger. Bringing my fist to his face, I punch him square in the jaw. He spits out blood, cracking his neck menacingly.
"D-Doyoung." Jungwoo's soft voice breaks my anger.
He's crying.
"Jungwoo." Wrapping my arms around him, I pull him close to me. "I'm so sorry." My anger washes away into sadness.
"I don't want to go." He sniffles, more tears spilling from his glassy eyes. I feel my shoulder start to dampen. And then my chest, and then my arms.
I think back to when he firstly arrived in my apartment, a happy bundle of cuteness who wanted nothing but love. Clingy and affectionate. That image of him in my mind, now ruined by tear-stains.
"I love you, Jungwoo." I choke out between sobs. "I love you so much." Jungwoo pulls away from me, smiling weakly. I run my fingers through his fluffy hair for the last time.
"I lo-"
I retract my hands away, fingers dripping with water and mind drenched in sadness. Jungwoo, nothing but vapour now.
