the boy sighs as he pulls his grey curtains opens, the moonlight shining into his dark room and the soft pitter patter of the rain on the window calming down his frustration. he shakes his head and leans against the windowsill, placing his face in his hands. they guilt he felt, the sadness, the anger towards himself was unbearable. he couldn't believe he had done such a thing to such a precious, fragile human being. someone he loves dearly. the male groaned and punched the wooden frame, regret and hate shooting through his veins.
his hair was knotted, barely able to run his fingers through it. he had been in the same clothes for the past three days, his stench stinking the whole apartment out. his black tank top had stains on it, mainly food but a lot of it was dried up tears. tears that he shouldn't cry, because he simply doesn't deserve to. not after the mistake he made that night. he will never forget the heartbreak and betrayal in his eyes, the hurt and sorrow. it haunts him.
he hasn't slept for days, surviving on only double espresso shot coffee and his nearly empty packet of cigarettes. the bags under his eyes were nearly the colour of a plum, so restless he can't even lay on his bed without fidgeting. he hated it, but he can't be thinking about himself, last time that happened his life fell apart. he had called the boy he loved dearly many times, leaving numerous voice mails, some where he was crying, screaming, or just plain blunt. his emotions were through the roof, fucking hid mind over in a completely different way then he had wanted it to ever be.
shaking his head, he picks up his phone once more and turns it on, seeing the two of them happy on his lockscreen. they were smiling, one kissing the others cheek softly. it was the best day of his life, finally getting his first boyfriend. that day was four years ago. sniffling and wiping the tears he unlocks the broken device, he went to the phone app and hesitated, his thumb hovering over the name. he clicked it, placing the phone to his ear as he listened to the ringing. his heart raced and his body went numb as once again, he thought his lover picked up, but it was just the drop off as it went to voicemail. he sighed and groaned, waiting for the beep.
"hey uh, its me again. i know this is like the one thousandth voice mail but i really need to talk to you. i need to explain what happened... please, i'm begging, please call me back mookie. i miss you..." he hangs up after the message is sent.
he, is kim yugyeom.
and the heartbroken boy he calls every day is kunpimook bhuwakul.
this is their love story.
