flowers [kim doyoung]

nineteen

"doyoung you do realized you're going to die if you're vomiting blood as a size of a bucket"

"what the hell's wrong with your senten—"

"DOYOUNG PLEASE" yuta shook the body of his lifeless friend. doyoung was at the verge of giving up, the verge of giving his body away to zaya. yuta knew this because of his habit. he wouldn't want to tell the truth, instead changing the topic would be the best for him.

he sighed as his tired eyes stared at yuta. "i'm sorry but it does hurt. i can't take it anymore" he whispered, the tone of his voice was cold as ice.

yuta looked at him in pity. he locked the toilet's door, not letting anyone coming in with this situation happening. doyoung was busy cleaning his mouth that reeks of his own blood.

yuta lean on the bathroom wall and sighed too. "you know what doyoung? how could you stay this strong after what happened?"

"how would i know? i just know my only will of living is because of keiko. sounds vulnerable but it is" his raspy voice said, making him sound different.

but then, that voice didn't stay the same. "you know yuta, your best friend here is really useless" the voices were a mixture of doyoung's and zaya's.

yuta looked at him who had been wiping the blood for the past minutes. doyoung eyed yuta like he was ready to kill him— making yuta gulped silently.

the way doyoung looked at him making him question his friend? what if doyoung's struggling inside as he tried to take over his own body.

"yuta... your friend here is useless, i could already use his as a puppet. you know, use him for my purposes, to settle my unfinished business in this world"

"zaya, is that why you want him to suffer? to kill him and use him? that's awful and you knew it. doyoung having a similar face with your boyfriend wouldn't change a fact that you are dead" poison was laced with the way he talked. he was pissed with what zaya said.

after he said that, zaya was making damage, as well making doyoung gone nuts. he was pulling his hair and he can't stay still. he kept on doing that to his self as he cried. he pushed yuta until yuta hit the wall behind him.

"argh! what's wrong with you huh?!" yuta half yelled, in order to not things get worse but of course doyoung already looked like a mad man.

"i-i want his body! the only way i can- i can.. ARGH!" the mixture of doyoung's voice with zaya's voice make it sound bad. doyoung was groaning while zaya was trying to take over his body but then, he looks like he was out of control, trying choke his self unconsciously. doyoung was trying to get back his body.

with voices changing through doyoung's vocal chord, yuta was hearing all sorts of things that slipped out from them. he tried to take hold of doyoung but he can't, he was thrown to the side of the toilet.

"STOP!"

"NO! i-i want your body! i want to—ARGH!"

"i don't care zay—"

"i want to kill minhyuk! so i can—"

"I'M NOT LETTING THAT HAPPEN YOU—"

"MINYUK KILLED ME!"

after that yell was thrown, the mirror cracked and the whole toilet become silent. doyoung fell by the sink, hitting his head on it. he felt his world become dark in a split second.

however, yuta just got his arm bruised because doyoung had thrown him to the side of the room. he was still conscious and he tried to get up. he was limping because his leg, surprisingly was bruised too.

he scoot closer to doyoung and cradled his head onto his lap. "you idiot, see what you did to yourself, you had a 4 cm cut" yuta rolled his eyes as he let out a sad smile. seeing doyoung motionless, with his blood drenching their clothes was heart wrenching.

he was a man that wasn't easy to shed a tear, but when he does, he had his world crumbling down along with him. he'd seen doyoung, stayed with him in the best and worst parts in his life. seeing his friend being tortured in front of him was testing his sanity.

and he cried. he cried as doyoung laid on his lap.

as he cried, he doesn't even realize that someone was trying to open the toilet door. the rustling of keys were heard and yuta suddenly looked up to the door to see a shocked nurse staring at them.

letting his tears fell once more, he whispered, "please help us"

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to be continued;🎈