Moonchild | k.nj x p.jm

☽ 3.0☽

6:21 P.M

He's laying on my bed again

In my room

Sleeping

He just came up to my door and asked if he could come in

Of course I let him in

I could see on him that something was wrong

He was hiding deeper in his hoodie than usually

And he wouldn't even look up

If I wouldn't have known his voice so well-even though it was cracking and weak-I probably wouldn't have known it was him

But now that I'm able to look at him properly since his hoodie fell of his head

And is currently hanging a bit over his right shoulder

I can't help but notice the fresh cuts on his pale cheek

And the purple bruises on his all too prominent collarbone and shoulder

What the fuck happened?

- N