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28

TWENTY-EIGHT
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sensitive content;
mentions of suicide attempts

Doyoung watched as Donghyuck curled up on his bed, he fell asleep while waiting for Kun to return and keeping Doyoung accompanied.

Doyoung had insisted that Donghyuck returned to his own room but all he did was smile and said, "The dark isn't a nice friend but Full Sun is,"

Doyoung was beginning to doze off when he heard the main entrance downstairs open quietly.

He rose up immediately, looking at the clock. It was five in the morning.

Doyoung groaned. Despite feeling like he was going to pass out as soon as he rises to his feet, he needed to see if it was Kun.

Kun looked around the dark house, acknowledging the fact no one was awake yet.

He looked into the plastic bag in his hands. His heart was pounding hardly, he didn't know if it was the best idea.

His hands were beginning to bathe in sweat as he gripped onto the plastic bag.

'Everyone hates you,'
'Everything is to be blamed on you,'
'You ruined Doyoung's happiness,'
'Your selfishness could've killed someone,'

'You don't deserve to be here,'

Kun gulped hardly. The thoughts that were corrupting his mind were reminding him of the million reasons he should carry on.

He made his way to the kitchen, and stood over the kitchen sink.

He pulled the bottles out and tossed the plastic bag aside.

He read over the labelling carefully but nothing was being processed in his head. He was trying to buy himself time but nothing was stopping him.

He emptied one bottle, he stared at the pills that filled his palm. It was more than he count on two hands.

Tears began to fall from his face.

He never expected to die like so. He was thinking that he'd die quietly in his sleep or on the hospital bed when he was grey and old.

But he was tired, beyond exhausted.

His thoughts were breaking him and he kept blaming himself. It was like trying to crush shattered glass into fine dust.

He was beginning to picture things such as everyone's reaction to his dead body, how they were going to tell his parents or how he'd get buried.