NCT Ships Things 2

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The blood dripped from his arm to the floor.

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Every single one is his broken fate.

[Name 1 {ex. Wong Kunhang}]'s body pressed against the tiled wall of their bathroom, a box cutter in one hand and overflowing red liquid in the other.

Crystalline tears ran down his cheeks and ultimately mixed with his metallic blood, causing him to hiss slightly.

'He can't know, he can't know, he can't know.' [Name 1] repeated, choking back the sobs that wracked his body. The box cutter felt like a billion tons weighing him down, collapsing to the floor on his knees.

The tool he used slipped away from his tight grasp, emitting a loud clink that collided with the floor.

The door nearly flew from its hinges, [Name 2 {ex. Xiao Dejun}] panting from the doorway.

He shuffled towards the other, kneeling in front of him and pulled him into a warm, comforting hug.

"It's okay, I'm here for you." [Name 2] cooed softly, kissing the crown of [Name 1]'s head.

"What did I do to deserve this?" The other asked himself, looking up at his lover with a shiny gloss covering his eyes, watching as a tweezer holding a cotton ball soaked in povidone-iodine glided across his self-inflicted wounds, light and soft as a feather. "I don't understand."

[Name 2] didn't answer, as for he doesn't know. Though he does know—

"It's okay, baby. I'm here for you."

18th of May, 2019