It’s been 4 years since he left me. The memory of how he left me and he left his family the day they meet him for the first time is still fresh in my mind. How bloody his clothes are. How mad his father because of the intruder that made his son died. How broken his mother’s weep. How shocked and agony his brother are. And how he said the three words I could never return to him.
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How loud the gunshot echoed in his apartment a few moments after he hugged his father. Disarray is the correct word to describe his condition. He was bloody. He can’t move. His mother ran to him while crying. Her cry made my heart turn to pieces. How glossy his eyes when he saw his mother. He said it was ok. He was ok. But his mother wouldn’t believe it. He was a mess. His life is now at the end. But, he still managed to comfort his mother.
I was so shocked that I couldn’t do anything. Everything seems black and cold. I wanted to run to him. I wanted to cry. I wanted to hug him. But my feet wouldn’t let me. I stood there for a good second before I call an ambulance. I ran to him and rest his head on my thighs. He looked at me. He said thank you for everything. He said thank you for being there while he search his family. Thank you for my advices that made him not selfish. He thanked God for my existence. Stray tears flowed my cheeks. It wrenched my heart.
I said to wait, I said to hold on. I said hold on for me. He said, he can’t. It was all planed. Even though it’s not his plan. He thanked God once again. God let him met his family for the first time. And the last time before he died. He smiled and said ‘I love you’ as he breathed his last breath. I scream in agony. I was in despair. The sound of siren is accompanying my scream. As the cops went in, I hugged his body and darkness followed me.
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"How have you been?” I asked him. A wind answered me. A stray tear escaped my eyes. “I…I missed you. I really missed you. I wished it never happened. I wish you were here. I’m ok. But it was different. All of it was different. It was cold here. I’m sorry I visited you in winter. I think visiting you on my birthday is special. You’re the best present I have. Even though I couldn’t hold you anymore. I wished you can hear me, but I love you” as I said this, tears started flowing away. I wiped my tears. It’s starting to snow more. I decided to go home. I bid him a good bye.
”I missed you too. I also wished you could hear me. It was also cold down here. And yes, I love you too. I’ll always love you”
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drabbles of markhyuck
FanfictionMark and Haechan in every possible scenario up in my head. baku, semi baku, non baku (tergantung mood ◉‿◉) *there might be rants and other kind of things inside