Never Thought... | h.hj + h.js

𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚠𝚜

"Leave me alone!" He yells, hoping that that one prominent voice that invaded every inch of his mind would come to a stop.

After leaving and letting the ambulance take care of his mess the smallers words seem to cram their way into his head and just stick there. Repeating it's self like a broken record player that keeps skipping over the same part.

And it was making him annoyed and beyond angry.

"Fuck!" He let's out a cry as he kicks his frustration out on a nearby metal trashcan. Watching the trash fly out and the can hitting the ground with a satisfying noise.

He stumbles against the closest wall, his legs starting to feel weak. His back hits the cold bricks, using it as his only use of support. Brown Doe eyes were wide and brimmed with tears as he just stares at the ground.

Painful memories running in his mind and his flashing in his eyes like a non-stop cinematic movie.

He never knew such words would trigger such memories he's tried so hard to lock away. Hyunjin's never been one to admit things, but this was something more.

Just to hear such simple words, he didn't think they would make him cry. Yet he here he was, crying like a baby over something he thought was so stupid. His heart is aching, his eyes feel heavy, and his head was pounding against his skull. Not only from thinking but pulling at his black strands too.

In all his 19 years of living... He didn't think he'd ever encounter someone who could relate to him on a personal level.

After all this time of being so alone.

"I need to get home" he sniffs, wiping his eyes of any tears.
With enough strength he pushed himself off the wall and trudged his way towards his house. Disliking his mind so much cause it won't stop running with endless thoughts.

As he enter his home he throws his coat on the couch and goes to his room. Grabbing a towel so he can hit the awaiting shower.

He's never felt so relaxed in his life. The hot water was so soothing. And he thanked it for distracting him from the chaos of his brain for the time being.

His hair drenched and sticking to his forehead. But he didn't care. He hardly moved a muscle, instead just looking at the tub floor like it's the most interesting thing in the world.

After a while he noticed the water getting colder, so he took that as a sign that he's been in their for too long and should get out. But not without washing up first.

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Back in his room, he carefully lays his now clean and his 'precious' knife on his desk full of other weapons. He watches the object for a while. Visions of earlier playing as the object reflects everything he did to the younger.

The look on his face was something unusual compared to his other victims.  He seemed rather content than scared. The reaction Hyunjin was really expecting, yet he didn't get that.

Instead Hyunjin felt amused by such thing and is secretly curious about it.

He had a smile on his face, why?

Then he took note of something, he noticed he came out of a flower shop. Maybe he works there?

No he wasn't stalking, he just happend to see him from a distance and claim him as a simple target. When I say seeing a person smile while getting stabbed is one of the most weirdest shit Hyunjin's probably seen. But it still fascinated him in a way. It made him want to know what things he's been through. I mean his words said it all.

'You must be hurting too..'

Even if he was smiling as bright as ever, pain still lingered in his eyes. His eyes reflected Hyunjin's own emotions.

'It's okay...'

'We can hurt together'

It's funny how someone you've never met can read you like an open book. Just recalling those words had Hyunjin on the brink of tears again.

Once again wiping his eyes, he walks away and crawls in the bed finally coming to a conclusion.

"He's right," he whisper to himself.

"we can hurt... together"