Drown - (Seo Changbin Short Story)

End: Circo de Muerte

'Cause I'm telling you you're all I need,

I'll never leave

So you can drag me through hell,
If it meant I could hold your hand
I will follow you 'cause I'm under your spell,
And you can throw me to the flames,
I will follow you 

I will follow you

Follow You - Bring Me The Horizon

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A girl stared at her own figure in the mirror. Her pale face showed no smile, no expression. Her weary eyes looked empty. She felt so heavy yet somehow so damn empty. A man stood behind her, running his fingers through her long hair whilst staring blankly at the girl. She then turned her head towards the man, looking deeply at his glazed eyes. He placed his palm on the girl's cheek, gently caressing it with his thumb whilst his eyes locked to hers. They were drowning in her own thoughts, their own feelings.

After a long moment of silence, words finally came out from the man's mouth.

"You ready?" Changbin asked. Elle nodded.

She turned the music up as he turned the lights down low. They slowly reached the bed, and once again, looked at each other's eyes. They felt their hearts beat faster than ever, but they remained calm. They were nervous, but they knew that this was what they wanted for so long. They knew they were both ready for this.

As their long, silvery, sharp knives stabbed on each other's chest, they dragged their souls into oblivion, slowly released themselves from the mortal world. Before the girl completely disappeared, she caught a glimpse of the man's eyes. The man then leaned down towards her face, looking at her eyes deeply. She smiled as she whispered, "welcome to my circo de muerte."

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"Bin,"

He shot up straight in bed, covered in sweat, and was breathing heavily. He looked around and realised that he was in his room. 

"Seo Changbin," said a familiar figure in front of him, snapped him from his thoughts. Changbin pulled Elle into his hug, letting her body fall on him.

"Another nightmare, eh?" Elle said as she broke the hug. Bin nodded. He moaned and pulled the duvet up over his head. His body felt exhausted and his mind was overloaded with misery. 

Elle looked at Changbin with her concerned eyes as she pulled the duvet down so she could see her man and stroke his hair gently, "come on, breakfast is ready," she smiled. 

With a mental sigh, he forced himself to get off the bed. He wasn't sure if she could physically move, though. The pain in his chest was excruciating; it hurt like an actual deep cut. His mind couldn't function properly; it went either sprinted with thoughts or stopped all together. The same exact dream has been haunting him since that night at the beach 2 years ago, when he almost lost Elle when drowned herself. 

The scenes of that dream replayed in his head repeatedly. It scared the hell out of him, but somehow he imagined the ultimate peace death could bring. He quickly snapped out his thoughts and followed Elle to the dining room.

"Elle?" Changbin asked as he noticed Elle was being so silent this morning. The next second, he noticed some tears were about to fall of her eyes.

"Hey, ssh, what happened, Elle?" He got off his chair and walked towards Elle to hug her. 

"I'm sorry, Bin. I'm so sorry," she paused as she took a glass of water offered by Changbin, "it..was..all my fault." 

"Your fault?" Changbin asked with his puzzled look.