Overpass || 승진

#029

The loss of movements.

It was needed for him to snap out of it.

His grip loosened around the other's bruised neck.

It was the silence that helped him to realize what he had just committed.

Maybe it was also the cold tears, that stained his fingertips and the fact that it wasn't his.

In the end, he only heard his own ragged breaths.

Why wasn't Seungmin breathing?

Hyunjin blinked.

"No..."

He shook his shoulder lightly and delicately caressed his tear-stained cheeks. His face was oh so pale.

More teardrops.

"Seungmin please wake up."

"I'm so sorry please don't leave me. Open your eyes. I beg you. I'm sorry." He rambled and prayed.

After minutes of silence he felt like his life was draining out completely.

Chanting nothing but 'I'm sorry' repeatedly, the hope seemed to get lost.

Until he let his head fall on Seungmin's chest, his ear near his heart. He heard it.

His heart was beating.

Hyunjin didn't know what to do.

He was just looking down at the boy, whose face started to get it's color back, whose slow breaths reached his ears.

Hyunjin laced their fingers together, and with his right hand he lightly slapped Seungmin's face.

"Please wake up."

The light of the Moon shone on his face, creating the image of a sleeping angel. That look was alone worthy for admiration.

Hyunjin felt a weak squeeze.

His head sprang up and his eyes observed.

Seungmin opened his eyes, his mind hazy, his head pounding.

Hyunjin teared up again, he felt the weight being lifted off his heart, which was now blooming with pure happiness.

"Minnie... I'm sorry please forgive me. I-I was just -so mad. I never meant to harm you. I love y-you so much.." Hyunjin stuttered, broken sobs leaving his lips. Seungmin let out a chuckle and smiled.

"Huh... Even after this...I think I love you too." He whispered and for the last time, he accepted his fate.

They were lost in each other's soft gaze, both of them wearing a lovesick expression with incredibly unrealistic idea of love floating in their minds.

But they didn't care.

Hyunjin's last piece of sanity slipped away, right into the puddle of blood-red cloud. Remember the pink one? It's the same, the only difference is that the situation is not pure and fake at all.

Waiting for reassurance that he got immediately, he finally had the courage to make the first move that they've been waiting for ever since forever.

As Hyunjin connected their lips, every single worry left their bodies. They felt nothing just pure bliss and desire.

Inside their deepest unconscious, this action has awoken thousands of thoughts they've kept in secret from the world and even from themselves.

Was it love or was it lust?

Was it the thrill of the unknown?

We may never know.

Maybe all of them.

Let's just say, on that specific dawn neither of them got any sleep, until the sun took the place of the moon on the sky.