𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐄𝐃. yungi (revising)

THE POLAROIDS

YUNHO.
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Yunho hasn't come back to Mingi's place after that one day but he did go back to the cliff countless times. He feels so lonely and drags Yeosang all the time with him, and the boy will listen to all his rants like he has no choice. After all, Yunho is pretty devastated as well– especially when he realized that he really broke up with Wooyoung, the person that was been there when he can't remember anything. It has been a slow month, and it is already February. He doesn't know why time is running so fast yet so unbearably slow as well. It was like a fucking turtle, rushing to the sea to swim like how it is supposed to be. The time had been running away from him ever since.

Classes started again roughly at the second week of January and even there, he hasn't seen Wooyoung. Yunho regrets letting those words fall out from his mouth, hurting the most precious person in his life as of the moment. Hongjoong is also mad at him, keeping the black-haired a little company from his heart break (which Yunho was relieved upon hearing it).

And today was nothing special. Yunho sits in a usual place on their school building's rooftop, smoking a stick of cigarette while watching the students walk pass the hallways and onto their respective rooms. He smirks, "You all look so much in a rush," He whispers to himself and puffed another smoke in the air.

Yunho sighs, putting down his right hand (where he holds the stick) on the railings of the rooftop. He watches the ashes fall down slowly on the ground, remembering how Wooyoung used to love smoking here with some mints hiding on his pockets. Yunho clearly remembers everything with Wooyoung, and it brings him pain each night that has to pass by.

"Yunho?" He hears a voice and turned around, seeing Wooyoung with blood-shot eyes and a box of cigarettes on his hands. "I- I thought you're with Yeosang at the library..."

Yunho flashed a painful smile and it is really obvious that Wooyoung had to look away, "No, it's fine. I'm almost done anyways." He smiled.

Yunho threw his cigarette on the floor and stepped on it, smiling at the black-haired before he headed onto the stairs. Wooyoung didn't said any more words, didn't even turn around or stop Yunho and get him to talk with him. Usually, the younger would nag the taller whenever he is mad, or feeling really unusual. Yunho has to admit it, he missed those times. When Wooyoung was still the most valuable person in his life worth dying for.

He slowly steps one by one on the stair, not really wanting to go back on the classrooms. He looked up to see if Wooyoung followed him but nothing, not even a shadow, was seen on the metal door of the rooftop. Yunho sighed and headed downstairs, onto the library where Yeosang is probably sleeping at like what the smaller said.

"Yunho, Yunho!" Hongjoong called Yunho a lot of times, voice drowning from the sea of students in the hallways. It took him some minutes before the taller heard it clear and found him stuck on the crowd.

"What was that, Hyung?" He asks as soon as he comes near the latter. "I thought you were also mad at me."

"There's no time for that.Have you seen Wooyoung? I saw him rip some of these polaroids from his locker, and honestly I'm scared on whatever that stupid fucker will do." The older said, raising the torn out polaroids on his hands and suddenly, Wooyoung's red face flashed on Yunho's mind, nervousness suddenly ran through his nerves.

"Did he said anything before?" Yunho asked, and Hongjoong tries to recall anything that the black-haired said.

"I don't know. He was pretty wasted the other night but– H-he said he'd rather forget all his memories as well–" Hongjoong didn't even finished his sentences when Yunho suddenly bolted out of his sight.