summer hate | 종상

OO1

jongho woke up with his head throbbing hard. he instantly regret forcing himself to stand up as he felt a numb on his left leg. in no second he reached for it to give it some massage making him stood in no balanced position. his body made a loud thump with the ground. as soon as he felt the heaviness of his eyelids he let his body fell too.

the loud noise on the master's bedroom startled yeosang in his coffee-making session, that he usually take calm and slowly. eyes almost jumping out of its sockets, yeosang ran to the room only to be greeted by jongho kissing the carpet.

he slowly turned his back after he is certain that there were no blood on where jongho is laying, until jongho spoke. . .

"who are you?" slowly, yeosang turned his body to peek on the slightly opened door he left after one step.

"uhm?" with a brow raised he then pouted, he reached for the knob to quietly close it. "just sleep in there, bub. and. . . and i am your yeosang." a tear escaped from his eye andd he harshly wiped it away to run downstairs. he sight was blurred by the water his eyes producing and his breath slowly pitching.

yeosang entered the kitchen with annoyance. he clutched his clothed chest as his heart aches in pain. he thought he's gone through it already. he have never felt his heart wanting to get out of its cage all this month.

he thought he's already over with the pain inside his chest. tears uncontrollably run through his face from his eyes. he grope on the glass table for a strength, still shaking he reached for the chair and lowly sat on it.

he shivered as he ducked his head on the cold table. he used both of his arms as pillows. he's on it, again. crying. crying because of pain, agony and yearning. crying for the pain he brought to both of them.  to his jongho. yearning for his jongho. slowly he felt his eyelids weighed and everything turned black.