Истории Sieunsuho

Everyday was the same. Si-eun felt it. His homework was his way of forgetting or at least trying to. Trying to get his mind out of everything. OR my point of view of Si-eun's life before meeting Suho.

2 years. That's how long Suho has been in a coma. 2 whole years. Sieun counted the days. The weeks. Until the day he would wake up again. If he ever would. Sieun never stopped visiting Suho, texting him everyday. Telling him how his day went and what he did. He had hope, hope that maybe just maybe Suho would wake up to the buzzing of his phone. And one day he did...but was that really the end of the suffering Sieun had to endure this whole time? Would they finally have a normal life again? Or would something happen which will make them part ways once and for all? ~ Tw!!: Suicidal thoughts and mention of depression and mental health issues. If you feel uncomfortable don't read it So this is my first work. Kinda nervous. But i decided if i do write something it should be about them. I love them. I would recommend yall prepare yourself mengally for this one. I wont hold back ;) anyways enjoyyy

Rage, anger and the burning flame of vengeance had faded into ashes of a hollow, incessant pain; an echoing loss and emptiness that one couldn't describe unless having felt it before. Stirring terror in the veins of those guilty and inflicting physical agony did not serve to soothe the ache in Si-Eun's own heart. No matter how loud he'd scream, how hard he would hit, Suho's eyelids continued covering his sight, and there was nothing that could reverse what was already written in blood and tears. Si-Eun transferred to a different school. Made different friends. Fought different people, and met different situations; gambled with new variables. What he couldn't find a replacement for, however, was the little bit of heaven, the sheld of safety and comfort that Suho had planted deep within him; only to let that haven of connection rot and claw and yowl in silent cries and empty eyes. It's been almost two years, and no matter how much Si-Eun forced joy down his throat, it fell into a black hole that only one specific person could find a finish line to.