The colors of running away
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Choi Yeonwoo woke up to grunts and rasping. The antidepressant drugs and sleeping pills still burned in his bloodstream. His eyes were hazy, droopy like a mist was over them. He slowly lifted his weak body up to search for the origin of the sound. Now sitting up he heard it again.
The open window next to him let the night breeze in making the white long curtains sway but their movements got interrupted by a shadow. Yeonwoo could guess from just looking at the build who it was, why shouldn't he? It was his probe that he left to protect. His soulmate that he would hurt if he continued to stay with him. The person that he still kept dreaming about even though he was drugged.
"Yeonwoo-ah" Go Yoohan whispered
(Or when Go Yoohan and Choi Yeonwoo decided to run away it went a little differently)
(crossposted on ao3)
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