Forgotten memories, forgiven sins

Trigger warning: the story contains the slight reference to alcohol abuse by Hyojong, the physical, mental and emotional abuse perpetrated by Hyojong against Wooseok.

 

 

Wooseok

It's getting late, it's almost midnight and the obscurity is becoming denser, darker and deeper, giving birth to a nightmare in which everything and everyone are going to be swallowed. There's no salvation for anything or anyone. Not even for Wooseok, not for their love, not even for Hyojong. Wooseok comes back home. He's all alone in a house so empty, filled up with silence, in a room so cold, because Hyojong isn't with him. He sits on the couch, he squints his eyelids and he recalls their first encounter, their first look, their first hug, their first kiss, their first time, but also their first insults, their first glares, their first conflicts. It seems to be so much to remember, but also so much to forget. Of how Wooseok and Hyojong have meet in an underground parking where they were doing a rap battle, of how they have looked at each other after one of the two's victory, of how they have hugged on the rooftop of a building after talking for so long, of how they have kissed and they have made after their first quarrel, because despite fists, slaps, kicks and blood they were still in love. Of how Wooseok has kissed his lips, devouring him with bites, and he has dragged him on the bed, where Hyojong has spread his legs apart, letting him in, and he has whimpered in pain and pleasure. They belonged to each other. He takes the cellular, he dials his number and he hears the several rings that follow one after the other, waiting for the call to be picked up by him. He wants to talk to him, it's all he can do, he has to talk to him. He needs it. "Wooseokkie" Hyojong says softly in a voice so low, almost fearful and so faint, then he pauses and he sighs, trying not to cry out all of the sufferance he has been enduring since they fought against each other, "I love you, I love you, I love you" he murmurs, realizing t