Yoseob POV

 

  I cried more when his eyes closed, his hands falling from my cheeks. 

 

  "No..NO..WAIT UP JUNJUN. YOU BETTER WAKE UP." I started to shake his body, I'm very desperate now. I need my Junjun.     Doojoon walked towards me with tears stained cheeks. 

 

  "We..we have to move on, Seob." I shook my head. 

 

  "No..he's..he's sleeping..let him rest..just..no.." I whispered, hugging his lifeless body nearer to my chest. 

 

  "He's neve-"

 

  "SHUT UP. HE'S GONNA ING WAKE UP. I HAVEN'T ING CONFESS TO HIM YET. HE CAN'T. HE SAID HE'S GONNA PROTECT ME. HE'S MY ING PILLOW. HOW DO YOU WANT ME TO ING SURVIVE..without him?" My voice was..weird. I don't even ing care anymore. I want my pillow back. 

 

  I grab his hands, his hands are..cold..and..no..those are not my pillow's hand..no.. His hands are rough because he plays the guitar but they are..warm..not cold. 

 

      Junhyung POV

 

 

  I open my eyes slowly. My surrounding is dark. So dark that I can't even see anything. But there's a light. A ray of light, and I started walking slowly towards it. Wishing that it would lead me to somewhere better. 

 

  The light is so bright that I can't even open my eyes to look at it, as I walk closer. But I keep on walking, and walking, and walking.

 

  Without hesitation but with faith. It w