Finding Yongguk for Him

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Finding a boy with amnesia.

A cut open wrist.

A broken heart.

What what you do to help?

Foreword

It was the beginning of winter. The first snow fall. So beautiful. So white. So pure...

"Zelo it is over..." The older man whispered into his ear during their embrace as the first snow fell down onto the cold street grounds. The younger one looked terrified and pushed him away.

"Hyung! Why? Why?" He shook the elder one. "Why? We have been through so much." A silent tear fell down his eyes as he stared into the other's eyes.

"I don't love you. Not anymore. I have found someone who would make me happy." The elder one said with a deep cold voice. A voice even Zelo couldn't recongize.

"Hyung..." He sobbed and stared into the other's eyes. "... But I still love you... I will always love you."

The elder one placed his hand onto the younger one's cheek and leaned in. Their lips carefully touched. As tears fell from thee younger one's eyes. They parted.

"Goodbye Zelo...." Yongguk walked off into the dark night leaving a helpless Zelo behind....

 

The first snow fall. So beautiful. So white. So pure...

Zelo took out his phone and dialed the number on his phone. Ring...... Ring.... Ring... On and on and on the ringing goes. No answer. Again. It has been over 20 times he called and yet no one answered.

Bang Yongguk.

That was on his phone screen as the battery was dying and so was he.

The first snow fall. So beautiful. So white. So pure...

He took out a small blade from his pocket. So sharp. So clean. He stared at it.

"Yongguk Hyung..." Tears threatening to fall making his vision blurred.

He slowly placed the blade onto his wrist.

"I love you so much."

He pushed the blade into his milky skin. There peaked out a ruby beauty. He dragged the blade across his wrist. Cutting so deep but not as deep as he was in love with Yongguk. His vision was starting to fail him as the ruby blood ran down his wrist marking every territory it touched.

The first snow fall. So beautiful. So white. So pure... Now soaked bloody red as the boy's pure ruby blood touched it. He laid there on the park bench in the cold silence of winter. How something so beautiful can turn into such a sad ending... Losing all his conscience.....

 

 SiMpLyJustine  for the beautiful poster :) I love it ! Thank you so much :)

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choimarie
#1
this sounds interesting!
i hope u can update soon!