Hazy
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What if I fall and hurt myself? Would you know how to fix me?
What if I went and lost myself? Would you know where to find me?
If forgot who I am, would you please remind me?
Cause without you things go hazy.
Foreword
**Author's Note: This is a prequel to the story Misconceptions. I HIGHLY reccomend you do not go further until that is read. Here is the link: http://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/675772/misconceptions-hunhan-baekyeol-xiuhan-chanhun-sebaek **
poster credit: vanessax17
The room I stood in was far more beautiful than I had thought it would be. All the flower arrangements stood tall and perfectly placed all throughout the four white walls. Every shaky breath I took filled my nose with the pleasant yet some what morbid smells from all the lilies and carnations. People sat quiet in their seats looking at all the pictures spread against tables and corkboards. I knew that eventually I would have to show my face to everyone who came only to inform me of their deepest condolences. They could probably careless about that actual reason for our gathering.
With feet that felt like sandbags, I entered the room shaking hands of several doctors I work with. Some faces were completely unfamiliar, but most I had seen at least once before. Finally, my eyes looked towards the real reason why we all gathered today. My legs almost gave out at the sight of the open casket standing just inches in front of me. A small stand for kneeling and praying caught my fall, and instantly tears flowed from my eyes. The room grew horribly quiet as everyone saw me finally make it up here. After a few moments of sobbing, a hand clenched onto my shoulder and the little bit of space on the stand became occupied as a familiar face looked at me. He too had tears in his eyes, and looked far more upset than I did.
“Chanyeol I’m so sorry,” he cried. “I can’t believe this happened so fast…”
“Me too… Thank you for coming so far. I can’t begin to explain how much I need you right now.”
“…Good. I need you too. This isn’t easy for the both of us, but we’re going to make it through. He would want to see us happy.”
I wasn’t too sure about what he meant by saying seeing us happy. Did he mean us as individuals being happy and accepted of this death, or us being happy as couple or partnership? I can’t understand because already my mind is so hazy…
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