Hi~

This is Same Prompt, Different Style, a blog in which I will be posting a drabble every day with the same prompt but different style for you to judge ^^

Here we go!

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Prompt: Mark does something and he can't regret it anymore.

Pairing: Markjae (Mark and Youngjae)  of GOT7

Style 1:

'He hates you.'

'He hates you.'

'He'll never love you.'

'Why would he?'

Mark stared down at the road twenty stories beneath him.

'Just go... he won't miss you anyways.'

There was a bang, and then Youngjae was there, and Youngjae was shouting at him, and Mark was advancing.

He was teetering on the edge, and then he was falling, and Youngjae was there, Youngjae had his wrist, why was he here?

He was shouting, and he was standing up.

"Mark, Mark, please don't do this, I love you, I love you, please, no, I love you, don't go..."

Mark jerked at his words.

'He can't mean it, right?'

But he was still there, repeating it, and Mark wanted to live, wanted to get back on the roof, to stop his crying.

Youngjae's grip was weakening, and then, Mark fell.

He was thrashing in the air, screaming for Youngjae, yelling into the air that he loved him too, for someone to help.

He looked up.

Youngjae was standing on the edge, screaming.

And Mark watched it happen, not in slow motion, but with a heavy feeling in his gut, and he screamed at Youngjae to get back.

He slipped.

Then Youngjae was falling as well, and he was gazing at Mark, and Mark was gazing at him.

He reached out to touch him....

And then the concrete rushed up, and the pain erupted.

Style 2:

Mark was standing at the balcony, looking down at the faraway ground, and choked on a sob.

'He doesn't love you.'

"He doesn't love me." he said out loud, to himself.

He took one step and suddenly he was sitting on the railing, his legs dangling in the open.

"MARK!" he suddenly heard Youngjae's voice.

His sweet voice...was yelling out his name.

Suddenly, Mark felt himself slipping, and he fell for a second, before his sleeve got caught in something.

He opened his eyes and saw Youngjae holding him.

"Mark, no, please don't let go. I-I... I love you."

Youngjae was crying, and one of his tears fell on Mark's face.

He didn't want to die anymore. He wanted to be alive with Youngjae.

Mark's shirt ripped, and he was falling.

"MARK!" Youngjae screamed, climbing the railing as well.

"Youngjae...NO!"

He had no idea Youngjae would ever die for him.

He stretched out his hands, but before he could feel Youngjae's soft hands one more time, his head collided with something...hard.

Even then, the last thing he had ever felt was Youngjae falling right next to him and holding his hand as they both took their last breaths.

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