Heys. Hi there.

Just a quick little drabble to sate my writing desire before it's back to project work again~

(ANGSTY)

“Shut the door,” his mind whispered to him, “lock him out and deny everything that he brings.”

He pushed at the door with all his might, hearing it slam with a satisfactory thud. Ignoring the yells and shouts, he sunk to his knees, his hands resting on the cold marble floor. He could feel tears streaming down his face but he could not feel a thing. His heart was gone, what used to be there was nothing now but a hollow cavity.

The laughter bubbled up his throat despite his best efforts to suppress them. He was making a presumptuous claim that he had a heart to begin with. He had nothing, remember? No identity, no feelings, no body…

His laughter came out as a bark; a short clipped sound that resonated throughout the room. There he went again, assuming that he was somebody. He was nobody. It was drummed into him from the start. He had known and yet, he had foolishly believed. He had placed his heart into his hands, his insatiable desire overwhelming any rational thought that he had. Now, he was left with nothing, nothing but bitter memories of what used to be.

“Jaejoong please,” the plea carried across the door, “listen to me. It isn’t as bad as you think it is.”

It was not as bad as he thought it was? Jaejoong smiled as he teared, his hands clenched into fists as he trembled. No. It was not as bad. It was worse. It was way beyond expectations.

“You know that’s not true,” Jaejoong whispered after the sudden bout of bitter laughter was through, “You know he’s not coming back alive.”

“Jaejoong…”

The voice continued on, a tinge of desperation making it weak but Jaejoong did not care. Tuning it out, he closed his eyes as he allowed himself to slip into the blissful darkness.

He would worry no more. Yunho had made his decision clear and there was no going back. If it was the death of Kim Jaejoong that he wanted, Yunho got what he desired. After all, the day that Yunho left him was the day that he took Jaejoong’s heart away.

Kim Jaejoong no longer had a need to exist and exist he shall not.

“Shut the door.”

Kim Jaejoong spoke for the last time, his features blank, his eyes empty and soulless, “lock him out and deny everything that he brings.”

"...Sayonara, Kim Jaejoong..."

-The End

><  SCHOOL is making me angsty. :( Sorry 'bout that. :X Waiting for the weekend to update my stories. WEEKEND YOU'VE GOT TO HURRY UP AND COME MAN~~ 

P.S. Yes, I'm still working on The Phone Call. No, it's not on an indefinite hiatus. ('bout time that story ended man) Kajima Yunho yah is still going on. I just need to settle some internet connection issues. (INTERNET! *rage*) I will always love you (: will be my primary focus after The Phone Call ends. (which is soon...)