Random MBLEAST or more like 91-line I guess and still haven't able to get the MBLAQ angst out of my head

-been listening to Baby Don't cut by B-Mike, good song to listen to when feeling angsty-

I am so stealing the lyrics in that song and put it in here. hehehe~

Dongwoon didn't know what to do after finding a broken Mir in the middle of the Seoul. He didn't know what to do as he stared at Mir, still crying silently, still in pain, still broken. He had brought Mir back to his house, not knowing if what he did was right, it didn't seem like he could do anything to help the pain Mir seemed to struggle with. And he was scared as Mir seemed like to still not recognize him and the way Mir acting instilled endless fear inside him because deep down, he know he was about to lose this precious friend of his if he didn't do something fast.

          But what should he do? When he tried to hold the broken form again like he did when they were in the car, Mir resist him. With every touch, the other boy would pushed harder and farther and would shrink more into himself, hands hugging his own frail figure, nails digging into his own skin. Mir was breaking more and more. Right in front of his eyes and there was nothing he could do other than watching his best friend wither away.

            He felt hopeless...

            "Cheolyong-ah... Please... Don't do this." Dongwoon pleaded, placing a tender hand on the small of Mir's back.

            Mir had chosen to stay curled on the corner of Dongwoon's kitchen, hiding his face in between his knees, shutting out the whole world around him. At the warm touch on his back, Mir flinched away and his grip over his own shirt tightened.

             "Why? What happened?" Dongwoon asked but of course, there would be no answer. Dongwoon sighed, blinking a few times so the hot tears welling up in his eyes won't fall and he tried his best not to let the fear he felt for Mir to show. "Should I call Seungho hyung over?" He asked and sensed Mir tensing at that name, shaking slightly. "If you won't answer me, then I will." Dongwoon threatened, his head throbbing with incoming migraine, his heart clenching with pain. He hadn't had any proper sleep these few weeks after all and he was already tired out of his mind even without this.

             When Dongwoon made to stand up for his phone, Mir's hand shot up, tugging on the edge of Dongwoon's sweater. He didn't say any word but when he looked up to Dongwoon, his eyes were pleading despite the emptiness in those weary orbs. Dongwoon sat back beside Mir. The hand that was still holding onto small part of his sweater felt so cold once Dongwoon touched it. Dongwoon took the hand gently and pushed up Mir's sleeves, he couldn't help the grimace distorting his face at the sight of those scars littering even Mir's arm mixed between old and new one showing that this had been going on for a while and still going on...

              "Did you do this to yourself?" Dongwoon tightened his grasp on Mir's small wrist when he felt a tug. He was not going to let Mir ran away again from him. He couldn't let Mir shut him out again. He want to know and he want to help. He want Mir back. He want that silly happy grin plastered on Mir's face again. But how? How to help? Maybe he was just as lost as Mir. "How long has this been going?"

              Mir chewed on his bottom lips before answering, "A while." in a quiet voice.

              "Why?"

              No answer.

               "I ASK YOU WHY?!" Dongwoon snapped, his tears finally falling down wetting his face as he gave in to the pain of having to see his friend withered away into the pit of darkness. He was desperate, helpless, hopeless. He sobbed loudly let his forehead rested against Mir's scarred arm and let his tears dripped down onto the scars wishing it would be easily washed away but those scars stayed like a deep painful tattoo. "Why...?" He repeated, this time weakly as he did nothing to stop those tears falling down his cheeks.

               "This way..." Mir started, voice void of feeling. "This way I have control over my pain inside."