Two Different Tears
Description
Two people, one love.
They shared everything, yearned everything; they were each other's everything.
But, what happens when one chooses to keep the secrets behind his tears to himself?
How will the other persuade his lover to share the reason behind his tears? His hurt?
What happens when his love and concern turns into rejection and unfortunate turmoil?
Now, both lover's no longer shared their tears.
Their tears spilled for different reasons.
Two people, one love, with two different tears.
Jonghyun thought that his relationship with his boyfriend of 2 years was perfect, almost unrealistic. They laughed together, ate together, showed everyone just how much love and affection they had for each other -- what could possibly go wrong? What happens when one day, Jonghyun discovers his lovers suppressed tears, and knows nothing of its cause? What happens when his concern causes his relationship too spiral downhill to almost nothing?
[A/N]: Hi-low! I'm back with another story that I finished a while ago, but never posted it. This was written as a one shot, but after completing it, I realized that it was actually a really long one shot. So, because of it, I decided to separate each day in the story as a chapter, really short chapters. Not the best story on AFF, but I guess it's decent. :) And I apologize in advance if it's confusing or whatever! Ah, and sorry for the rather ish description. ^-^;;
WARNING: May contain some profanity and will be written in first person.
Foreword
I sat there on the floor in the middle of my room, staring at nothing in particular. The room was a mess, like a tornado made its way through it and had blown everything out of proportion. Drawers were flung open as clothes of all colors were strewn everywhere - some where practically falling off the drawers themselves as the rest of them covered almost every inch of the floor. Paper, books, broken glass, you name it - everything that I could lay my hands on were no longer in mint condition.
I sighed as I kept a constant watch on the clock, waiting desperately for that familiar body to make himself present at the door. I’ve been sitting there, in a daze, for a couple hours hoping that my patience would be worth while.
However, reality hit me, gnawing me deep into my gut until I finally understood one thing: he was never coming back. He left me. He, the one person that I thought would always be by my side, was gone.
Tears formed precariously at the rim of my eyes, but didn’t dare to fall as my attention caught something vaguely familiar. With a shaking hand, I reached for the rectangular piece of glossy paper that hid just beneath the dinosaur plushy he’d given me as an early birthday present. It was a last gift, the last good memory between us, that he’d given me and will ever give me.
I stared at the picture of two boy smiling brightly, mockingly, with one wrapping his arms protectively around the taller one. They both wore couple tees - the shorter one wearing a black tee with a intricate graphic design, while the taller one wore the same, but in white. They were posing outside by the big tree at the park located across their dormitory. It was their special and most favorite spot. It’s where he confessed his love for the younger, taller boy two years ago. I glanced at the date printed in a dull yellow on the bottom of the photograph - April 12. Almost one week ago.
I clutched the picture tightly against my chest as I stared outside my window. It was starting to rain. My tears, like the rain, began to fall one by one creating dark wet spots on the carpet beneath me.
Taemin, I miss you.
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