Panting heavily, Leeteuk managed to reach his apartment and quickly went to the kitchen.  Gulping down a bottle of water from the fridge, he then sat on one of the chairs to calm himself down. As the images of what he’d witnessed earlier filled his mind again, tears streamed down his face in full force mingled with sweats made him looked even more miserable than ever.

Miserable. That’s exactly what he was feeling. The brown-haired man felt so helpless and meaningless. Everything didn’t make sense anymore and life suddenly felt so heavy and burdensome. It’s difficult to go on like this. He’d sacrificed everything he owned only to get betrayed by the person he loved and trusted most. There’s no more thing to fight for, no reason to stay alive.

Wiping his face using his shirt sleeve, Leeteuk stood up and crouched down in front of a low cupboard in the kitchen corner. He grabbed a blue bottle of toilet disinfectant and uncapped it. Slowly he brought it to his lips and tilted his head back, pouring the blue liquid into his mouth.

Donghae closed the apartment door behind him and caught a glimpse of Leeteuk's shoes. "Teukie hyung, you're home?" He waited but there was no answer so he checked his hyung's room to find it empty. Shrugging, he was about to enter his room when a faint choked sound reached his ear. The young man quickly walked to kitchen where the sound came from and gasped as he saw his housemate sprawled on the floor, face pale and foam dripping from his purplish lips.

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