The Kids From Yesterday – My Chemical Romance – 05:25
Onew/Key | 134 words

The sun beat down on the dry Earth, parching it further. It felt boiling hot underneath their bare feet as they ran over the crusty sand.

He wished they could stay like this forever, with the innocence and freedom of children. He remembered when they were young they would roll around in the dry sand, holding hands and harmonising in a chorus of laughter.

Kibum wished that he had been able to keep all those promises they had whispered to each other, while the sun shone down on their skin, kissing it a light toffee colour, their childish smiles and imaginations taking them to places deep within their wildest dreams.

It only felt like Yesterday. And as Kibum kept running with Jinki’s slightly bigger hand in his, he wondered where the time had flown.