"There is enough in the world for everyone's need, but not enough for everyone's greed"

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*All in Chanyeol's POV*

I don't understand....

Why is Xiumin crying?

Why is he holding onto Luhan's coffin?

He's supposed to be smiling. Crying does not suit him.

I walk towards him.

Still crying.

I see Kris.

He's crying as well.

But not as much as Xiumin.

They both see me.

Xiumin opens his arms wide for me.

Of course,

I went into those warm arms that always welcome me.

"Why are you crying?"

Xiumin looked at me.

Smiling, but there tears, he shook his head.

He kissed my forehead.

I feel happy.

Very happy.

I felt his arms go down and he turned to hug Kris.

Am i not enough?

Is my body heat not hot enough?

Kris rubs Xiumin's back softly.

Patting his ever soft and nice smelling hair.

I should be doing that.

But i am for too small.

What would a kid understand?

Oh but i do...

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It's been a week since Luhan's death.

Xiumin still stays in Luhan's room,

crying while holding onto Luhan's pictures.

I want him to cry over me too.

Maybe i should die?

No,

I must live to protect Xiumin.

Even with these small hands i have.

I see Xiumin look up.

His smiling.

He looks better with a smile.

The door i was holding onto creeked ever slightly.

Xiumin turns over too me.

Keeping back Luhan's pictures back in his drawer.

Walking over too me.

Strocking my hair lovingly.

"You'll always stay with me, right?"

I didn't understand.

But i nod anyways.

We both hear a knock on the door.

It was Kris.

His eyes were slightly swollen.

"Hello honey."

Xiumin says.

"Hello baby. I've got good news."

Xiumin and i stood up, 

he scooped me up in his hands 

as i rest my chin on his shoulder,

hugging him like he was my life string.

We went to the livingroom.

Xiumin didn't look at Luhan's favorite chair.

It must have brought back many memories.

I strock Xiumin's cheek and he smiled at me.

"What is it honey? The good news?"

Xiumin asks.

"I got a week off work."

Xiumin smiled brightly,

Kris hardly has any long day offs.

"We can go to that funfair that you wanted Chanyeol. The new one we saw the other day."

My big ears grew bigger.

Was it the funfair which i had wanted so much since I saw it for the very first time?

I hope so.

"Well, let's get packing. We have a weeks worth to start planning."

Oh how naive Kris.

My plan has started since i first laid my eyes on Xiumin.

I saw Xiumin kiss Kris.

But not on the forehead like Xiumin does to me

but on the lips.

Does it indecate something special?

Am i not special?

I kiss Xiumin's cheek and went back to our library room.

There's bound to be a car manual in there.

Why would i need a car manual?

To make the car ride more....Fun.

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Xiumin had packed all of the stuff we needed for the trip.

But i told Xiumin that we didn't need that much.

Xiumin asked why.

"It won't be that long of a trip."

i grin.

But to them it must be a cheeky grin.

Kris starts the car's engine.

Checking the car's oil tank.

Full.

I made a thriple cheek last nigh-

oops.

Ssshhss.

We started to head out. 

The drive was fun.

I didn't want it to be too fun tho'

or someone will regret.

Kris started to drive a bit faster.

The radio came out Kris's favorite song.

'I knew you were trouble'

He sang while looking at a blushing Xiumin.

The two held hands.

Are my hands to small for you?

Xiumin answer me.

Am i not enough?

Will I ever be enough?

Kris drove a bit more faster now.

Rain drops onto the car's windows.

The road was slippery.

Kris said for Xiumin and I to wear our seatbelt.

Says the guy that doesn't wear one.

The slippery road made the car twist.

"Kris, press the brake."

Xiumin said worriedly,

gripping onto Kris's hand tighter.

"I'm trying! it just won't brake!"

Kris yelled.

Like that would help .

Mind my mouth.

"KRIS!! THE BRAKE! PRESS THE BRAKE!!"

 but it was too late,

Kris accidently turn the stering wheel, not like the slippary road helped anyway,

and the car crashed into a tree.

Aah, the darkness.

It's not my time yet.

Go back.

I see light.

Good.

I open my eyes to see blood everywhere.

I could hear people stop their cars.

I went over to Kris.

He was dead,

body heat not found.

Brilliant.

I went over to Xiumin next.

Th..ump...th..ump..

Good, extremly good.

I held Xiumin's face.

Blood sticked to my small hands

but i don't mind. 

I could always wash it away later.

I kissed his lips just like how Kris would do to Xiumin.

"Ooh Xiumin. My greed is love and my love is you. So i've became greedy for you."

It was all worth it.

Pushing Luhan's face into his pillow until he stopped struggling.

Fixing the car over night so Kris would go back to god.

It was all worth it.

As long as i got you.

Xiumin.

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A/N: woah....i never knew i could write something like this...Well since i've gotten this out of my head, better start updating my other story. My first ever ANGST that actually passed in my book. ^.^ i actually like Chanyeol in here. :P hehehe bye bye beloveds~~ If it was crappy well it was for my own joy so i don't much care for critism.... But do comment <3 ^.^ have a nice day~~