i dont write anymore.

[1:27AM] i was the one who loved you even though you gave me thousands of reasons not to.

[duhyuck]

[3:24pm] Your dog scratches at your door to be let in. You mumble something about telling Sicheng to open the door, until you realise he’s not there anymore. And he’s not coming back.

[duhyuck]

[5:32PM] Crownprince!Jaehyun’s smile falters when he catches prince!Taeyong’s arms around you.

[duhyuck]

[1:25AM] “It won’t always hurt this bad...” long distance boyfriend! Mark reassures through the screen, his worried features meeting your blurry eyes as you try to push off the heavy feeling of missing him.

[duhyuck]

[2:48AM] Even with the fear of being infected, Yuta keeps his gun in his pocket as he cradles infected!Winwin in his arms.

[duhyuck]

@hyuckscult

[10:26PM] “If we had never touched, it would’ve saved us some pain,” you sigh into the starry night, a soft tear falling from your eyes.

Your body slowly goes limp as your soulmate bracelet tightens around your wrist and your sun tattoo burns into your skin. And as you close your eyes, you swear you see a vision of your unmet soulmate, Haechan, crying to the sky too.

[duhyuck]

[7:37AM] You sit at the dining table, a soft smile plastered on your face as you happily munch at the breakfast your best friend, Haechan, cooked you.

He sits next to you, his palm under his chin, and soft eyes watching your happy form. You pause from your eating and look up at him, “thank you, Hyuck...”

He just smiles and lets you finish the food before helping out to wash the dishes. But as he was doing so, a question fills his mind.

You finish washing before turning to the stiff boy, confused at his changed demeanour. He tugs slightly at the hem of his shirt, avoiding eye contact with you as you near him. And as you begin to open your mouth, your met with words coming from his.

“Why were you crying last night?”

[duhyuck]

[12:37AM] “Do you regret me?” You sigh out, eyes travelling from the floor and onto the boy who broke your heart.

Doyoung stands in his spot – in the doorframe of your front door – bewildered at the sudden question, his orbs trying to understand yours. But you look away. “What?”

“Don’t act like I didn’t see what you did,” you breathe out, trying to fight the coming tears. He stands in silence. “Do you?” You force.

“Yes.”

“Why?” You finally breakdown, allowing the hot water to spring from your glassy eyes. At this point, your hands are shaking and your breathing becomes abnormal – memories of the night you walked into him and his newly-found partner flooding your vision.

Doyoung almost panics and begins to lift his arms to wrap around you but stops himself. Pursing his lips, a sigh escapes them, before you hear the words you never wanted to hear.

“Because you never made me happy.”

[duhyuck]

[3:19PM] “A phone call would’ve been good,” was the first thing you said when you opened the front door to Mark.

He pursed his lips and tangled his fingers at the hem of his shirt. “I’m sorry.”

“That’s it? You’re sorry?” You exclaim, your grip on the wooden door tightening. He stays silent as you let his words hit him.

“I waited, Mark. We did everything together. You promised we would go to the park that day – I waited. You never came. T-then when I came to your house, you were gone. Everything was gone,” you let the hot tears fall.

“But then, I saw you on TV. You looked so happy and I wished you could’ve just told me. I would’ve supported you...”

[duhyuck]

[5:47PM] Hacker!Doyoung hacks into your ex’s phone and finds the girl he cheated on you with. Doyoung meets up with her and finds out she was played with too, and creates a plan to ruin your ex’s life.

[duhyuck]

[2:58AM] “I can’t do this anymore.”

“You’re being dramatic.”

“I’m being dramatic?” You scoff, “Jungwoo nearly died! And I’m ‘being dramatic’?” You exclaim, looking at the unpleased expression on the tall man’s face.

“Johnny, take a good look around yourself, you barely have anyone left, and you want to keep this mafia thing going?” You push on, knitting your eyebrows together, and tapping against his chest. He stays silent.

You let your arms fall by your side, sighing as you continue on, “you act like this team is the only thing you have left...”

“You act like you don’t have a daughter that’s waiting for you to come home everyday, expecting that you’re fine.”

[duhyuck]

[4:48PM] Tutor!Doyoung apologises when you confess to him, explaining he was only there to help and nothing more.

[duhyuck]

[5:39PM] Despite being your guardian angel, Renjun regrets knowing you, for all he does is cause you great pain.

[duhyuck]

[10:26PM] While playing truth or dare, bad boy!Jaemin dares you to leave, after seeing you flirt with his best friend.

[duhyuck]

[8:08PM] Mark ignores his duties of being the friendly neighbourhood spiderman when you break his heart.

[duhyuck]

[12:37AM] ⚠️ trigger warning ⚠️

“You’re always on my mind, you know?” Renjun breathes out, a cloud of cold fog escaping his lips.

He continues, letting his tears flood his vision of the stars, “I always thought you felt like home to me – that I couldn’t live in this world without you,” he looks below him, the concrete edge and high terrain etching him to do what he promised to never.

He takes one final look into the starry night, “I’m sorry, Y/N...”

Then he was off.

[duhyuck]

[6:78PM] “I didn’t want it to be like this! Do you think I like hurting you?” Vampire!Doyoung hisses, his fangs spiking in anger, “I was controlled, Y/N!”

“Controlled?” You scoff, eyebrows raising. “Doyoung, I have fangs now!” You complain, sliding your tongue against your teeth to showcase your newly-found sharp canines.

“It’s not my fault!”

“Well, you better do something about it. Because I’m not about to live my whole life drinking blood and falling in love with someone I can’t have.”

“Someone you can’t have?”

“Humans don’t like vampires, Doyoung.”

“Right, and you think Jaehyun would still fall for you even if you weren’t one? Grow up, Y/N.”

[duhyuck]

[3:12AM] “It’s nothing, it’s just a cut.”

“A cut? Taeil, your whole body is covered in cuts! What happened?” You angrily whisper, trying not to disturb the rest of the sleeping boys in the dorm.

He ignores you and moves into the bathroom – with you trailing behind him – to clean up, grabbing the first aid kit from the bottom cabinet. He throws the box onto the counter and swiftly opens the lid, treating his wounds as if it’s a normal occurrence. You watch silently as he barely winces from the contact of the rubbing alcohol against his sores.

“You’re not bothered?” You ask, moving your gaze from him to the floor, unpleased of his appearance.

“Why would I? They’re just cuts, Y/N.”

“No, I mean...” you pause, coughing to cut the silence, “going out every night... risking your life all the time? It doesn’t bother you?”

Taeil sighs softly, throwing his cotton swabs in the bin and returning the first aid box to its normal spot, “it does.”

“Then why do you do it?”

“It’s the only way to get your father off your back, Y/N. I promised you I’d keep you safe.”