🚨Warnings🚨: Talk of su*cide attempt
Soobin found himself where he promised he’d never go again. Stuck in the back of his mind lifeless, allowing his demons to swallow him whole. Sighing deeply, Soobin turned in his bed to face the wall, drawing endless patterns and envisioning final letters written in messy font across the lines and occasionally over dry paint bubbles.
What did Yeonjun see in him that was so great he wouldn’t let him go through with it?
-Was that boy happy with himself that I’m still stuck in such a hell hole?-
“Why would I be happy about that?” Yeonjun spoke behind him, the sound of wind filling Soobin’s room.
Startled, Soobin sat up straight, turning to face his savior.
“How many times do I have to tell you? Stay out of my head and close my window you love coming in.”
Yeonjun rolled eyes doing as he was told.
“To be fair, it was a force of habit, an accident.” Yeonjun spoke between his sharp teeth.
Soobin sucked his teeth, noticing his fangs, a burst of anger boiled within him. “Is that all I am to you, a blood bank? Is that why you keep me alive, huh?”
Hurt, Yeonjun’s eyes flashed between their normal brown and silver. “What?”
“You heard me. You keep me alive so every time your hunt goes wrong, you come and feed off me. You did not save me because you love me, you saved me for yourself.” Soobin spat.
Yeonjun didn’t say anything, he just sighed deeply fixing his jaw so his fangs could retract back into his gums behind his normal ones.
“You know you don’t think that.”
Soobin scoffed “Don’t I? Don’t I really? Because I haven’t seen you in weeks but suddenly today you magically delicious come through my window with your teeth out.”
Yeonjun couldn’t argue. He had left Soobin suddenly not returning his calls or answering his cries for help. Soobin had every right to feel that way because the first and officially the last time Yeonjun fed on him, it was for the sake of his sanity.
Yeonjun looked Soobin in the eyes. “I’m sorry.”
Soobin clenched his fist. Sorry. Something about that word just set him off. Getting out the bed, he stood in front of Yeonjun, eyes burning into his non-existent soul. “You’re sorry?”
“Yes, Soobin I’m sorry. What else do you want me to say-”
Soobin didn’t let him finish the sentence. All he saw was red, slapping Yeonjun so hard his hand hurt. Yeonjun stumbled back in shock.
“ALWAYS FUCKING SORRY BUT DO THE SAME OLE SHIT!” Soobin stomped like a bratty child.
Sorry. He was tired of being apologized to. He didn’t want his fucking apology. What he wanted was the boy who saved him. Who promised he’d always be there when he needed him most.
Nobody cares. Not his parents. Not Yeonjun. Soobin was alone and his clock was ticking.
It was just something about that apology that triggered him and with each hit he landed, the poor supernatural pissed him off more.
Yeonjun didn’t deserve to be the one who took Soobin’s outburst, but after all, Yeonjun understood.
“Soobin. Please stop hitting me. I’m here now, let me help you.” Yeonjun grabbed the distressed boy’s hand.
Breaking down, Soobin dropped to his knees sobbing. Yeonjun followed, wrapping him in his arms, rocking side to side.
“Why didn’t you just let me do it. Why won’t you let me be free?”
At first, he wasn’t sure how to answer. He felt if he was to tell Soobin the truth it would damage him.
“Because you’re my friend Soobin. That’s what friends are for. I’m here for you and I’m sorry that I left without notice. I’m sorry that I didn’t answer your calls. I’m sorry that I left when you needed me most.”
-I’m sorry that I love you so much that I couldn’t live with myself if something ever happened to you again-
Yeonjun would never admit his feelings. Soobin was not in the right state of mind to handle such a heavy word, it could break him.
“Please Soobin. Don’t be angry with me. I’m not like the others okay. I care, I care so much. Don’t ever think for a second that will ever change.”
By now Soobin has stopped sobbing, the only sound that filled his room now was his slow breathing as he tried to fight off his sleep.
“Hey, why don’t we lay down, you’re falling asleep.” Yeonjun went to stand up but was stopped by a whine from Soobin.
“No. Just stay here, please. Just hold me for a little while longer.”
Yeonjun sat back down to lean against the dresser behind him, pulling Soobin into his lap. The boys wrapped their arms around each other sitting in the dark secretly fulfilling each other’s wishes, dreaming of what the world would be if they could be together like this, forever.
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