Don't Ask, Just leave

Trust is long gone. So, don't bother me or even cross my path and we won't have a problem.... [ROLEPLAY ONLY =n=]

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Silver Kai Spam 16/.

©Kaura

[jgde]

[yeol-shi-blog]

[kimjongin-dbd]

I'm just asking you not to hate him and push him away when he comes back. He's a little... different nowadays.

Yeah. Whatever. Just get off my back.

[kimjongin-dbd]

He was taken away. Kidnapped. It wasn't his own choice. You think he would have left you if he could decide for himself? Never. He's doing everything to get back to you.

Just stop it. I've had enough of this. Just let it go. Leave me alone. If he was... You would never understand how I would feel to see him. Stop with the questions... It hurts enough.

[kimjongin-dbd]

What if he's still alive? He didn't have any choice whether to leave you or not. He misses you. A lot.

He didn't have a choice? Really. That's the excuse? I could care less. He left me. So why the fuck should I care if he's dead or alive?! I really don't.

[brbcrawlingtokorea]

[kimjongin-dbd]

It's a valid question. Why won't you?

I clearly don't give a fuck. Now will you please go the fuck away. I won't answer. Even if it's a valid question. Why is it so fucking important?

[taemin-dbd-blog]

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin sighed softly. Rubbing his aching neck while he looked around the building. Anything edible and useful left. He looked on shelves and even under them, just in case some had fallen when there was a quake. He got up and dusted himself before stopping abruptly. He had that...

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin's heart began to race, his senses kicked in. The question didn't register quickly. His eyes flickered to outside before walking over to Taemin. "Come." He took the other's hand and tugged him towards the back. "I think there's food in the back." Jongin didn't have time to respond to the question. The feeling that it was closer than before, scared him. Once they reached the back door, he heard a loud crack.

Jongin stopped for a second before opening the door to the back room and pulling Taemin in with him. Silently closing the door, he placed a finger to his lips. Motioning the other to keep quiet. He heard a low growl. Jongin quickly scanned the room. Hoping for an escape or something to block the door and they could wait it out. He knew whatever that thing was, it was vicious. He could feel it.

[yunacharms]

[delena-perfect-couple-blog-blog]

Do you like the blond Kai? I think that it’s good to make some difference! And i cut my hair on the same day as he did his new hairstyle!! #kpop #exo #exok #kai

[kimjongin-dbd]

Tf man... O.e i don't do drabbles. Its hard to think ;; you two did this to spite me...

[kimjongin-dbd]

Kill me.

The sound of metal hitting the tiled floor echoed loudly against his eard. To him, time seemed to have slowed down. Jongin's breathing was ragged. He didn't understand what came over him. But there he was, blood staining his hands and clothes. The reality seeping into his mind that he, indeed, killed someone. He never thought it would happen again. Jongin made sure he would never have to take another's life."I'm so sorry..." Words that spilled out of his mouth, even if it was already too late. He stared at the lifeless body in front of him. Multiple stab wounds shown. The one that really ended it, was the slit across the man's throat. Watching the blood seep out, he brought his gaze up to look at the pale face and felt the tightening in his chest. "Chanyeol.. I'm so sorry.." Jongin slid down the wall, shaking his head countless of times. He couldn't remember the reason why or how he did it. Everything was a blur...Tears spilled from his eyes. "What is wrong with me...?" His mind felt so numb to everything. He didn't feel like himself. Maybe the world wasn't meant for him. But he couldn't leave. He had promise Taemin he wouldn't leave him. Ever again. The corners of his lips twitched up into a bitter smile. Tipping his head back, he stared up at the ceiling. The silence made him drift off into his mind. Going over every detail of his life that went horribly wrong. Any reason for his sanity to just slip from his finger tips. Jongin couldn't stop the tears. It continued to flow, no matter how many attempts he took to wipe them away, his face was always wet from the tears. Bittersweet recollections made him laugh. He really had gone insane. He already killed a man for no reason. Jongin was meant to be alone. Maybe he killed Chanyeol because he was afraid that the other might get attached. Or maybe Jongin had figured that the taller would trick him and take him to the labs. Where the other would have fun torturing him for countless days and nights.Wake up.Jongin snapped his eyes opened and sat up quickly on his bed. Heart racing as his body was covered in cold sweat. He brought his trembling hands up to his face. Exhaling deeply as he tried to calm himself. "Holy fucking shit..." He rubbed his face, trying to get rid of whatever memory that he had from that nightmare. "I'm going fucking crazy... Jesus..." He looked around his room before laying back down. Shaking his head slowly. He knew that it would be another restless night.

[kimjongin-dbd]

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin opened the cabinet and took out the painkillers. Hearing the audible cursing from Chanyeol, he rolled his eyes and quickly walked back to the other. “Here here.” He grabbed the water bottle on the side table and held it out. Waiting for the Chanyeol to take it. “Just...

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin heaved a sigh. He needed to go out to search for food again. He had a few cans left. But since he had a guest. He'll be giving up a can. "I guess it can't be helped..." He muttered softly, scratching his head before he opened it. Looking for a clean spoon, he looked out the window from his kitchen. The sun was setting and he had to make a decision.

He walked out of the kitchen and made his way over. "Here's some food if you want." Jongin set the can on the table and turned to go. "Oh... And the sun is setting. You can stay here if you want." He most likely will regret it. But he really could careless. So, he proceeded to go to his room. Leaving his thoughts and concerns to himself.

[kimjongin-dbd]

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin gave it a moment for him to think. The other’s words would have scared him. But his mind was numb to teasing threats. He glanced at the other and kept a good grip around Chanyeol’s waist as they continued up the steps. Turning his attention back to where he walked,...

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin opened the cabinet and took out the painkillers. Hearing the audible cursing from Chanyeol, he rolled his eyes and quickly walked back to the other. "Here here." He grabbed the water bottle on the side table and held it out. Waiting for the Chanyeol to take it. "Just relax. If you need anything else then just ask. I'll go see if I have food left..." He gave a slight smile and headed for his kitchen, stopping suddenly to speak. "And yeah. I do think you have a fucked up mind. But don't take it to harshly. It's not like you wanted your mind that way, right?" He quickly walked away before he could get an answer. Knowing full well that the guy could kill him. But he ignored the fact and decided to at least help him.

Jongin is a complete idiot for bringing a man, a dangerous one, into his home. But he really had nothing to lose. So, if he died. It was his fault and whatever consequence the world gives him, he'll take it without a word. He believes that he's lived enough. Helping people along the way, maybe just two or three. And he fell in love once. And that was all he needed. Twice. But both meant nothing. Both of them disappeared with the wond and never came back. Death? Was something he can't really wait for.

[kimjongin-dbd]

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin scoffed slightly and tolled his eyes. “Stop talking… I have painkillers. I took some from the last encounter with those scientists.” He continued to walk. Not taking anymore protests from the taller. Despite that it sounded like a good idea to the other. It wasn’t....

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin gave it a moment for him to think. The other's words would have scared him. But his mind was numb to teasing threats. He glanced at the other and kept a good grip around Chanyeol's waist as they continued up the steps. Turning his attention back to where he walked, making sure he didn't trip. "Why? Because even the most evil soul has a tinge of good in them somewhere. Even if their mind is fucked up." He chuckled slightly and shook his head. "I could have ran. Disappeared. But if you really are faking everything... You would have slit my throat along with the rest of the guys. Stop asking questions. You can come and torture me or whatevers the next time we meet. Right now, we need to get you painkillers and let you rest."

They reached the apartment door. Jongin opening the door to the place and slowly made his way towards his couch. His place was small but comfortable to live in. Besides, space wasn't much of a bother to him because he was usually out and about. Searching for food or just things needed.

He set Chanyeol onto the couch gently. "Just relax. I'll go get the painkillers for you." Jongin straightened out his back and turn to to head for the bathroom where he kept everything.

[kimjongin-dbd]

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin blinked a few times before looking back at you. “Chanyeol?” His eyes went wide at the other’s actions. Quickly rushing to his side. “Jesus… What’s wrong?” He cursed under his breath and took Chanyeol’s arm, putting it over his shoulder while he wrapped an arm around...

[kimjongin-dbd]

Jongin scoffed slightly and tolled his eyes. "Stop talking... I have painkillers. I took some from the last encounter with those scientists." He continued to walk. Not taking anymore protests from the taller. Despite that it sounded like a good idea to the other. It wasn't. Especially the fact on how weak Chanyeol was. "You can be the big, scary man after you get better." He spoke, his voice hinting a slight tease to.it.

Jongin walked down an alleyway that had a side entrance to the apartment complex he lived in. The building was sturdy and still in one piece. He had to leave the two other places. Memories that filled the place was nothing but pure nightmares. He opened the door and carefully walked in with Chanyeol. "We have to climb a few steps... You don't mind right?" He looked at the other with concern, not wanting any incidents to happen while going up them.