"..why..?" Daehyun asked, voice almost failing him. "Why.. to the person i love, why did you do that, Jongup?" his weak whisper was too loud in the silent, blood-scented warehouse. He couldn't even bring himself to look at the dead bodies all over the floor. Not when Jongup was staring at him with something he couls not recognize as. "Love?" Jongup snide. His smirk made its way to his face again. "The people like us... are bad enough for living. And you think we can do any loving? Think you deserve to love, aren't you?" he asked with a sly, creepy grin. "I-" Daehyun's breath was getting heavier. Within whatever strength he had left, he moved his fingers to touch Jongup's knuckles on his knee. The younger flinched. For a moment, Daehyun thought he saw some emotions in Jongup's eyes. "I do, yes. Everyone- all of us.. even you, Moon Jongup. We deserve to love. To be loved. It's just- tell me the reason, Jongup. P-please.." he coughed a bit, spluttering drops of blood on Jongup's chest. Silence. Daehyun felt like his conciousness started to leave him. He suddenly was shoved to the wall, harsh. Before he could process what was happening, his chin was lifted with a finger angrily. Jongup stared at him with anger, which hurt Daehyun so much. To be the object of that much hatred. "Even I, deserve it, huh?" Jongup clamped his fingers on Daehyun's chin tightly. "J-jongup.." "Liar. You're a liar," Jongup hissed. "What are you-" Daehyun couldn't finish his word when suddenly Jongup was pressing his lips onto his. Daehyun's eyes grew wider in shock. It was painful and he felt like the little oxygen left in him was sucked out entirely. He struggled with all his might and eventually managed to push Jongup away. Breathing was almost an impossible task for him right now. "See? You're disgusted, yeah? Even in this state, even when you're on the edge of dying, you wouldn't let me have this!" Jongup growled before leaning forward to kiss Daehyun again. He held the older's hands above his head and connected their lips in a sloppy, messy movement as Daehyun trashed and turned his head to avoid any of his attack. Jongup grew angrier. "And you said I deserve it! You fucking liar- if I deserve to love, why did you never look at me that way? If I- if I really deserve to be loved, why did you not love me the way I love you all these whiles, you fucking bastard?!" Jongup's chest moved rapidly as he lashed out his anger. "Look at me," he grabbed Daehyun's head with trembling hands. "Jongup-ah..." "I- I've loved you-" Jongup shut his eyes and shook his head. "I've loved you for so long and yet-" "Jongup, why-" "For so long and you didn't- why did you do this to me, Jung Daehyun? I- I loved you, but y-you love her.." a drop of tear ran slowly down his face. "Jongup I didn't know-" "Right. Let's just.. put an end to all these. Should we? Yes, yes I should," Jongup laughed, eyes filled with tears but nothing in his mind. He was losing it. The day Daehyun announced he was getting married after their final mission, Jongup swore he could never forget that day. He wished he would not be as broken, but he did. It was unfair. Daehyun was unfair. "If I couldn't have you, why would anyone else? If I didn't deserve you, why did that woman? If your love is not for me, why would you give it to someone else?" Jongup picked up the gun on the floor, ran it on Daehyun's body until it landed on his neck. The latter was heaving, half scared, half hurt. Why would Daehyun feel hurt? It was Jongup who was broken an hurting inside, each time he saw him with his girlfriend. It was Jongup who should feel pained because Daehyun wouldn't look at him the way he looked at that woman. He pressed the tip of the gun onto Daehyun's skin. Daehyun's eyes were pleading. Jongup didn't see that. "I love you, always," he whispered, and immediately pulled the trigger. He won. This lonely battle he was having since then, Jongup had won it all. He didn't feel like celebrating, but he did won. Daehyun's body fell and just like the others, stilled and covered in their own blood. Jongup walked lifelessly to leave the scene. He shrugged the leather jacket he was having on and threw it without any aim. He won, and that's all that matter. He won, and the rest died. Daehyun died too, so Jongup won.
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