The tall man kept on packing his clothes inside the large bag that was on top of the bed, his eyes were swollen, definitely showing he had been crying. The bag no longer had hold of the clothes, making him frustrated, "Fucking.." the tall man mumbled, his tears soon were starting to run down his cheeks, as he tried hardly to fit all the clothes in the bag, as if he was place his pain there.
"Dongwoon.." a voice was heard as a shorter guy entered the room, hesitation was evident in his voice, his hands— no, his whole body was still shaking. He had tears in his cheeks as well, his hand soon turned into a fist as he got no reply. He hated when he was ignored, in fact, he hated when he wanted to hear someone’s voice and he’d get silence. No word, no full sentence. No look. He took some steps near the tall one and held his wrist, despite all his pride, he couldn’t afford to lose the only one who made him happy. "Dongwoon, please listen to me."
“I’m not listening." his voice was sharp as a knife, the other had been warned about it. He knew the day Dongwoon would get mad at him, things would get terrible and as expected he didn’t know how to act, what to say, what to do to make the other calm down. Obviously, if it was the other way around, stuff would be alright by now. That’s how it worked. Dongwoon was the anchor, the savior, the good one and Gikwang was the one to expect bad things to happen. In his mind that is. & this time, it was only proving how right he was. How he would mess up.
Dongwoon held the bag which was not closed and pushed Gikwang out of his sight, walking to the front door. Kwang’s heart soon turned into a weaker beat, as he watched the other walk away from, without thinking twice he ran after him, his arms were moved around his body and his head hid in his back, as a sob killed the silence. “Don’t leave me, don’t leave me Dongwoon… don’t leave me.” his voice was desperate, his grip would get tighter around his fiance, who was simply standing there, holding his bag quite tightly. “Dongwoon please.. you said you’d handle me, please don’t leave me. I’m so sorry. Don’t go, please, please I beg you. Don’t leave me alone, I love you so much.” Gikwang would beg, that’s all he could do. Beg. Beg for his fiance to stay by his side. For him not to leave. For him to stay, to love him. “You promised.."
"You betrayed my trust. I don’t wanna be near you."
"I already explained it wasn’t like that, he was the one who kept saying shit and he— he— he suddenly kissed me! I pushed him away, I swear to God. I swear I didn’t want him to do that. Please, I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll never talk to him again." yet, those words only woke the rage on Woon’s heart again, he let go of Gikwang’s touch and walk to the door, leaving the other standing there in tears, only watching him leave. "I— Goodbye." hesitantly he opened the door and made his way out, slamming the door afterwards. And once again, silence took over the house.
