Destiny at our door 3/3 YooSu Oneshot
Title:Destiny at our door
Pairings:Yoochun ♥ Junsu
Rating:Nc 17
Genre:AU, romance, smutt
Summary:Love is what you need to know and to learn.
A/N: How can I express my anger now? Lj ajdakjshdksjahldkjaäö. I'm ok
PART 3
“You slut! Fucking whore! What did I tell you about leaving my hyung? You’re a piece of shit that doesn’t deserve to live. You robbed a happy family of their hapiness, my SISTER COMMITED SUICIDE BEACAUSE OF YOU!!! I’ll never forget you.”
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Junsu kept staring at the phone. What did he hear just now? Yoochun’s wife died and not just a simple death, she took her own life. Guilt blinded him and he stumbled back to his room. Yoochun just left in a hurry, telling him that he had some business to take care of.
Feeling his way to the bedroom he knocked into the wall, into the table and many more. Finally laying down on the bed and let out the most heart aching cry. Yoochun’s wife died because of suicide. But it was he who killed her; if he didn’t exist she would still be alive. Guilt ate him up from inside; it mocked him of his existence, just like his mother once told him.
“You’re nothing but a nuisance. Disappear from this world and we the rest would be able to live in peace”
She was right. He caused nothing but trouble for those close to him. He should just disappear from this world so that everyone else can live happily.
He hit his head against the bed pole. The pain only eased him consciousness but this was not enough. He needed the absolute.
Heading for the bathroom he filled the tub with water. He cleaned his face, if he was heading toward death, then he would great death as a whore he is.
He looked for a sharp object and found it in the lowest drawer.
In this moment he thought of nothing, his mind blank as his eyes. He felt nothing when the blade came to contact with his skin. He slashed his wrist again and this time the smell of iron reached his nose. He had succeeded. Blood was flooding down the bathtub mixing with the water.
Junsu’s life played like a film before his eyes. Childhood passed in a blink of eye, because there was never much to enjoy about being a child, adulthood was melancholy, he came dirtied and tainted then for the first time. There! His first encounter with Yoochun. He would never forget the man. Yoochun loved him with his whole heart but he didn’t deserve this love.
With a happy smile on his face Junsu embraced death.
***
“Hyung please stop hurting yourself. Junsu wouldn’t be happy if he knew that you’re wasting your life away.”
At the mention of Junsu’s name he turned his face to whoever was complaining to him about his lifestyle. His bloodshot eyes were hollow like an empty pit.
“Please Yoochun, think of us the rest who still loves you and needs you.”
Their faces were sad and full of pity. But that’s not what he wanted to see. He wanted to see the beautiful smile of his angel.
“Angel, my angel,”
***
“Sedate him.”
The nurse gave the man a shot and left.
“Junsu-shii, I’m really sorry for keeping you here. But it’s the best for us all. I can’t let Yoochun go through all the pain again.”
The machine’s peeping increased at the mention of Yoochun’s name. The man lying in the bed was fighting for his consciousness but the drug had already started to work.
“Please forgive us all.”
***
Birds were chippering outside in unison; together they sang a sad requiem. A cold wind blew outside, autumn was here and the leaves were falling from the braches.
“Buurru it’s cold outside Junsu-shii. I’ll close the window for you.”
A/N:
It’s not all AU but I did my best. I finished it yesterday and wanted to read it through once more, aaaaaaaaaaaa hell. It took me some time and I was sitting here T.T how much more is there O.O
Who cares about my opinion, tell me yours instead.
Who can guess the identities of the two last persons talking? I’ll give away cookies>.<
Pairings:Yoochun ♥ Junsu
Rating:Nc 17
Genre:AU, romance, smutt
Summary:Love is what you need to know and to learn.
A/N: How can I express my anger now? Lj ajdakjshdksjahldkjaäö. I'm ok
PART 3
“You slut! Fucking whore! What did I tell you about leaving my hyung? You’re a piece of shit that doesn’t deserve to live. You robbed a happy family of their hapiness, my SISTER COMMITED SUICIDE BEACAUSE OF YOU!!! I’ll never forget you.”
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Junsu kept staring at the phone. What did he hear just now? Yoochun’s wife died and not just a simple death, she took her own life. Guilt blinded him and he stumbled back to his room. Yoochun just left in a hurry, telling him that he had some business to take care of.
Feeling his way to the bedroom he knocked into the wall, into the table and many more. Finally laying down on the bed and let out the most heart aching cry. Yoochun’s wife died because of suicide. But it was he who killed her; if he didn’t exist she would still be alive. Guilt ate him up from inside; it mocked him of his existence, just like his mother once told him.
“You’re nothing but a nuisance. Disappear from this world and we the rest would be able to live in peace”
She was right. He caused nothing but trouble for those close to him. He should just disappear from this world so that everyone else can live happily.
He hit his head against the bed pole. The pain only eased him consciousness but this was not enough. He needed the absolute.
Heading for the bathroom he filled the tub with water. He cleaned his face, if he was heading toward death, then he would great death as a whore he is.
He looked for a sharp object and found it in the lowest drawer.
In this moment he thought of nothing, his mind blank as his eyes. He felt nothing when the blade came to contact with his skin. He slashed his wrist again and this time the smell of iron reached his nose. He had succeeded. Blood was flooding down the bathtub mixing with the water.
Junsu’s life played like a film before his eyes. Childhood passed in a blink of eye, because there was never much to enjoy about being a child, adulthood was melancholy, he came dirtied and tainted then for the first time. There! His first encounter with Yoochun. He would never forget the man. Yoochun loved him with his whole heart but he didn’t deserve this love.
With a happy smile on his face Junsu embraced death.
***
“Hyung please stop hurting yourself. Junsu wouldn’t be happy if he knew that you’re wasting your life away.”
At the mention of Junsu’s name he turned his face to whoever was complaining to him about his lifestyle. His bloodshot eyes were hollow like an empty pit.
“Please Yoochun, think of us the rest who still loves you and needs you.”
Their faces were sad and full of pity. But that’s not what he wanted to see. He wanted to see the beautiful smile of his angel.
“Angel, my angel,”
***
“Sedate him.”
The nurse gave the man a shot and left.
“Junsu-shii, I’m really sorry for keeping you here. But it’s the best for us all. I can’t let Yoochun go through all the pain again.”
The machine’s peeping increased at the mention of Yoochun’s name. The man lying in the bed was fighting for his consciousness but the drug had already started to work.
“Please forgive us all.”
***
Birds were chippering outside in unison; together they sang a sad requiem. A cold wind blew outside, autumn was here and the leaves were falling from the braches.
“Buurru it’s cold outside Junsu-shii. I’ll close the window for you.”
A/N:
It’s not all AU but I did my best. I finished it yesterday and wanted to read it through once more, aaaaaaaaaaaa hell. It took me some time and I was sitting here T.T how much more is there O.O
Who cares about my opinion, tell me yours instead.
Who can guess the identities of the two last persons talking? I’ll give away cookies>.<