doojoon/yoseob: we are all scared of death
we are all scared of death
doojoon/yoseob
pg-13, future!au
we are all scared of death.
monday.
they stayed in the abandon building, living off on little water and little food, but they are happy, because they still have each other and those quiet nights filled with secret kisses and promises became the favorites of them both.
tuesday.
they learned about the news a few days before they actually came.
"we're damned." doojoon laughed, holding yoseob's hand a little tighter, and feeling the cold metal of his gun sinked a little into his palm.
wednesday.
they didn't expect them to find them so soon. yoseob was the first to noticed those cold blue eyes and those clicking footsteps and those small, quiet voices.
he remembered aiming his bullets at the silvery body.
he remembered doojoon running towards him.
he remembered the silver sins brushed against his skin.
and he remembered praying that doojoon will be able to forget him soon enough.
thursday.
"doojoon, we really are damned." yoseob looked at the little scar that slithered around his arm and he looked back at doojoon, eyes wide and sad and a little guilty.
"please, no." doojoon breathed into yoseob's mouth, tasting a little heartbreak in between.
friday.
his skin is like ice. his eyes are like cold water. his lips are written and sewed into a thin, beautiful but deadly line.
yoseob's so cold, no matter how tight doojoon held him in his arms and heart.
"doo-joon-ie."
"doo-joon-ie."
"yoseob-ah..." doojoon doesn't cry because the tears will break yoseob's precious skin, but right now he might be sobbing a little.
saturday.
doojoon doesn't look, doesn't touch, doesn't hear.
his fingers trembled against the cold metal and he doesn't, doesn't want to...
bang.
"i'm so sorry."
sunday.
"...i lo-ove-y...ou doo-ojoo...nie..."
author's note:
in which robots are taking over the world and they want to turn everyone into a robot too ahahaha
i miss dooseob ;AAAAAA; fc men fancam so adorable ♥ ♥ bb kicking dooface's ass ahahah ♥
i want beast to comeback, i miss you six stupid dorks on stage ♥
doojoon/yoseob
pg-13, future!au
we are all scared of death.
monday.
they stayed in the abandon building, living off on little water and little food, but they are happy, because they still have each other and those quiet nights filled with secret kisses and promises became the favorites of them both.
tuesday.
they learned about the news a few days before they actually came.
"we're damned." doojoon laughed, holding yoseob's hand a little tighter, and feeling the cold metal of his gun sinked a little into his palm.
wednesday.
they didn't expect them to find them so soon. yoseob was the first to noticed those cold blue eyes and those clicking footsteps and those small, quiet voices.
he remembered aiming his bullets at the silvery body.
he remembered doojoon running towards him.
he remembered the silver sins brushed against his skin.
and he remembered praying that doojoon will be able to forget him soon enough.
thursday.
"doojoon, we really are damned." yoseob looked at the little scar that slithered around his arm and he looked back at doojoon, eyes wide and sad and a little guilty.
"please, no." doojoon breathed into yoseob's mouth, tasting a little heartbreak in between.
friday.
his skin is like ice. his eyes are like cold water. his lips are written and sewed into a thin, beautiful but deadly line.
yoseob's so cold, no matter how tight doojoon held him in his arms and heart.
"doo-joon-ie."
"doo-joon-ie."
"yoseob-ah..." doojoon doesn't cry because the tears will break yoseob's precious skin, but right now he might be sobbing a little.
saturday.
doojoon doesn't look, doesn't touch, doesn't hear.
his fingers trembled against the cold metal and he doesn't, doesn't want to...
bang.
"i'm so sorry."
sunday.
"...i lo-ove-y...ou doo-ojoo...nie..."
author's note:
in which robots are taking over the world and they want to turn everyone into a robot too ahahaha
i miss dooseob ;AAAAAA; fc men fancam so adorable ♥ ♥ bb kicking dooface's ass ahahah ♥
i want beast to comeback, i miss you six stupid dorks on stage ♥