[drabble] The deceptions of crying
jaejoong-centric | PG-13 | drabble | weirdness
Let's cry cry cry. It won't hurt anymore, right?
Jaejoong pressed his fingers between his lips, biting his nails without upmost care as he craved onto them with his long fangs. Blood perching from his numb fingers as he tried to retain every bit of sanity left.
The sun went down quicker than he expected. The shadows of the night lingered openly, almost exposing themself within the last bit of the sun's remnants.
They're here and indeed, they are looking for him.
It wasn't hard for Jaejoong to notice with the dreary weather, the sudden cold air and the lingering spots.
"Spots and specks, here they come, here they come. Spots and specks." Jaejoong mumbled to himself, watching the specks and spots, spots and specks coming closer to him.
A spot shook him and he could see more specks, "Jaejoong, let's go" prying the bloody fingers away from the other's lips.
"nhhhhh" Jaejoong protested, biting onto his fingers before they could leave his mouth.
A crunch, a munch. A lick, a feel. A pull, a grr.
Crack crack crack. Snap!
"Jaejoong! Stop it!" The spot whacked his head and off his hand went, a bloody mess, wrinkled with shreds of skin and a marrow bone.
The spot said to stop it. Stop it goes the spot.
Jaejoong stares.
The spot tops it with a stop. Tops with a spot. A spot opts to stop. Spot opts tops stop pots?
"We're going back, Jaejoong" The spot states and Jaejoong smudges his blood on the other's shirt.
A bloody spot. Water in his eyes, casting a flood on his face and Jaejoong thinks...
"Are you crazy?"
A drop, flop, mop, pop, stop.
"No, Jaejoong..."
Spot, knot, pot, lot, hot, shot.
"You're insane."
A/N: weird title...
Let's cry cry cry. It won't hurt anymore, right?
Jaejoong pressed his fingers between his lips, biting his nails without upmost care as he craved onto them with his long fangs. Blood perching from his numb fingers as he tried to retain every bit of sanity left.
The sun went down quicker than he expected. The shadows of the night lingered openly, almost exposing themself within the last bit of the sun's remnants.
They're here and indeed, they are looking for him.
It wasn't hard for Jaejoong to notice with the dreary weather, the sudden cold air and the lingering spots.
"Spots and specks, here they come, here they come. Spots and specks." Jaejoong mumbled to himself, watching the specks and spots, spots and specks coming closer to him.
A spot shook him and he could see more specks, "Jaejoong, let's go" prying the bloody fingers away from the other's lips.
"nhhhhh" Jaejoong protested, biting onto his fingers before they could leave his mouth.
A crunch, a munch. A lick, a feel. A pull, a grr.
Crack crack crack. Snap!
"Jaejoong! Stop it!" The spot whacked his head and off his hand went, a bloody mess, wrinkled with shreds of skin and a marrow bone.
The spot said to stop it. Stop it goes the spot.
Jaejoong stares.
The spot tops it with a stop. Tops with a spot. A spot opts to stop. Spot opts tops stop pots?
"We're going back, Jaejoong" The spot states and Jaejoong smudges his blood on the other's shirt.
A bloody spot. Water in his eyes, casting a flood on his face and Jaejoong thinks...
"Are you crazy?"
A drop, flop, mop, pop, stop.
"No, Jaejoong..."
Spot, knot, pot, lot, hot, shot.
"You're insane."
A/N: weird title...