Love. Hurt. See. Splat [Changsu]
Title: Love. Hurt. See. Splat. [Oneshot]
Pairing: Changsu [unrequited]
Fandom: DBSK
Rating: PG? There’s death and well… intimacy…
Summary: Normal days are the ones that kill you.
It seems like a normal day…
I wake up with hope which diminishes in seconds as I go to breakfast with a fake smile. After a silent meal with the three other members I return to my room and ready myself for training.
I glance at the mirror before I step out. I don’t know why… was I waiting as if something should be different? Was I waiting for something to miraculously make me change? So I’d be what he wanted?
Moments passed and nothing happens. I close my eyes and look away from the mirror. I take a deep breath to control myself before I leave my room. They aren’t ready yet so I leave without them.
I like going on my own, I have time to think. Not that I like the thinking. I always end up in the same place… dark room, sharp metal…
I shake my head. Not yet, I tell myself. Not while there’s people around. If they knew…
First it was giggles, then a shuffle of feet. At first I thought it was the neighbours but then the familiar voice sounded from the corridor beside me.
“Junsu?” I called out softly moving into the hallway towards his hushed voice. The words he was speaking were out of my hearing so I moved closer, hoping to catch his conversation.
I wished I hadn’t.
I didn’t want to see that.
I couldn’t believe I saw that.
I looked away instantly but the image burned into my memory.
I felt sick and stumbled away from the hallway.
He had her pressed against a wall… where was her shirt… don’t they usually have a shirt on… and his pants… he usually had those too… his lips against her throat… her leg wrapped around his waist…
It was all there, in my head.
It wouldn’t leave.
I couldn’t make it leave.
So I made myself leave…
The news reporter made it sound simple…
Too much pressure.
Splat.
They had no idea. No one did. He never told anyone.
He kept everything inside and no one noticed him in pain.
They did notice the scars though… after.
They were angry at him for it.
They were angry because of what he did.
They were angry he left them.
No one was angry at him though…
No.
It was all Changmin’s fault he loved him…