Yoru
Title: Yoru
Pairing: ilsik / iljae
Rating: pg-13 (MENTIONS *GASP* BLOWJOB!!)
Summary: We weren't meant to be.
A/N: idk i got randomly inspired bc of a song (it's yoru by ten to sen) also im pretty sure i just want to destroy hyunsik tbh
It's too late. He's gone. You can't get him back.
Hyunsik stumbles back, lips parting to take in the breath that he so badly wants to. He wants to cry, scream, yell, do something. But all he can manage to do is step. One, two, three. At three, Ilhoon looks up, takes his mouth off of Sungjae's dick, his eyes are wide and he's murmuring this isn't what it looks like, baby. Hyunsik's pretty sure he knocked over the lamp trying to step away from the scene. He wants to look away, but he can't. The flowers in his hand drop to the ground; a dozen roses for his beloved.
His throat feels tight. There's a laugh heard and it's more of an incredulous sound than an amused one. He realizes later that it was his laugh.
Hyunsik turns, and he walks away.
Behind him, he can hear Ilhoon curse and scramble from the bed. A shuffling noise follows--he's looking for his clothes thrown haphazardly across the room. Hyunsik imagines Sungjae sitting on the bed, completely bewildered because, Ilhoon, who is this? You told me you didn't have a boyfriend.
It's all Hyunsik can take before the tears flow freely. His heart clenches painfully when the salt tracks fall down his cheeks like thin rivers. They trail to his mouth, falling into the curves of his plump lips. He's sad; he can't remember ever being this sad before. It feels like a part of him was ripped out and stomped on.
"Hyunsik," Ilhoon calls, grabbing his shoulder. He stops. "It's not-- you knew this was going to happen. We're both-- we-- we weren't meant to be. Please understand. Please. I'm so sorry."
We weren't meant to be.
I'm so sorry.
The words ring in his ears incessantly. Tears flow harder. He rips away from Ilhoon and walks out the door.
He's gone. You lost him. It's your fault. You let him go.
Pairing: ilsik / iljae
Rating: pg-13 (MENTIONS *GASP* BLOWJOB!!)
Summary: We weren't meant to be.
A/N: idk i got randomly inspired bc of a song (it's yoru by ten to sen) also im pretty sure i just want to destroy hyunsik tbh
It's too late. He's gone. You can't get him back.
Hyunsik stumbles back, lips parting to take in the breath that he so badly wants to. He wants to cry, scream, yell, do something. But all he can manage to do is step. One, two, three. At three, Ilhoon looks up, takes his mouth off of Sungjae's dick, his eyes are wide and he's murmuring this isn't what it looks like, baby. Hyunsik's pretty sure he knocked over the lamp trying to step away from the scene. He wants to look away, but he can't. The flowers in his hand drop to the ground; a dozen roses for his beloved.
His throat feels tight. There's a laugh heard and it's more of an incredulous sound than an amused one. He realizes later that it was his laugh.
Hyunsik turns, and he walks away.
Behind him, he can hear Ilhoon curse and scramble from the bed. A shuffling noise follows--he's looking for his clothes thrown haphazardly across the room. Hyunsik imagines Sungjae sitting on the bed, completely bewildered because, Ilhoon, who is this? You told me you didn't have a boyfriend.
It's all Hyunsik can take before the tears flow freely. His heart clenches painfully when the salt tracks fall down his cheeks like thin rivers. They trail to his mouth, falling into the curves of his plump lips. He's sad; he can't remember ever being this sad before. It feels like a part of him was ripped out and stomped on.
"Hyunsik," Ilhoon calls, grabbing his shoulder. He stops. "It's not-- you knew this was going to happen. We're both-- we-- we weren't meant to be. Please understand. Please. I'm so sorry."
We weren't meant to be.
I'm so sorry.
The words ring in his ears incessantly. Tears flow harder. He rips away from Ilhoon and walks out the door.
He's gone. You lost him. It's your fault. You let him go.