Over
Their relationship was good once.
Changmin remembers walks on the beach, trips out to the country, cuddling on the couch, sex in the tub, kissing, just because you want to.
The good ole days.
But Changmin can’t remember who threw the first punch but he knows they always ended up tussling, fists flying and knees hurting.
Backs pushed into walls, body drops into the ground, bloody noses and scrapped elbows.
Sometimes it was over the littlest thing and sometimes the cops would be pulling them apart before either one can bang the other’s head until the floors a beautiful gooey red color.
And Changmin's going crazy.
“we need to end this.”
Junsu snaps up, “What the fuck are you talking about?”
Changmin swallows, “Me and you. Us, we, this relationship I’m fucking tired.”
Junsu tears up, “Tired of wha? You fucking bastard.”
Changmin growls, “all this shit you fucking bring. So much shit for what? What Junsu! A smack in the fucking face, a kick to the crotch. That shit is not fucking worth your cheap ass love.”
Junsu punches him, “You know what Changmin? Fuck you.”
Changmin holds his cheek as Junsu seethes in front of him. “Get the fuck out of my apartment.”
Changmin glares, “I didn’t want to be live in this piece of shit apartment longer then fucking necessary.”
He storms out.
Changmin paces back and forth as he waits outside the train station.
He shudders as he hears a crack of thunder before the sky lights up. Dry thunder always put Changmin in a terrible mood. He enters the train station with a frown.
Changmin swallows and tries to even out his breathing.
He’s single. Junsu is no longer his boyfriend. He feels his air crushing his heart and he chokes, struggling to breathe.
Changmin hears the train in the distance and his breathing races. “Junsu, oh Junsu how can I live with out you.” He twitches as he steps over the ledge. He hears screams and yells.
Changmin cries as arms wind around his waist. He hears faintly, “Are you fucking crazy?!” But his vision is blurred and his ears feel clogged.
The arms tighten but he's numb as he reaches for the train for the train as it whishing by.
“Junsu!” Changmin screams, “Junsu I’m sorry! Junsu you fucking bastard! Forgive me!”
he sobs into the warm chest pressed against him. The arms tighten him and he’s turned so they’re chest to chest.
Changmin feels a hand soothing through his hair.
“Come on man, calm down.”
His shoulders rock in fear, “Don’t leave me!!” Changmin cries.
The man pets him, “Calm down. we have to get you checked out man.”
Changmin crushes the warm man in his arms and hears a gasp. “Don’t leave me, you fucking bastard!”
The hand returns to his hair. “I’ll be here. Don’t cry.”
Changmin can feel him trying to get up but it’s hard with his sobbing. “Come on they need to check you.” Changmin bites his shoulder, “Promise you fucking asshole, you won’t leave me.” He doesn’t care if he’s saying to the wrong person and he doesn’t care if he leaves. Cause nothing fucking matters now that Junsu is gone.
“I promise. I’ll stay with you.”
“Changmin let’s stay like this forever. Just us.” He hears giggling beside him. He turns and sees no one.
Changmin opens his eyes and he sees a white ceiling.
He blinks in confusion as he sits up. He hears soft snoring and there’s man beside him.
There’s newspaper over his face and Changmin reaches over to hit him.
He jolts up, “what’s going on?” He blinks away his sleepiness. “You’re finally awake, Changmin?” He stretches in his seat and Changmin glances at the sliver of skin between his belt and shirt.
He coughs, throat clogged, and the man jumps up to pour him a cup of water. He gasps and swallows. “My name is Yoochun.”
Changmin swallows the rest of the water. “I’m S-”
“Shim, Changmin.” Yoochun waves a card and it’s his ID card. “Cute picture~”
Changmin blushes, “Why are you here?”
Yoochun gives him a look, “You kind of made promise not to leave.”
Changmin’s eyes widen. “that was you?”
Yoochun laughs, “Let me go find the doctor.”
Changmin watches him leave, “He probably just came for today.”
He grumbles as the nurse walks in. She smiles, “Ahh Mr. Shim, you’ve finally woken up.”
She smiles, “Yoochun has been for the last 2 days. He thought you were going to fall into a coma.”
Changmin looks up from his cup. “I’ve been asleep for 2 days? And Yoochun’s been here… with me?”
The nurse laughs as he fluffs his pillow. “Refused to leave your side.”
The doctor walks in with a chart. “We want to keep you for a few more days.” Changmin nods.
Yoochun yawns as he walks back in, “well now that you’re awake.”
Changmin watches Yoochun throw his stuff away before grabbing his bag.
He sits beside Changmin and ruffles his hair. He winks and leans forward to kiss his cheek.
“Be safe Minnie.” Changmin says nothing as Yoochun leaves.
Junsu enters the room with a watery chuckle.
“Now you’re trying to fucking kill yourself, shit face.” Changmin kind of sees why he left him.
“why the fuck are you here?”
Junsu takes the seat he found Yoochun sleeping in. Changmin doesn’t like the change in company. “Listen bitch, I just wanted to make sure you were alright. God you’re such a fucking asshole. Shit.” Junsu stands, moving towards the door. “Good fucking luck on your next fucking attempt asshole. Don’t have a fucking clue why the fuck I came over.”
It’s the second time Changmin let Junsu just walk out his life and it makes him feel worse then the first time.
There are fewer nurses when it’s night.
Changmin stares at the tub as he turns on the cold water. He sits on the edge. “Good luck” he repeats as he sits in the tub, fully clothed. He lets it fill up to the top and slowly he feels himself get sleepy.
Changmin feels himself get numb as the cold makes his skin prickle. He lets himself sink into the tub, watching the air bubbles.
Changmin opens his eyes and sees a shadow. “Yoochun?” he mouths as hands reach in. “Yoochun?” He mumbles once he surfaces.
Changmin wakes up shivering.
There’s a dip in the bed “Get the fuck out Junsu.”
A hand soothes through his hair. “I told you, I’m Yoochun. And such a potty mouth.”
Changmin opens his eyes.
Yoochun’s smirking at him. “Hey Minnie! Heard you went crazy again? Missed me?”
Changmin glares, shivering. “fuck you.”
Yoochun chuckles as he lies beside him. “you’d like that, wouldn’t ya?”
Changmin lets Yoochun pull him closer. “Up yours.”
Changmin grumbles as he’s pulled up against Yoochun’s warm chest. “You want me bad.” Changmin bites his shoulder again. Yoochun tightens his grip. “kinky.” He grumbles, into his hair.
Changmin smiles for the first in a while as he nuzzles his face closer to Yoochun’s warmth.
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Changmin remembers walks on the beach, trips out to the country, cuddling on the couch, sex in the tub, kissing, just because you want to.
The good ole days.
But Changmin can’t remember who threw the first punch but he knows they always ended up tussling, fists flying and knees hurting.
Backs pushed into walls, body drops into the ground, bloody noses and scrapped elbows.
Sometimes it was over the littlest thing and sometimes the cops would be pulling them apart before either one can bang the other’s head until the floors a beautiful gooey red color.
And Changmin's going crazy.
“we need to end this.”
Junsu snaps up, “What the fuck are you talking about?”
Changmin swallows, “Me and you. Us, we, this relationship I’m fucking tired.”
Junsu tears up, “Tired of wha? You fucking bastard.”
Changmin growls, “all this shit you fucking bring. So much shit for what? What Junsu! A smack in the fucking face, a kick to the crotch. That shit is not fucking worth your cheap ass love.”
Junsu punches him, “You know what Changmin? Fuck you.”
Changmin holds his cheek as Junsu seethes in front of him. “Get the fuck out of my apartment.”
Changmin glares, “I didn’t want to be live in this piece of shit apartment longer then fucking necessary.”
He storms out.
Changmin paces back and forth as he waits outside the train station.
He shudders as he hears a crack of thunder before the sky lights up. Dry thunder always put Changmin in a terrible mood. He enters the train station with a frown.
Changmin swallows and tries to even out his breathing.
He’s single. Junsu is no longer his boyfriend. He feels his air crushing his heart and he chokes, struggling to breathe.
Changmin hears the train in the distance and his breathing races. “Junsu, oh Junsu how can I live with out you.” He twitches as he steps over the ledge. He hears screams and yells.
Changmin cries as arms wind around his waist. He hears faintly, “Are you fucking crazy?!” But his vision is blurred and his ears feel clogged.
The arms tighten but he's numb as he reaches for the train for the train as it whishing by.
“Junsu!” Changmin screams, “Junsu I’m sorry! Junsu you fucking bastard! Forgive me!”
he sobs into the warm chest pressed against him. The arms tighten him and he’s turned so they’re chest to chest.
Changmin feels a hand soothing through his hair.
“Come on man, calm down.”
His shoulders rock in fear, “Don’t leave me!!” Changmin cries.
The man pets him, “Calm down. we have to get you checked out man.”
Changmin crushes the warm man in his arms and hears a gasp. “Don’t leave me, you fucking bastard!”
The hand returns to his hair. “I’ll be here. Don’t cry.”
Changmin can feel him trying to get up but it’s hard with his sobbing. “Come on they need to check you.” Changmin bites his shoulder, “Promise you fucking asshole, you won’t leave me.” He doesn’t care if he’s saying to the wrong person and he doesn’t care if he leaves. Cause nothing fucking matters now that Junsu is gone.
“I promise. I’ll stay with you.”
“Changmin let’s stay like this forever. Just us.” He hears giggling beside him. He turns and sees no one.
Changmin opens his eyes and he sees a white ceiling.
He blinks in confusion as he sits up. He hears soft snoring and there’s man beside him.
There’s newspaper over his face and Changmin reaches over to hit him.
He jolts up, “what’s going on?” He blinks away his sleepiness. “You’re finally awake, Changmin?” He stretches in his seat and Changmin glances at the sliver of skin between his belt and shirt.
He coughs, throat clogged, and the man jumps up to pour him a cup of water. He gasps and swallows. “My name is Yoochun.”
Changmin swallows the rest of the water. “I’m S-”
“Shim, Changmin.” Yoochun waves a card and it’s his ID card. “Cute picture~”
Changmin blushes, “Why are you here?”
Yoochun gives him a look, “You kind of made promise not to leave.”
Changmin’s eyes widen. “that was you?”
Yoochun laughs, “Let me go find the doctor.”
Changmin watches him leave, “He probably just came for today.”
He grumbles as the nurse walks in. She smiles, “Ahh Mr. Shim, you’ve finally woken up.”
She smiles, “Yoochun has been for the last 2 days. He thought you were going to fall into a coma.”
Changmin looks up from his cup. “I’ve been asleep for 2 days? And Yoochun’s been here… with me?”
The nurse laughs as he fluffs his pillow. “Refused to leave your side.”
The doctor walks in with a chart. “We want to keep you for a few more days.” Changmin nods.
Yoochun yawns as he walks back in, “well now that you’re awake.”
Changmin watches Yoochun throw his stuff away before grabbing his bag.
He sits beside Changmin and ruffles his hair. He winks and leans forward to kiss his cheek.
“Be safe Minnie.” Changmin says nothing as Yoochun leaves.
Junsu enters the room with a watery chuckle.
“Now you’re trying to fucking kill yourself, shit face.” Changmin kind of sees why he left him.
“why the fuck are you here?”
Junsu takes the seat he found Yoochun sleeping in. Changmin doesn’t like the change in company. “Listen bitch, I just wanted to make sure you were alright. God you’re such a fucking asshole. Shit.” Junsu stands, moving towards the door. “Good fucking luck on your next fucking attempt asshole. Don’t have a fucking clue why the fuck I came over.”
It’s the second time Changmin let Junsu just walk out his life and it makes him feel worse then the first time.
There are fewer nurses when it’s night.
Changmin stares at the tub as he turns on the cold water. He sits on the edge. “Good luck” he repeats as he sits in the tub, fully clothed. He lets it fill up to the top and slowly he feels himself get sleepy.
Changmin feels himself get numb as the cold makes his skin prickle. He lets himself sink into the tub, watching the air bubbles.
Changmin opens his eyes and sees a shadow. “Yoochun?” he mouths as hands reach in. “Yoochun?” He mumbles once he surfaces.
Changmin wakes up shivering.
There’s a dip in the bed “Get the fuck out Junsu.”
A hand soothes through his hair. “I told you, I’m Yoochun. And such a potty mouth.”
Changmin opens his eyes.
Yoochun’s smirking at him. “Hey Minnie! Heard you went crazy again? Missed me?”
Changmin glares, shivering. “fuck you.”
Yoochun chuckles as he lies beside him. “you’d like that, wouldn’t ya?”
Changmin lets Yoochun pull him closer. “Up yours.”
Changmin grumbles as he’s pulled up against Yoochun’s warm chest. “You want me bad.” Changmin bites his shoulder again. Yoochun tightens his grip. “kinky.” He grumbles, into his hair.
Changmin smiles for the first in a while as he nuzzles his face closer to Yoochun’s warmth.
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