you wouldn’t answer my calls 1/2
pairing: broken jongyu.
warning: character death„ again broken jongyu… and you might not like it.. but please dont hate me T^T
rating: pg-15
“jjong?”
ringing… it kept on ringing
“jjong… pls… answer the phone”
jinki said to himself… or to the phone rather… to jjong… who was suppose to be in the other line… but was not… instead all jinki could hear were ringing.. ringing.. ringing.. and ringing.
he kept his phone against his ear as he walk, not paying attention to where he was going but only to the unreachable person he was trying to reach.. his boyfriend and his phone.
“jjong.. answer the phone pls… can we make up now? i… i miss you” he whispered, as he bite his lower lip preventing a tear and a sob from coming out.
then he stopped when there was a sudden click from the other line… oblivious of were he was standing, which was in the middle of an empty intersection.
his mouth almost formed a smile… why almost? because he heard jjong’s voice… the voice he’s been wanting to hear. but its not just any voice jjong would make… they were moans… moans of pure pleasure… combined with another moan. he knew those were his boyfriends moans because its sound exactly the same when they would make love.
jinki swallowed hard and deep, gasping as he did, when he heard jonghyun scream a name… a name he’s never heard of, not his name nor a friend’s name.
the united moans were so loud, it almost hurts jinki’s ears but not as much as it hurts his heart, it was the only thing jinki could hear at that moment, he didnt even hear the loud honks of the van fast approaching him… when the light from the vehicle reaches jinki’s eyes, he then cocked his head in the light’s direction. A tear fell, before everything turned dark and pitch black.
and at the darkness of that night… a van was parked in the middle of an empty intersection, and beside it was the van owner pacing forward and back, panicking and stuttering words to his phone, and in front lies a dead body of a boy, a phone beside it with its screen covered with blood.
tbc…
warning: character death„ again broken jongyu… and you might not like it.. but please dont hate me T^T
rating: pg-15
“jjong?”
ringing… it kept on ringing
“jjong… pls… answer the phone”
jinki said to himself… or to the phone rather… to jjong… who was suppose to be in the other line… but was not… instead all jinki could hear were ringing.. ringing.. ringing.. and ringing.
he kept his phone against his ear as he walk, not paying attention to where he was going but only to the unreachable person he was trying to reach.. his boyfriend and his phone.
“jjong.. answer the phone pls… can we make up now? i… i miss you” he whispered, as he bite his lower lip preventing a tear and a sob from coming out.
then he stopped when there was a sudden click from the other line… oblivious of were he was standing, which was in the middle of an empty intersection.
his mouth almost formed a smile… why almost? because he heard jjong’s voice… the voice he’s been wanting to hear. but its not just any voice jjong would make… they were moans… moans of pure pleasure… combined with another moan. he knew those were his boyfriends moans because its sound exactly the same when they would make love.
jinki swallowed hard and deep, gasping as he did, when he heard jonghyun scream a name… a name he’s never heard of, not his name nor a friend’s name.
the united moans were so loud, it almost hurts jinki’s ears but not as much as it hurts his heart, it was the only thing jinki could hear at that moment, he didnt even hear the loud honks of the van fast approaching him… when the light from the vehicle reaches jinki’s eyes, he then cocked his head in the light’s direction. A tear fell, before everything turned dark and pitch black.
and at the darkness of that night… a van was parked in the middle of an empty intersection, and beside it was the van owner pacing forward and back, panicking and stuttering words to his phone, and in front lies a dead body of a boy, a phone beside it with its screen covered with blood.
tbc…