I Thought You Mean it...
Pairing : Yoosu
Author : OnlySu
Rating : NC17
Genre : Angst, Death, Horror
Word count : 901
Summary : Yoochun woke up in the middle of the night to something that was his Junsu
Warning : Character Death, Suicide
I am back, with angst, and character death.. Wow..... what a way to come back.
Don't hate me for this, un-betaed, English is not my mother language, i haven't written anything for such a long time.
I hope you like it.
* BOW
It was dark and empty when you searched inside your heart…
He woke up, searching in the dark, panting, yelping… Definitely desperate for some air…
Tick… Tock… The clock is ticking. The time is stopping…
“Junsu-yah…” He whispered, dry mouth, chapped lips. (Thumping heart)
Tick… Tock… Where are you, where am I?
“Junsu… “ He whispered and sat. Horror and fear dripped in his vein. There was nothing more scary than this horror, not even the monster in the closet he often feared when he was a child.
There he was, the man he called, he loved, and he yearned for every night.
Kim Junsu.
Young, beautiful, and pale…
He stood at the window sill. The wind from the open windows made his hair dancing in the pale light of street lamp in the outside. He watched Yoochun from his serene eyes, covered by beautiful curtain of eyelashes, sending shivers and chills to the bone of the other man.
“Junsu…”
With the third call of his name, he smiled. The pale light illuminated the strong jaw, the luscious body, and the lips.
They were the lips that Yoochun used to kiss… It was the jaw that Yoochun used to nip… And it was the luscious body that he used to taste, to fill, and to lick. Yoochun remembered it.
He definitely remembered it.
“I am sorry… “ He whispered to thin air, so softly, like it was evaporating in the dark of the night. However Junsu heard it.
***
“I thought you mean it… “ He screamed. Tears spilled and heart trampled. The young man shoved the other as they stood in front of the restaurant, making a ruckus. They were gained other' passengers' attention. However neither of them cared.
“Who is he, Yoochun?” He asked, beautiful voice cracked under the dead wight of betrayal.
The other, with a beautiful girl clung in his arms, looked at the crying man in front of him. He closed his eyes before mouthing an answer. The other waited, heart filled with anticipation.
“No one… “
The world could hear the sound of his broken heart. Crunching and chilling every bone of all man’s soul... His inside collapsed.
“You said you love me…”
"I thought you mean it..."
***
“Junsu… “
Again, the name was whispered from Yoochun’s lips.
“I am so sorry… Could you forgive me?” A trickle of tear started to fall as a begging for forgiveness was declared.
Junsu stood still.
There was a silence , heavy and thick silence that surrounding him. It was like a calm before the storm.
“My mother…”
The only sound that Yoochun could hear is the sound of his breath panting. He continued, struggling to fight the fear for a man that once was his beloved.
“She knew about us…”
Junsu walked slowly, his footsteps echoed in the dark room. Each one was slow, but heavy. Thick and filled with ecstasy… His eyes black and soulless, his lips formed a smirk, dark, and poisonous. He came closer and closer until they were so close and nothing separated them except the thin layer of air between their faces. They were so close. Yoochun could see his pathetic face reflection at the deep black pair abyss of darkness.
“I don’t want her to hurt you.”
“She is not the one who hurting me… “ Junsu answered cheerfully. However, when you looked closely, there were none but bitterness and pain sprinkled on the cheerful tone of the man. It was a truth that Yoochun couldn't deny.
“I am so sorry…”
“You said you love me… “
“I am…”
“Liar…” Slowly, bewitchingly, unknowingly, the pair of strong arm that Yoochun loved and held so many times in his life has made their way into the man’s throat. They were caressing it. Sinfully, deliciously and at the same time deathly… The young man pressed it, choking the other’s throat as a sweet smile was grazing his lips. Eyes never left his Yoochun-ie (he was his Yoochun-ie), as the other started to gasp, searching for the sweet air and oxygen to fill his lungs. They were music for his ears, a medicine to ease his broken heart, a refuge for his pain.
“Liar…”
Like a spell the word was chanted from his lips. He looked at Junsu’s eyes as the world became a lump of mess and chaos color in his own eyes. There was nothing but the beautiful face that he loved so much. Everything was slipped away and faded, all running and sloshing, centering around the dark pair of eyes that so pretty.
“You said you love me…” His beloved whispered sweetly in his ears.
“I thought you mean it…”
It was the last words Yoochun heard before everything was black.
***
“Junsu-yah, I love you… “
The man in his arm stilled.
“Liar…”
“I am not lying.”
“You are a liar…”
“Hey…” Yoochun whispered sweetly. He took Junsu’s hand and put it in his heart. It was thumping madly.
“You see, I am not a liar…”
Junsu smiled.
“You mean it…”
“Yes, I mean it.”
***
“Another death, officer?” Changmin asked Yunho. The officer was looking at the body that was cold and stiff, brought by their other colleague
“Yes…”
“Murder?”
“I don’t think so, there were no evidence in this place that show us that it was a murder case.” Yunho mumbled.
“What’s the cause?”
“Asthma… “
“He didn’t have his medicine with him?”
“I don’t think so, there was his inhaler right beside him.”
“But he didn’t use it?”
Yunho nodded.
“Funny case… So, Let me guess, it is a suicide case, using asthma as the method. People sure get more creative this day.”
“Yeah… I think so.”
Yunho turned around and looked at Changmin, who was smirking at his theory.
“Pathetic.” The younger man mocked softly.
“Indeed. You know what, not too long ago, I found another man, as handsome as this one, hung himself in his room. His twin brother found him though, but it’s too late. Love problem… His twin said that he caught his lover was cheating him.“
“You think there are connection with this case?” Changmin asked.
“I don’t know… I guess it will be funny if it was,” Yunho grimaced. They turned around and leave the apartment as the sound of the siren floated on air.
It was dark and empty when you open your eyes…
He stood, watching the two officers walked out from the apartment room. Young, beautiful, and pale… He smiled sweetly, beautifully, enchantingly, and hauntingly…
Tick… Tock… time is ticking… Time is ticking…
The other one beside him was looking at the window. There was only his back that could be seen before the curtain of life closed.
***
How is it?
Tell me...
I haven't written anything for about two years maybe. *shrug....
I hope, just hopeeee... Someone will miss me. T^T