when you remember me
title: when you remember me
pairing: Donghae and Ryeowook
rating: R
Warning: character death and suicide
Donghae!
Donghae turned around slowly and looked at Ryeowook; his eyes were almost as red as blood, and his cheeks were stained with tears. He was smiling, despite the look of absolute sorrow on his face. There was a gun in his hands, which was where Donghaes eyes were currently focused. "Ryeowook, please...just...put the gun down..."
Instead of placing it aside, Ryeowook raised the gun and placed the barrel lightly against his head. He was still smiling, and Donghae was sure he'd never been more frightened in his life. "I'm sorry, Donghae, nya...I'll always love you...but getting married to a woman with a lover at the same time is way to hard to bear.."
"Please...Ry-eo-wo-ok, I'm beg-g-i-ng, don't do-"Donghae began to cry.
"When you remember me," Donghae continued already giving up, running over Ryeowook's lap, "make sure I'm happy, okay? I don't want to be sad."
Ryeowook still cold hearted, closed his eyes and put the gun in Donghae’s head who was crying in his lap.
"Ryeo!" was his last word.
"Bye." Ryeowook pull the trigger.
The gun finally dropped to the floor,
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though now Donghae was falling along with it. Red, a few shades darker than his lips, began to pool around his head. Ryeowook stumbled forward and collapsed beside Donghae, and he gathered the limp form of his doubles partner into his arms. Ryeowook was shaking him, pleading with him to wake up, but the words fell on forever deaf ears.
Trembling hands reached for the discarded gun, and Ryeowook picked it up gingerly, his gaze wandering back and forth between it and Donghae. A shaky breath left Ryeowook as he lifted the gun and placed the end, still warm from the previous shot, against his head. He closed his eyes and remembered Donghae. He remembered smiling Donghae, laughing , playing Donghae, dancing Donghae just as his partner had requested. Ryeowook laid a quivering finger on the trigger and took a deep breath. On the count of three...
One... Two...Click..
Ryeowook collapsed beside his cold partner…
Two cold not beating hearts together as one..
pairing: Donghae and Ryeowook
rating: R
Warning: character death and suicide
Donghae!
Donghae turned around slowly and looked at Ryeowook; his eyes were almost as red as blood, and his cheeks were stained with tears. He was smiling, despite the look of absolute sorrow on his face. There was a gun in his hands, which was where Donghaes eyes were currently focused. "Ryeowook, please...just...put the gun down..."
Instead of placing it aside, Ryeowook raised the gun and placed the barrel lightly against his head. He was still smiling, and Donghae was sure he'd never been more frightened in his life. "I'm sorry, Donghae, nya...I'll always love you...but getting married to a woman with a lover at the same time is way to hard to bear.."
"Please...Ry-eo-wo-ok, I'm beg-g-i-ng, don't do-"Donghae began to cry.
"When you remember me," Donghae continued already giving up, running over Ryeowook's lap, "make sure I'm happy, okay? I don't want to be sad."
Ryeowook still cold hearted, closed his eyes and put the gun in Donghae’s head who was crying in his lap.
"Ryeo!" was his last word.
"Bye." Ryeowook pull the trigger.
The gun finally dropped to the floor,
…
…
…
…
…
…
though now Donghae was falling along with it. Red, a few shades darker than his lips, began to pool around his head. Ryeowook stumbled forward and collapsed beside Donghae, and he gathered the limp form of his doubles partner into his arms. Ryeowook was shaking him, pleading with him to wake up, but the words fell on forever deaf ears.
Trembling hands reached for the discarded gun, and Ryeowook picked it up gingerly, his gaze wandering back and forth between it and Donghae. A shaky breath left Ryeowook as he lifted the gun and placed the end, still warm from the previous shot, against his head. He closed his eyes and remembered Donghae. He remembered smiling Donghae, laughing , playing Donghae, dancing Donghae just as his partner had requested. Ryeowook laid a quivering finger on the trigger and took a deep breath. On the count of three...
One... Two...Click..
Ryeowook collapsed beside his cold partner…
Two cold not beating hearts together as one..