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it's been seven months.

seven months that jaebeom has lost his light.

seven months of drowning in music and alcohol.

seven months he hasnt left his house that he used to share.

he saw mark before he was cremated.

he hated how pale the boy looked as people payed their respects.

he hated how peaceful his lover looked while lying in the casket.

he hated the sad and pitiful looks friends and family gave him.

he hated everything.

yet, he couldn't hate one thing.

mark.

he loved mark.

jaebeom looked down, people crowding at the bottom of the building.

"mark.. I'll see you soon. we'll be together again."

jaebeom sighed, chugging the rest of his soju before throwing it behind him.

he heard people shouting but couldn't make out what they were saying.

though, whatever the strangers said meant nothing.

they weren't mark.

mark.

mark.

"mark!"

about the time people had arrived to the top of the building, jaebeom had said his goodbyes.

"I love you!"

those were his last words, his last thoughts as he fell.

his love for mark was the death of him, and if jaebeom would've looked to the crowd he would've seen someone with dyed red hair, tears running down their face as they saw jaebeom plummet to the ground to his tragic end.

"i love you, jaebeom."

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