𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

二

it's been 2 weeks and hongjoong feels like he is dead.

2 weeks gone of not eating seonghwa's delicious home-made food. 2 weeks of not seeing him, getting any sort of reply.

2 weeks of feeling like he just lost a part of himself.

where are you, seonghwa?

hongjoong thinks to himself quietly as he lies on their shared bed (well at this rate it might as well be his only), holding his big minion plushy to his chest tightly as he stares at his phone.

hongjoong wants to cry. cry out all the anxiousness and sadness that he feels right now. but the tears can't seem to come out.

right now, hongjoong feels empty.

and it's the worse he has felt since years.