Effete love (Yugyeom Fanfic )

Effete love

A gentle sigh left his lips.his gaze unfocused behind half-closed eyelids his tall figure leaning on the wall beside him his right hand grasping a rose loosely while the other resting on the window's frame. With a faint thud his forehead connected with the window's glass his gaze lowering to the scattered red petals covering the ground. feeling sorry for the few that crushed under his shoes the thought dragged out the memories of their last meeting snatching a choked sob out of his chest filling his eyes with tears but he refused to let any more fall  he had enough feeling sorry for himself he is done cursing his fate, tired of regretting every action, thought and feeling that led to this. 'I will get over this"  he repeated robotically his ears

- Deaf to the words he kept humming but they were too soulless to give him any strength or reassurance. It's painful to be too engrossed in a thing that you know is falling apart. Clinging to a thing that is unstable is so exhausting but he can't get himself to feel relieved for its end too shattered to even consider it as freedom. Rather than feeling light being free of those shackles weighing him down, he felt empty and numb. As lost as he was right now still he didn't wish for things to get back to the way they were he didn't like the outcome and he hated the process that resulted it. Right now he even hated the moment they met unable to consider it anything other than misfortune but still finding imagining his life without it. Why was he so attached as he had st his center his core leaving him a hollow shell. A loud gasp filling his desperate lungs with air those thoughts that were constantly circulating in his mind drowning him making him even forget breathing. His eyes cleared finally seeing the drenched city outside its dull lights drawing a mournful painting of the unfamiliar scenery something surreal something distant unreachable while being so close just

- " just like her" he murmured as his jaw clenched his teeth bared before a growl broke the silence followed by the sound of a crush as his fest went through the window breaking his defense against the storm outside. anger oozing out of his body like a raging flame. Even before his fest draws back his other fest collided with another part of the window the strength of the blow shattering it to pieces rather than making a hole like the first one the scream that accompanied it echoing in the empty place. His knees buckled landing on the dusty ground. The wild wind blowing through the window ruffling his hair carrying the raindrops inside splashing his face and clothes. His angry aura subsided as if the cold air has extinguished its roaring flames. His head hung down his hair hiding his expression his bloody palms withdrawing from the window stall to cover his face as sobs wracked his body paying no attention to the red drops painting the faint red color of the petals around him a passionate Crimson the glass pieces scattered between them reflecting the delicate colorful early morning lights passing in disturbing slim rays of light piercing the heavy darkness that covered the room for hours. The sobs quite down to hiccup and sniffles oblivious to the amount of time he spent seated in a garden of bloody petals and scattered glass. Few coughs leave his dry throat hiccups not showing any sign of stopping. He Scott so he can use the wall as support while seated his head lolled to the side as his hands caressing the fallen petals as if it was the most fragile thing in the world his lips curving into a gentle smile as he mouthed the next words laced with hope

    "we will get over this"

{it's not past that I want nor the future. Present? Present Isn't even a choice.}