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Tell me the story about how the moon loved the sun so much that he died every day to let him breathe.
~Unknown
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He looked outside, staring at the pile of snow laying and snow falling alike.
It was winter once again.
"I found an ancient scripture containing the same symptoms Mr. Khun have. I only told you this now because I have a friend of mine to translate it." The doctor informed the younger, giving the sixty-three paged book to him.
"Thank you...for everything." Bam trailed, gripping the book in his hands tightly.
To be honest, he felt...uneasy. Knowing that Dr. Gustang didn't tell the other people about Khun's situation, he can't help but feel guilty. Sure enough, a condition like this would shaken the entire medical world, making the doctor famous.
Bam asked this question once in the past, but the doctor just shrugged it off, saying that he wouldn't use other people's illnesses just to make him known.
'It's a fickle greed' he said, 'a useless thought'.
Bam looked outside his room using the windows, seeing the edo furin Khun bought back then. He remembered how his lover personally decorated the paper that was hanging. It both swirled with the color of their eyes, blue and gold with the art of butterflies and an eclipse.
Khun was still sleeping soundly at his own house, leaving Bam all alone in his own dim-lit room with his chaotic thoughts and the wretched book of Moonsbane laying on the floor beside him as he hugged his knees in attempt to calm himself down.
He picked up the book that seem to weigh heavier. With every word he read, the more his heart thump in fear and devastation. It's a cruel disease indeed, cruel enough that it leaves a bitter aftertaste in his mouth as he stop his tears from falling.
Hanahaki, Star Tears, both of them are from unrequited love. But the condition Khun have, is from loving too much.
<Moonsbane. Just like its name, it is a poison from the moon. It occurs when a person loves someone too much that they are willing to end their own lives for them.>
"Bullshit!" Bam yelled, knocking the glass cup beside him into shards.
<This condition was created to put a boundary on how much love you can have towards a person.>
"There's no such thing as a fucking boundary when you love someone!" Bam yelled again but this time, tears freely poured down from his eyes as he laughed in mockery.
Bam wanted to tear the book into shreds and burn it to smithereens.
The brunette let out a pained scream and threw the book with all his force somewhere in his disheveled room. He doesn't even care about his bleeding hands and knees as he cried out in grief.
<Moonsbane was a curse that is placed in the Khun's bloodline. A member of the family will trigger the condition if they loved someone else more than they love themselves.>
Bam remembered what the bluenette told him back then.
'We were never a family. All the descendants of a Khun only cares about are position, wealth, and fame. That was why I ran away. There was never an ounce of love, but greed and pride.'
'Khuns are known for arrogance. Look at me, I have a blood of Khun running in my veins. The blue hair that made us look like we are the kings of this world. I hated it, but I used it to survive in that hell of a household.'
"Good morning Aguero."
"It's 2 in the afternoon Bam." He answered groggily before smiling softly at the brunette.
Bam kissed his temples, before accompanying him to stand up and lead him to the bathroom to bathe.
"Is our date will still proceed as we planned?" Khun asked, while letting Bam dry his hair with a towel. He thought it feels nice so he let him be. The brunette picked up his comb and brushed his hair in a careful manner.
"If you're not that sleepy, then sure we can have our date, Aguero." Khun hummed in satisfaction, leaning his head to Bam's stomach after the latter is done brushing his hair.
"Do you want me to braid your hair?" Bam asked and Khun just nodded in agreement.
After that, Bam looked at his masterpiece with a proud expression before he tied his own hair in a simple way. Khun looked at the little tail of his lover's hair, then thought that it looks like a tail of a puppy.
"You've grown your hair." Khun stated as he fiddled with the end of the chestnut brown hair.
"Mn. I like it this way." Bam smiled and offered his hand to Khun.
"What happened to your hand?" The bluenette asked, finally noticing the bandaged hands of his.
"Oh, this? I accidentally broke a vase and picked it up without caution." Khun knew he was lying, he wanted to tell him he knows, but decided against it.
For all Khun knows, there are no vases in his lover's house.
"Your condition...Aguero...it'sㅡ"
"I know."
"...You do?"
"Yeah, Dr. Gustang gave me a copy of the book about it."
Bam let out a pained hum, and Khun just petted his head in attempt to calm him down.
The both of them planned for a date that is not too tiresome and not too crowded. So they decided just to take a walk in the winter woods, puffing smoke every now and then as they talked and giggled comfortably.
The sun had long set, the moon had started to risen it gave light to them. Good thing they picked this forest that isn't dangerous, or else they would also soon leave this place, finishing their date.
"Where's your camera?" Khun thought, noticing the unusual missing place where the camera should be.
"I lost it back then." Bam shyly admitted, stealing a glance at the bluenette.
"Tsk tsk. What a shame, I haven't even printed out the photos I took of you." The bluenette muttered.
Bam couldn't help but tremble at the sight of Khun, reminding him of the words that he read from the book.
His Aguero is glowing under the moonlight, making him breathtakingly ethereal much to Bam's grief. He took a long inhale, before walking towards the latter and fixed the crooked, red scarf that was covering his neck.
Bam bowed slightly and reached out his hand to him, before saying, "May I have the honor to dance with you?"
Khun chuckled, before placing his hand onto Bam's and placed the other one unto his shoulder. Bam circled his other hand to the bluenette's thin waist and began to dance.
I look into your eyes, I see we're out of time
I guess no ones to blame, nobody crossed the line
I guess we couldn't see, somehow we couldn't feel
Maybe we rose too fast, maybe we got too high
<Once the moon is out, a Khun who triggered this curse will seemingly glow under the moonlight.>
But I remember
Days of wonder
We were always gonna last
Yeah I do remember
Tears and the laughter
How could we fall so fast
Bam smiled softly at his way before kissing his forehead in a longing way.
Will be no hard goodbyes, thank God we're civilised
Be on our separate ways, as we fade into grey
But I still miss the way, the way you used to feel
Maybe we rose too fast, maybe we got too high
"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" Bam stated, making Khun looked at him then the moon.
"It is." He answered before smiling sadly.
"Do you know what that sentence means?" Bam asked, a solemn look plastered in his face.
"What? The moon is beautiful tonight? What it means?" Khun playfully challenged, making Bam chuckle.
Yeah I do remember
Tears and the laughter
How could we fall so fast and let us go
It's Time to surrender
Now that it's ended
Nothing to say cuz, guess we've said it all
"It means I love you, Aguero."
As soon as he said that, he closed the distance between their lips and kissed him passionately and eventually, the bluenette returned the favor.
Now why do we care to dream
Guess we wanna, we wanna believe
That it's not too late
And why do we care to dream
We got to, got to believe
It is not too late
And then there it is, the luminous dusts seeping out of his lover's body, making it look like he's fading away.
"Hey Bam..."
"Hmm?"
"Bam."
"Im here, Aguero."
He chuckled first, before putting his head in the latter's shoulder, breathing in the brunette's scent he loves the most.
"I feel tired...and sleepy."
"Hmm, then let's r-rest for a while."
I look into your eyes, I see we're out of time
Did what we could my friend, but now we're at the end
Khun laid on his lover's lap while Bam fiddled with his locks. The bluenette's temperature was becoming lower every minute passes by, adding more to the chaotic thoughts Bam have.
As if sensing his anxiety, Khun tugged the hand that was playing with his hair. He started kissing his point finger, then to his knuckles that was peeking against the bandages, and then to the wrist. The bluenette let his lips linger longer unto his wrist, as Bam watched him with adoration and a hint of pain, and he can't help but compare his lover's complexion to the snow that is surrounding them.
It's no difference. They're both pale-white.
Bam could hear the weak thumping of the bluenette's heart against his chest as he felt his own heart writhe in pain at the sight of his lover like he's a flower that is now withering away in winter.
"Please remember me, Bam." He suddenly said, making Bam flinch.
"Of course, I won't forget you that easily, Aguero." The brunette answered, hugging the numbing body of the latter.
<There are also side effects, Moonsbane can also remove all the memories of the other party who knows the cursed Khun personally. And there are no recorded cure for this.>
'I really am a Khun' he thought, 'a greedy and a selfish person whose arrogance can't be toppled'.
It was adrenaline, as Khun slowly closed his eyes and his calm breath from before was nowhere to be found now. Bam's breath hitched as he saw a golden butterfly morphing at his lover's forehead. The butterfly fluttered around Bam for seconds as it landed at the tip of his nose for a fleeting moment before flying away again.
Bam raised his bandaged hand as he tried to grab the golden butterfly that was slowly fading away. And before he could touch the wings, it finally dissipated into thin air.
Then he was hit by the realization that his Aguero is now gone. All that remained is his cold and limp body that is laying in his lap.
<At a Khun's final moments will he meet eternal sleep. The body will remain like a lifeless doll without a puppeteer.>
Tears poured without stopping. It stared with a sniff and hiccups, then a choked sob, as he finally screamed in agony as he stared at his snow-white lover.
He clenched the snow below him with his bandaged hands, uncaring to his reopened wounds as he threw and hit the snow, venting his anger to it.