Call me, Please (Prologue)
This mini story is inspired by one manga : Your White Wings… I forget the author… duh
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The shaken body of the pretty man obviously made a sign of the broken that locked inside the already fragile heart. The ticking of whispering time made every grey cell in Junsu’ brain frozen. The candid situation that he did to test the love from his lover, a game that he played to make his unsure ness went away.
And until at the moment all he got was all pure disappointment of alone soul that got disconnect with the one that he loved so dearly. The one he needed to calorific all the emptiness of his cold night wasn’t there to calm the raging storm of emotion that mixed inside the heart of small and petite man.
“Please… Call me…”
The bare whisper echoed through the hollow darkness of the room, made a broken half moon that shone through the window of the door cried together with the man. The dark sky without the blink of naughty star canalized the tunnel of creep and pure sadness.
The sadness was the cancer of the heart… It wrecked the remaining hope that shone brightly in a moment ago…
“Yoochun… Please, call me… Just this once…”
A broken sobs followed the broken callus of the beautiful dreams of romantic moment and lover dreams. The tears hopelessly tunneling down the wet path in the white flawless cheek... The room camouflaged the sorrow and made the other couldn’t see the broken hearted man inside the lone dark bedroom.
“Please… “
“Please…”
***
Your Chunnie had never called…
Not even once, and that was the last chance you gave to him.
Before you decided to get over all this hurtful relationship…
And, still… He didn’t call you…
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Junsu had never felt any caring action from his lover Yoochun. He had never got a call from him. He was the one who always initiated the caring gesture at their relationship until he decided to wait for his lover to call him, if he didn’t call him then he decided to over their relationship. Yoochun hadn’t called him and they broke up. Inside his sadness, he got into an accident and made him became a wandering soul and met another wandering soul namely Changmin.
All Junsu hoped that Yoochun showed any worry reaction toward his accident; however all he met was the opposite with all the things that he hoped…
Was he really giving up toward their relationship?
Or the things he got when he wandering with Changmin surely could safe their already broken relationship?
A love story that showed that love was the only one that was enough to understand each other…
Call me, Please…
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The shaken body of the pretty man obviously made a sign of the broken that locked inside the already fragile heart. The ticking of whispering time made every grey cell in Junsu’ brain frozen. The candid situation that he did to test the love from his lover, a game that he played to make his unsure ness went away.
And until at the moment all he got was all pure disappointment of alone soul that got disconnect with the one that he loved so dearly. The one he needed to calorific all the emptiness of his cold night wasn’t there to calm the raging storm of emotion that mixed inside the heart of small and petite man.
“Please… Call me…”
The bare whisper echoed through the hollow darkness of the room, made a broken half moon that shone through the window of the door cried together with the man. The dark sky without the blink of naughty star canalized the tunnel of creep and pure sadness.
The sadness was the cancer of the heart… It wrecked the remaining hope that shone brightly in a moment ago…
“Yoochun… Please, call me… Just this once…”
A broken sobs followed the broken callus of the beautiful dreams of romantic moment and lover dreams. The tears hopelessly tunneling down the wet path in the white flawless cheek... The room camouflaged the sorrow and made the other couldn’t see the broken hearted man inside the lone dark bedroom.
“Please… “
“Please…”
***
Your Chunnie had never called…
Not even once, and that was the last chance you gave to him.
Before you decided to get over all this hurtful relationship…
And, still… He didn’t call you…
***
Junsu had never felt any caring action from his lover Yoochun. He had never got a call from him. He was the one who always initiated the caring gesture at their relationship until he decided to wait for his lover to call him, if he didn’t call him then he decided to over their relationship. Yoochun hadn’t called him and they broke up. Inside his sadness, he got into an accident and made him became a wandering soul and met another wandering soul namely Changmin.
All Junsu hoped that Yoochun showed any worry reaction toward his accident; however all he met was the opposite with all the things that he hoped…
Was he really giving up toward their relationship?
Or the things he got when he wandering with Changmin surely could safe their already broken relationship?
A love story that showed that love was the only one that was enough to understand each other…
Call me, Please…