Double Suicide - [Sketch Story]
Title: Double Suicide
Length: Sketch Story (approx 400 words)
Author: sayhell
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kyuwook
Genre: Angst
Summary: They decided that death was the only way they could be together.
The mouthful of water washed the little pebbles of pills down Ryeowook’s throat. With a thud, he set the glass beside the two empty pill bottles on the bedside table. He crawled back under the blanket and snuggled into Kyuhyun’s embrace. His back met Kyuhyun’s chest as their bodies spooned together in harmony.
They talked, recounting three years worth of memories. Images flashed before their eyes like a fast-forwarded movie. They chatted about happy memories and deliberately skirted pass the episodes that brought them too much pain. They agreed that their world would be perfect if the two of them were its only inhabitants.
“Baby, I love you,” Kyuhyun whispered, nuzzling his nose into Ryeowook’s hair. He slid an arm over Ryeowook’s waist and pulled their bodies tighter together.
“I know.” Ryeowook smiled. “Cos’ I love you too.”
Ryeowook did not know how much time had passed before he realized that warm breath no longer tickled the nape of his neck.
“Kyu?” he called out tentatively, feeling a pervasion of fear. He twisted in Kyuhyun’s limp arms and came face to face with Kyuhyun.
“Kyu?” he called again but to no avail. He treaded his fingers on the handsome landscape of Kyuhyun’s pale face, moving over the crescent of his closed eyes, the swell of his cheekbones and sliding down the ridge of his nose. He strained his ears, but all he could hear was the buzzing silence.
Tears sprang to his eyes when he could neither feel a steady breath nor hear a thumping heart. He wondered why others could be so righteously convinced that they would do fine without each other when for him, a moment without Kyuhyun had proven to be so unbearable.
He felt the effects of the pills when his eyelids got heavier with each second. Dizziness circled his head. He knew that he would soon join Kyuhyun in a world where there are no struggles or pain, where they could truly be together.
Suddenly, he remembered something. Hanging onto the last vestige of his consciousness, he delivered one last plea to the heavens above.
“God, if there’s a next lifetime, let us meet again. And please, let me be a girl.”
Then he closed his eyes.
END
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A/N: I did a little research and decided that ‘Sketch Story’ seems to be the most appropriate category this story belongs to in terms of length. This piece is written because I needed to break away from the other fic that I’m currently writing. Although it’s short, I’m pretty satisfied with this. And as usual, thanks for reading.
Length: Sketch Story (approx 400 words)
Author: sayhell
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kyuwook
Genre: Angst
Summary: They decided that death was the only way they could be together.
The mouthful of water washed the little pebbles of pills down Ryeowook’s throat. With a thud, he set the glass beside the two empty pill bottles on the bedside table. He crawled back under the blanket and snuggled into Kyuhyun’s embrace. His back met Kyuhyun’s chest as their bodies spooned together in harmony.
They talked, recounting three years worth of memories. Images flashed before their eyes like a fast-forwarded movie. They chatted about happy memories and deliberately skirted pass the episodes that brought them too much pain. They agreed that their world would be perfect if the two of them were its only inhabitants.
“Baby, I love you,” Kyuhyun whispered, nuzzling his nose into Ryeowook’s hair. He slid an arm over Ryeowook’s waist and pulled their bodies tighter together.
“I know.” Ryeowook smiled. “Cos’ I love you too.”
Ryeowook did not know how much time had passed before he realized that warm breath no longer tickled the nape of his neck.
“Kyu?” he called out tentatively, feeling a pervasion of fear. He twisted in Kyuhyun’s limp arms and came face to face with Kyuhyun.
“Kyu?” he called again but to no avail. He treaded his fingers on the handsome landscape of Kyuhyun’s pale face, moving over the crescent of his closed eyes, the swell of his cheekbones and sliding down the ridge of his nose. He strained his ears, but all he could hear was the buzzing silence.
Tears sprang to his eyes when he could neither feel a steady breath nor hear a thumping heart. He wondered why others could be so righteously convinced that they would do fine without each other when for him, a moment without Kyuhyun had proven to be so unbearable.
He felt the effects of the pills when his eyelids got heavier with each second. Dizziness circled his head. He knew that he would soon join Kyuhyun in a world where there are no struggles or pain, where they could truly be together.
Suddenly, he remembered something. Hanging onto the last vestige of his consciousness, he delivered one last plea to the heavens above.
“God, if there’s a next lifetime, let us meet again. And please, let me be a girl.”
Then he closed his eyes.
END
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A/N: I did a little research and decided that ‘Sketch Story’ seems to be the most appropriate category this story belongs to in terms of length. This piece is written because I needed to break away from the other fic that I’m currently writing. Although it’s short, I’m pretty satisfied with this. And as usual, thanks for reading.