Beautiful Hangover Chapter 15 part 1...The Kyumin Chapter ^^
Title: Beautiful Hangover
Chapter: 15 part 1/?
Pairing: Kyumin (for this chapter)
Rating: R
Warning: Mention of abuse and swearing (for this chapter)
Summary: Kyunhyun invents a drug that is so powerful it changes your life, one taste and you're hooked.
The moment Sungmin left Donghae's apartment he felt guilty. Not about the kiss, that was innocent enough, like kissing someone because you know they needed it. He felt guilty because at that very moment he felt utterly alone.
Sure he had Donghae and Ryeowook. They were always there if he needed to talk or in most cases, a way of distracting himself from his issues. And obviously he had Kyuhyun, Kyuhyun who was always there for him, offering love with no judgments.
But he was alone.
Technically Ryeowook knew about his past, well as much about it as Sungmin would divulge. But he was still alone. Nobody knew about his pain, not really.
Nobody knew, but one person deserved to know.
Sungmin pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on and whipped away his tears.
One person deserved to know.
***
Sungmin stood in front of a door. His door. Before Kyuhyun he never had anything that was his, anything he could call his own.
He took a deep breath and gathered all of his strength before he turned the knob and stepped into the house.
Sungmin could hear Kyuhyun talking as he took off his shoes. Then came Ryeowook's voice. For a second Sungmin contemplated not going through with this, but only for a second.
He took another deep breath for good measure and walked into the kitchen where the brothers were located.
"Sungmin what happened?" Kyuhyun worriedly said as soon as he saw Sungmin's tears.
Sungmin wanted to speak but he felt like his throat was closing in. He looked at Ryeowook and then back to Kyuhyun.
He was going to do this. Nothing was going to stop him. He loved Kyuhyun.
"My father used to hit me" he said and Ryeowook dropped the glass he was holding.
Sungmin smiled at the shocked faces of both the Cho brothers.
"I-I...What?" Kyuhyun stuttered
"When I was younger my father used to hit me" Sungmin said, only looking to Kyuhyun. Only Kyuhyun.
"I..." Kyuhyun said, he had a pained expression on his face.
"I should go" Ryeowook suddenly said and Sungmin looked at him. As he passed, Ryeowook placed a comforting hand on Sungmin's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze before he exited the house.
"Min...What's going on?" Kyuhyun asked as soon as he heard the door close.
Sungmin walked up to Kyuhyun and grabbed his hand, pulling him into their bedroom. They both sat in the center of the bed, facing each other.
"I love you" Sungmin said
"I love you too Sungmin but..." Kyuhyun said but got cut off by Sungmin placing a finger on his lips.
"No" he said "I love you and I want you to listen. I want to tell you everything. Even if I'm terrified, I want you to know my past, because you're part of my future and I love you"
Kyuhyun nodded his head even though he didn't fully understand. But he was happy. Sungmin loved him enough to tell him his past.
"As far back as I can remember, my father...he was never kind" Sungmin admitted "I remember being 5 and getting ready for school. I remember putting on a pick sweater with a bunny on the front. And I remember coming down the stairs all happy and ready for my first day of school. I rmemeber my father being very angry at my choice of clothing; I remember telling him I'd change, that I'd throw the sweater away, even though I loved it. But he was so angry and I didn't know why...I was only 5...and I wasn't strong enough...he slapped me and I cried but that only made him angrier...He said mean things and yelled and hit...and in the end I couldn't go to school. I couldn't go anywhere until the bruises healed"
By the time Sungmin stopped talking Kyuhyun was in tears "I'm so sorry Sungmin" he said "I'm so sorry"
Sungmin forced a half smile on his face and whipped away his lovers tears "Its okay Kyu..."
"No it's not okay Min" Kyuhyun was starting to say but Sungmin stopped him by kissing him on the lips.
"Just listen okay. I want you to know everything"
Kyuhyun nodded and prepared himself to listen to his lovers painful past.
"It wasn't the first time that happened" Sungmin started again "and it wasn't the last"
Sungmin took a deep breath before he continued "When I was younger it didn't happen as much....maybe every couple of weeks and nothing too serious. Just a bruise here or a cut there...It was manageable...I could hide it"
Sungmin stopped talking and shook his head when it looked like Kyuhyun was going to protest "Just listen" he said before he continued.
"It didn't get really bad until I was 10...I was making him dinner, I always made him dinner. He came home drunk, he was always drunk...Usually it was better when he drank, he was kinder...but not this time...I can't even remember what I was cooking but I remember that it was hot...really really hot" Sungmin had to stop talking as a lum formed in his throat when he saw the pained expression on Kyuhyun's face.
Kyuhyun knew what was coming and he had to force himself to continue to listen.
"My father was really upset with the meal I decided to make for him...and he yelled and then he slapped me across the face with the spoon I was using to stir the food with...he pushed me to the floor...and he...he picked up the pot...and he poured it on me. It burned...it was worse than anything I had ever felt before" Sungmin said, he couldn't even look at Kyuhyun anymore.
Kyuhyun was in tears and angry, so angry that someone could do that to a ten year old. To the man he loved. He was furious. But he continued to listen, with angry and sad tears falling from his eyes.
"That was the first time I ended up in the hospital. I had burns on my arms and face. He told the doctors it was an accident. They believed him...no matter how many times I ended up in the hospital, they always believed him" Sungmin continued "After that he was good for a while, he would only hit me when I did really stupid things, like turning the TV up to loud...or not getting home from school quick enough. But it wasn't all bad" Sungmin said when he saw the anger on Kyuhyun's face "because of that I have really good hearing and I'm really fast" he tried to joke but Kyuhyun did not find it funny.
"That's not funny Min" he said and Sungmin laughed "I know" he said.
"When I turned 12 my father decided to throw me a birthday party. We never celebrated my birthday. In fact the day I turned 12 was the day I learned my birth date. We never celebrated it so I never needed to know when it was" Sungmin admitted "I had no idea when my birthday was, how was I supposed to know he was going to throw me a party?" he asked "He was so angry that I didn't invite any friends over...but I didn't really have any friends...and I didn't know it was my birthday...he bought me this bunny pinata...and there was this baseball bat all wrapped in pretty colored paper" Sungmin closed his eyes "He broke my arm and 2 of my ribs with that bat" he said opening his eyes again. He didn't want to keep talking about this but he wanted Kyuhyun to know. Kyuhyun deserved to know everything about his past.
Sungmin took a deep breath before he resumed talking "I tried to be good. I tried to anticipate every little thing. And sometimes I was really good at it, I knew when to stay out of his way and I knew when to attend to his needs...But I couldn't get it right all of the time. I was only a kid...He used to hold my hand really close to the burner on the stove. He would say 'I love you, so I'm choosing to take your han away' it was supposed to be some kind of...gift. Like I was supposed to be greatful or something and he made me say it back, like 20 times a day. 'I love you' ... 'I love you' ...And the sick part was, I did love him. He was my father...I loved him..."
"I think in total he sent me to the hospital 22 times. I'd have broken fingers, or an arm, or a leg. Sometimes I'd have burns or cuts. But most of the time it was broken ribs. It was always the ribs; they're the first things to break when you're getting kicked...I remember this one time when I was 14, I was taking a bath...I was singing I guess. He kicked down the door and held me under the water...He told the doctors that I drowned in the pool and that he pulled me out just in time and the bruises on my chest were from administering CPR to roughly...and they believed him...they always believed him"
Kyuhyun didn't know if he wanted to hear more. He felt sick. Physically and emotionally sick. He hated the man that could do this to his Sungmin. He was starting to regret making Sungmin relive his past. Sungmin had tears running down his cheeks but he looked so sure that he wanted to continue. It was important to him so Kyuhyun continued to listen.
"I never really had any friends...no one wanted to talk to the weird kid who wore long sleeve shirts in the summer. But when I entered High School everything changed...I mush have become pretty or something because suddenly people were talking to me...and for once in my life I didn't feel so alone. Of course things didn't change at home but I started to change...They offered a Martial arts program at school. It looked so cool I wanted to take it, so I did. And I was really good at it...There was this boy in the class" Sungmin said. This memory was very painful to talk about but for Kyuhyun he forced himself not to break down. This boy was the reason he couldn't open up to Kyuhyun in the first place. This boy was the reason Sungmin couldn't trust anyone with his heart.
"He was so sweet...and I fell for everyone of his words...I fell in love with him, hard...I told him everything...about my father, about the abuse...and he said, he promised he'd take me away. And I believed him. I believed his pretty little lies...on the day of graduation we ran away together. And we were so happy...It was really good. I'd never been that happy in my entire life...and then one day...he just changed"
"He wasn't kind anymore. He started drinking and hanging out with these horrible people...At first it was just yelling. He'd get drunk and then come home and yell...That didn't last long because soon yelling wasn't enough and he started hitting me. Just like my father had...He always said he loved me...he...I used to say 'I love you' when he hit me...It calmed his rage...but soon 'I love you' meant 'I'm not strong enough to leave you' 'you have control over me' 'I'm weak' but I never left him. Becuase he promised me he'd be better...and I always believed him..." Sungmin whipped away the tears on his cheeks, his eyes were red and sore but he was no longer crying.
"It wasn't the same as when my father would beat me. When he beat me it was always malicious and cruel and he was never really sorry about it. It was just something I deserved. But when this boy, this boy I gave my whole damaged heart to, hit me. It was different. It hurt more. Not physically but emotionally. Every time he'd hit me my heart hurt more than the bruises he'd leave" Sungmin admitted "And he only ever hit me when he was drunk. And in the morning when he woke up and he had no recollection of how the bruises on my arms matched his fingertips perfectly, he would cry and beg for my forgiveness...he promised it was the last time, every single time and just like a fool I always fell for it...because I was in love...becuase he was different than my father...except that he wasn't..."
Sungmin closed his eyes; this was the most important part of his past. This was the thing that changed him.
"I remember the day I changed. It was a Friday and it was raining, the kind of rain that falls like a curtain blocking everything from your view...I remember thinking even though the weather was terrible I was happy...He hadn't hit me in a month, everything was going really well...until I went home..." Sungmin took a deep breath. It was too late to turn back now.
"He was waiting for me...As soon as I walked into the house I could smell the strong stench of alcohol lingering in the air. Instantly dread filled my stomach. I had had a whole month of peace, a whole month without any abuse. But nothing lasts forever and I never got happy endings...I walked into the kitchen, the smell of booze intensifying. He was there. Waiting for me...and he was angry...no, he was furious. He just started yelling...Yelling about how I ruined his life...about how I didn't deserve to live...about how he wished I was never born...It was cruel and it hurt more than the punches I got later...I remember waking up in a pool of my own blood. He was standing over me...and the look in his eyes...I still remember it...they showed no love, no empathy, just pure hate...He hated me...It hurt more than the 6 broken ribs I had, more than the black eye and broken jaw and wrist..."
"And that's when it happened. My heart just froze over. I had no more love left in me. It was all beaten out...I picked myself off of the floor. I couldn't even breathe or stand properly, but it didn't matter. I stood right in front of him. I didn't back down or cower when he threw another punch to my already broken jaw...I stood there and took every punch. Just looking into his eyes...I looked at him, finally looked at him. He wasn't a good person. He wasn't my night in shinny armor. And i realized that only I could save myself from that abuse. No one was going to help me. No one even cared. So I hit him back" Sungmin admitted
"He fell to the floor. One lucky punch and he hit the floor hard. I kicked him, just like he had kicked me...All the years of abuse and anger and sadness I had to live with, I channeled it...And I beat the shit out of him...I only stopped because one of my broken ribs punctured my lung...and when I was lying on the kitchen floor, feeling the blood fill my lungs. I thought I was going to die...And I was happy, becuase for the first time in my life I stood up for myself...I wasn't weak...I didn't care if I died. I had finally stood up for myself"
"I woke up in the hospital" Sungmin continued "there was a lot of police and questions. But eventually the questions stopped and the police disappeared...those days in the hospital I found myself...and then you found me" He said smiling for the first time since he started his story "and you weren't like anyone I'd ever met before...you were honest and pushy and a little bit rude...but it was okay. You were the first person I like as the new me"
When Sungmin finished his story Kyuhyun was in tears, but he had a smile on his face.
"I..." he didn't know what to say, there was too much to say.
"Let's just sleep on it" Sungmin offered "I think enough was said tonight. Let's just sleep"
Kyuhyun nodded his head. There was so much he wanted to say. But it could wait until the morning. They were both drained from having to relive and listen to Sungmin's horrible past.
They lay down and Kyuhyun hugged Sungmin until they both fell asleep.
A/N: I will post part 2 later...I'm to tired/lazy to do it now....I hope this was sad. I tried to make it sad but when you write things you can never tell. Also I hope it didn't turn out to be a failure.
Thank you so much for reading <3
Chapter: 15 part 1/?
Pairing: Kyumin (for this chapter)
Rating: R
Warning: Mention of abuse and swearing (for this chapter)
Summary: Kyunhyun invents a drug that is so powerful it changes your life, one taste and you're hooked.
The moment Sungmin left Donghae's apartment he felt guilty. Not about the kiss, that was innocent enough, like kissing someone because you know they needed it. He felt guilty because at that very moment he felt utterly alone.
Sure he had Donghae and Ryeowook. They were always there if he needed to talk or in most cases, a way of distracting himself from his issues. And obviously he had Kyuhyun, Kyuhyun who was always there for him, offering love with no judgments.
But he was alone.
Technically Ryeowook knew about his past, well as much about it as Sungmin would divulge. But he was still alone. Nobody knew about his pain, not really.
Nobody knew, but one person deserved to know.
Sungmin pushed himself off the wall he was leaning on and whipped away his tears.
One person deserved to know.
***
Sungmin stood in front of a door. His door. Before Kyuhyun he never had anything that was his, anything he could call his own.
He took a deep breath and gathered all of his strength before he turned the knob and stepped into the house.
Sungmin could hear Kyuhyun talking as he took off his shoes. Then came Ryeowook's voice. For a second Sungmin contemplated not going through with this, but only for a second.
He took another deep breath for good measure and walked into the kitchen where the brothers were located.
"Sungmin what happened?" Kyuhyun worriedly said as soon as he saw Sungmin's tears.
Sungmin wanted to speak but he felt like his throat was closing in. He looked at Ryeowook and then back to Kyuhyun.
He was going to do this. Nothing was going to stop him. He loved Kyuhyun.
"My father used to hit me" he said and Ryeowook dropped the glass he was holding.
Sungmin smiled at the shocked faces of both the Cho brothers.
"I-I...What?" Kyuhyun stuttered
"When I was younger my father used to hit me" Sungmin said, only looking to Kyuhyun. Only Kyuhyun.
"I..." Kyuhyun said, he had a pained expression on his face.
"I should go" Ryeowook suddenly said and Sungmin looked at him. As he passed, Ryeowook placed a comforting hand on Sungmin's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze before he exited the house.
"Min...What's going on?" Kyuhyun asked as soon as he heard the door close.
Sungmin walked up to Kyuhyun and grabbed his hand, pulling him into their bedroom. They both sat in the center of the bed, facing each other.
"I love you" Sungmin said
"I love you too Sungmin but..." Kyuhyun said but got cut off by Sungmin placing a finger on his lips.
"No" he said "I love you and I want you to listen. I want to tell you everything. Even if I'm terrified, I want you to know my past, because you're part of my future and I love you"
Kyuhyun nodded his head even though he didn't fully understand. But he was happy. Sungmin loved him enough to tell him his past.
"As far back as I can remember, my father...he was never kind" Sungmin admitted "I remember being 5 and getting ready for school. I remember putting on a pick sweater with a bunny on the front. And I remember coming down the stairs all happy and ready for my first day of school. I rmemeber my father being very angry at my choice of clothing; I remember telling him I'd change, that I'd throw the sweater away, even though I loved it. But he was so angry and I didn't know why...I was only 5...and I wasn't strong enough...he slapped me and I cried but that only made him angrier...He said mean things and yelled and hit...and in the end I couldn't go to school. I couldn't go anywhere until the bruises healed"
By the time Sungmin stopped talking Kyuhyun was in tears "I'm so sorry Sungmin" he said "I'm so sorry"
Sungmin forced a half smile on his face and whipped away his lovers tears "Its okay Kyu..."
"No it's not okay Min" Kyuhyun was starting to say but Sungmin stopped him by kissing him on the lips.
"Just listen okay. I want you to know everything"
Kyuhyun nodded and prepared himself to listen to his lovers painful past.
"It wasn't the first time that happened" Sungmin started again "and it wasn't the last"
Sungmin took a deep breath before he continued "When I was younger it didn't happen as much....maybe every couple of weeks and nothing too serious. Just a bruise here or a cut there...It was manageable...I could hide it"
Sungmin stopped talking and shook his head when it looked like Kyuhyun was going to protest "Just listen" he said before he continued.
"It didn't get really bad until I was 10...I was making him dinner, I always made him dinner. He came home drunk, he was always drunk...Usually it was better when he drank, he was kinder...but not this time...I can't even remember what I was cooking but I remember that it was hot...really really hot" Sungmin had to stop talking as a lum formed in his throat when he saw the pained expression on Kyuhyun's face.
Kyuhyun knew what was coming and he had to force himself to continue to listen.
"My father was really upset with the meal I decided to make for him...and he yelled and then he slapped me across the face with the spoon I was using to stir the food with...he pushed me to the floor...and he...he picked up the pot...and he poured it on me. It burned...it was worse than anything I had ever felt before" Sungmin said, he couldn't even look at Kyuhyun anymore.
Kyuhyun was in tears and angry, so angry that someone could do that to a ten year old. To the man he loved. He was furious. But he continued to listen, with angry and sad tears falling from his eyes.
"That was the first time I ended up in the hospital. I had burns on my arms and face. He told the doctors it was an accident. They believed him...no matter how many times I ended up in the hospital, they always believed him" Sungmin continued "After that he was good for a while, he would only hit me when I did really stupid things, like turning the TV up to loud...or not getting home from school quick enough. But it wasn't all bad" Sungmin said when he saw the anger on Kyuhyun's face "because of that I have really good hearing and I'm really fast" he tried to joke but Kyuhyun did not find it funny.
"That's not funny Min" he said and Sungmin laughed "I know" he said.
"When I turned 12 my father decided to throw me a birthday party. We never celebrated my birthday. In fact the day I turned 12 was the day I learned my birth date. We never celebrated it so I never needed to know when it was" Sungmin admitted "I had no idea when my birthday was, how was I supposed to know he was going to throw me a party?" he asked "He was so angry that I didn't invite any friends over...but I didn't really have any friends...and I didn't know it was my birthday...he bought me this bunny pinata...and there was this baseball bat all wrapped in pretty colored paper" Sungmin closed his eyes "He broke my arm and 2 of my ribs with that bat" he said opening his eyes again. He didn't want to keep talking about this but he wanted Kyuhyun to know. Kyuhyun deserved to know everything about his past.
Sungmin took a deep breath before he resumed talking "I tried to be good. I tried to anticipate every little thing. And sometimes I was really good at it, I knew when to stay out of his way and I knew when to attend to his needs...But I couldn't get it right all of the time. I was only a kid...He used to hold my hand really close to the burner on the stove. He would say 'I love you, so I'm choosing to take your han away' it was supposed to be some kind of...gift. Like I was supposed to be greatful or something and he made me say it back, like 20 times a day. 'I love you' ... 'I love you' ...And the sick part was, I did love him. He was my father...I loved him..."
"I think in total he sent me to the hospital 22 times. I'd have broken fingers, or an arm, or a leg. Sometimes I'd have burns or cuts. But most of the time it was broken ribs. It was always the ribs; they're the first things to break when you're getting kicked...I remember this one time when I was 14, I was taking a bath...I was singing I guess. He kicked down the door and held me under the water...He told the doctors that I drowned in the pool and that he pulled me out just in time and the bruises on my chest were from administering CPR to roughly...and they believed him...they always believed him"
Kyuhyun didn't know if he wanted to hear more. He felt sick. Physically and emotionally sick. He hated the man that could do this to his Sungmin. He was starting to regret making Sungmin relive his past. Sungmin had tears running down his cheeks but he looked so sure that he wanted to continue. It was important to him so Kyuhyun continued to listen.
"I never really had any friends...no one wanted to talk to the weird kid who wore long sleeve shirts in the summer. But when I entered High School everything changed...I mush have become pretty or something because suddenly people were talking to me...and for once in my life I didn't feel so alone. Of course things didn't change at home but I started to change...They offered a Martial arts program at school. It looked so cool I wanted to take it, so I did. And I was really good at it...There was this boy in the class" Sungmin said. This memory was very painful to talk about but for Kyuhyun he forced himself not to break down. This boy was the reason he couldn't open up to Kyuhyun in the first place. This boy was the reason Sungmin couldn't trust anyone with his heart.
"He was so sweet...and I fell for everyone of his words...I fell in love with him, hard...I told him everything...about my father, about the abuse...and he said, he promised he'd take me away. And I believed him. I believed his pretty little lies...on the day of graduation we ran away together. And we were so happy...It was really good. I'd never been that happy in my entire life...and then one day...he just changed"
"He wasn't kind anymore. He started drinking and hanging out with these horrible people...At first it was just yelling. He'd get drunk and then come home and yell...That didn't last long because soon yelling wasn't enough and he started hitting me. Just like my father had...He always said he loved me...he...I used to say 'I love you' when he hit me...It calmed his rage...but soon 'I love you' meant 'I'm not strong enough to leave you' 'you have control over me' 'I'm weak' but I never left him. Becuase he promised me he'd be better...and I always believed him..." Sungmin whipped away the tears on his cheeks, his eyes were red and sore but he was no longer crying.
"It wasn't the same as when my father would beat me. When he beat me it was always malicious and cruel and he was never really sorry about it. It was just something I deserved. But when this boy, this boy I gave my whole damaged heart to, hit me. It was different. It hurt more. Not physically but emotionally. Every time he'd hit me my heart hurt more than the bruises he'd leave" Sungmin admitted "And he only ever hit me when he was drunk. And in the morning when he woke up and he had no recollection of how the bruises on my arms matched his fingertips perfectly, he would cry and beg for my forgiveness...he promised it was the last time, every single time and just like a fool I always fell for it...because I was in love...becuase he was different than my father...except that he wasn't..."
Sungmin closed his eyes; this was the most important part of his past. This was the thing that changed him.
"I remember the day I changed. It was a Friday and it was raining, the kind of rain that falls like a curtain blocking everything from your view...I remember thinking even though the weather was terrible I was happy...He hadn't hit me in a month, everything was going really well...until I went home..." Sungmin took a deep breath. It was too late to turn back now.
"He was waiting for me...As soon as I walked into the house I could smell the strong stench of alcohol lingering in the air. Instantly dread filled my stomach. I had had a whole month of peace, a whole month without any abuse. But nothing lasts forever and I never got happy endings...I walked into the kitchen, the smell of booze intensifying. He was there. Waiting for me...and he was angry...no, he was furious. He just started yelling...Yelling about how I ruined his life...about how I didn't deserve to live...about how he wished I was never born...It was cruel and it hurt more than the punches I got later...I remember waking up in a pool of my own blood. He was standing over me...and the look in his eyes...I still remember it...they showed no love, no empathy, just pure hate...He hated me...It hurt more than the 6 broken ribs I had, more than the black eye and broken jaw and wrist..."
"And that's when it happened. My heart just froze over. I had no more love left in me. It was all beaten out...I picked myself off of the floor. I couldn't even breathe or stand properly, but it didn't matter. I stood right in front of him. I didn't back down or cower when he threw another punch to my already broken jaw...I stood there and took every punch. Just looking into his eyes...I looked at him, finally looked at him. He wasn't a good person. He wasn't my night in shinny armor. And i realized that only I could save myself from that abuse. No one was going to help me. No one even cared. So I hit him back" Sungmin admitted
"He fell to the floor. One lucky punch and he hit the floor hard. I kicked him, just like he had kicked me...All the years of abuse and anger and sadness I had to live with, I channeled it...And I beat the shit out of him...I only stopped because one of my broken ribs punctured my lung...and when I was lying on the kitchen floor, feeling the blood fill my lungs. I thought I was going to die...And I was happy, becuase for the first time in my life I stood up for myself...I wasn't weak...I didn't care if I died. I had finally stood up for myself"
"I woke up in the hospital" Sungmin continued "there was a lot of police and questions. But eventually the questions stopped and the police disappeared...those days in the hospital I found myself...and then you found me" He said smiling for the first time since he started his story "and you weren't like anyone I'd ever met before...you were honest and pushy and a little bit rude...but it was okay. You were the first person I like as the new me"
When Sungmin finished his story Kyuhyun was in tears, but he had a smile on his face.
"I..." he didn't know what to say, there was too much to say.
"Let's just sleep on it" Sungmin offered "I think enough was said tonight. Let's just sleep"
Kyuhyun nodded his head. There was so much he wanted to say. But it could wait until the morning. They were both drained from having to relive and listen to Sungmin's horrible past.
They lay down and Kyuhyun hugged Sungmin until they both fell asleep.
A/N: I will post part 2 later...I'm to tired/lazy to do it now....I hope this was sad. I tried to make it sad but when you write things you can never tell. Also I hope it didn't turn out to be a failure.
Thank you so much for reading <3