(( There's a sequel following but it doesnt end in tension ))


Merely a punk .
That's all I was, an idiot 
telling myself, convincing myself that the world is only a dark broken place. 
The only friends I had were my cigarettes, the drug dealers. Now and then some beers .

I never planned anything or cared for anything since I always knew how pointless everything was . I was one human out of a millions. My existence wasn't worth more than than an ants. 
It's merely a waste of time.

It has always been dark .

until I met a spark.

Beautiful and pure . Something so rare and special that I couldn't take my eyes off of him . Yes him. 
I hated him for changing me .

But No matter how much I tried to push him away .
He wouldnt leave, because he knew me better than I did myself 
he knew I needed him . 
But he needed me too.

Man they thought I was fucked up .
But it's the ones who don't show .

My name is Kim Jongin and 
this isn't my story

It's Do Kyungsoos .

Intoxic Dose (kaisoo) 

I sniffed moving my hand up to Stroke over my nose when I felt it itching causing me to wake up .

I blinked a few times before actually sitting up . That's right yesterday me and him fell asleep against the wall and the window . In the middle of the night I woke up because of the uncomfortable position and with him still sleeping I ended up carrying him to bed. It wasn't the first time I did that so it wasn't really hard for me either. Still I couldn't help but notice as i always did ,how light he was ..

maybe it was just because he's small yet I know it wasn't because of his figure .. I still rememberd the peaking out rips of his and the nurse that called him underweight ..

the bed was empty when I sat up .causing me to frown .

I stretched my arms out looking over to the other bed but he wasn't on that either so I guess the bathroom ?

What are We?