Freefall into the Darkness of Death
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sapphoatsunsetTitle: Freefall into the Darkness of Death
Author: beililee
Rating: G
Pairing: Eeteuk X Kangin
Disclaimer: Don’t own
Prompt: #1 - Freefall (16 of 100)
Word Count: 385
Warning: SAD
A/N: 100 Fic Archive No character death I PROMISE ^^
Author: beililee
Rating: G
Pairing: Eeteuk X Kangin
Disclaimer: Don’t own
Prompt: #1 - Freefall (16 of 100)
Word Count: 385
Warning: SAD
A/N: 100 Fic Archive No character death I PROMISE ^^
When Kangin received the news, he fainted, took a freefall dive into the temporary black oblivion. Eeteuk couldn’t have possibly been in an accident, couldn’t be hurt, and definitely couldn’t be on his potential deathbed.
But he was. That night Kangin’s blog was just one depressing poem, one connected group of sentences and thoughts that expressed everything and nothing all at the same time. That was how he felt – everything and nothing. Everything was everything and nothing simultaneously.
A ripped IV,
A tossed bed sheet,
Tantrums hasten
Death’s swift feet.
A hospital,
A sterile room,
In the white walls
Life meets Doom.
Incessant beeps,
A form of hope,
A limit placed…
Learn to cope.
The tear-filled eyes
Fill more through time,
Overflowing,
Releasing pain.
Salt water heals
Body and soul,
Removes false hope
That takes its toll.
He spent day after day outside his hyung’s hospital room, hoping for some sign that the doctors were right, that Eeteuk just might pull through after all. But soon his blog read another poem, this one in some ways worse that the first. The words expressed his feeling of futility, and his desire to hold onto the lingering hope that gradually seemed increasingly pointless.
stupid doctors
with lying faces
painful sights
and one person paces
such a pervading
sense of sorrow
will we still
see you tomorrow?
He began to fear the worst, began to think that he really was going to lose his hyung, his leader, his lover, his friend. It was too much. Too much pain to prepare for, so he started in advance.
Leaving
People still here
An emptiness
Prevails.
Running
Far, far away
New horizons
Appear.
Drifting
Further from here
“Golden” silence
Resounds.
But one day Eeteuk was a little bit better, and a few days later Kangin was in the room listening to the infamous Eeteuk laugh. His elder wasn’t going to freefall into the darkness of death after all. Everything was going to be okay.
It’s so great to see your smile
So wonderful to hear you laugh.
It had been so long
You’ve been missed
But you’re back now
How about a kiss?
We love you so much
More than you ever knew,
More than we ourselves knew too.
Thank you for returning
We’ll cherish you always
Our little wingless angel.
<3
But he was. That night Kangin’s blog was just one depressing poem, one connected group of sentences and thoughts that expressed everything and nothing all at the same time. That was how he felt – everything and nothing. Everything was everything and nothing simultaneously.
A ripped IV,
A tossed bed sheet,
Tantrums hasten
Death’s swift feet.
A hospital,
A sterile room,
In the white walls
Life meets Doom.
Incessant beeps,
A form of hope,
A limit placed…
Learn to cope.
The tear-filled eyes
Fill more through time,
Overflowing,
Releasing pain.
Salt water heals
Body and soul,
Removes false hope
That takes its toll.
He spent day after day outside his hyung’s hospital room, hoping for some sign that the doctors were right, that Eeteuk just might pull through after all. But soon his blog read another poem, this one in some ways worse that the first. The words expressed his feeling of futility, and his desire to hold onto the lingering hope that gradually seemed increasingly pointless.
stupid doctors
with lying faces
painful sights
and one person paces
such a pervading
sense of sorrow
will we still
see you tomorrow?
He began to fear the worst, began to think that he really was going to lose his hyung, his leader, his lover, his friend. It was too much. Too much pain to prepare for, so he started in advance.
Leaving
People still here
An emptiness
Prevails.
Running
Far, far away
New horizons
Appear.
Drifting
Further from here
“Golden” silence
Resounds.
But one day Eeteuk was a little bit better, and a few days later Kangin was in the room listening to the infamous Eeteuk laugh. His elder wasn’t going to freefall into the darkness of death after all. Everything was going to be okay.
It’s so great to see your smile
So wonderful to hear you laugh.
It had been so long
You’ve been missed
But you’re back now
How about a kiss?
We love you so much
More than you ever knew,
More than we ourselves knew too.
Thank you for returning
We’ll cherish you always
Our little wingless angel.
<3
