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[neverknewgrey2016]

Dancing With You

This is part 2 to Rocket ( @gamerwoo ) ‘s birthday gift! I asked her what she wanted and she pretty much sad angst soooo. And thank you to @boomboombitches for reading I’ve it for me!

⚠️Warnings⚠️- mentions of excessive alcohol drinking, implied suicide, ummm, depression, I’m not sure what else, but if you see anything please let me know !

Description- Soonyoung finally leaves your shared house to go to practice. But it doesn’t go as planed.

This is pretty short, but I just needed to get to Rocket so.

Read the prequel here https://gamerwoo.tumblr.com/post/178548804731/okay-so-36-37-39-for-soonyoung , it was written by Rocket ❤️❤️

Heavily based off of “Ghost of You” by 5 Seconds of Summer

Finally to the story:

Soonyoung felt his head buzzing as he stirred awake. He grumbled and faced the other way, his arm flinging to your side of the bed, prepared to pull you in close before he had to actually get up and get ready for work. When his hand reaches nothing but cold sheets, he raises his head, questioning the emptiness he was met with. His mind takes a moment to catch up with time. He bites his lip, and wishes with everything he had left in him that he had another moment to forget. Just like he did every morning before reality hit him. He looks at the mug that was perfectly placed on the bedside table and feels more of himself break noticing that the reminisce of you left there was continuing to fade. He swallows and silently thanks his phone for buzzing again to tear his attention from the sight in front of him.

He looks at the device to see missed calls from both Jun and Seungcheol, no doubt the first of many to come, which normally he would turn his phone off from, but he was actually wanting a distraction today. He presses the green call button and waits for his hyung to pick up, closing his eyes as he does. He wanted to go back to dreaming, to forgetting, to hearing you say everything would be fine.

After a conversation with his leader that lasted longer than he wanted, Soon made his way into the kitchen. His throat was dry and he needed something to clear his mind. He stops short, the visual of you and him dancing around while making pancakes takes his mind. His eyes begin to sting, but he brushes it off, walking through his memory version of you both. He didn’t need this.

He tugged the fridge door open staring at its contents. Nothing appealed to his current mood. He all but slams it shut as he turns behind him and reaches for the only thing that seems to bring him comfort these days. He grabs the bottle of Jacks, ignoring the shot glass that sat next to it. He wouldn’t be needing it this morning.

About an hour and a the bottle of whiskey later, Soonyoung finds himself in front of the closet, trying to steady himself as he searches for something to wear. He hadn’t really been out of the house since you left, and when he did it was for promotional purposes only but even that was when he was forced to. He grasps the door frame with one hand and begins shuffling through the clothes with the other. Most of the clothes were strung on the floor from the night you left him which he never bothered to pick up. Joshua had come over once or twice and tried to help him tidy up, but Soon just yelled at him, so the clothes stayed as they were. Including the ones that stayed after your departure. His hand clumsily grabbed a random shirt, only for it to fall on to the mess he called a floor. He releases a sigh and bends down to get it. When he stands up-right again, his eyes zone in on one shirt in particular. Your shirt. The one you wore- he stopped himself. Nope. He wouldn’t send himself even further down than he was today. He just took his shirt and about faced. He had to get ready. He told Seungcheol he would at least go to the dance studio today. He didn’t have time to get caught in this mind anymore than he already was. He flung his current top to the ground and began replacing it with the new, but his thoughts trailed off. He may have been able to stop himself from breaking down due to the clothing item, but he couldn’t stop his mind from wandering to you. He didn’t understand, you were both so happy together. Or at least he thought you both were, he never envisioned he was the only happy one. But you were both young, who was to say either of you knew what love was?

With fresh clothes on and a slightly cleared mind, Soon was ready to start his walk to the studio. Leaving the bedroom he couldn’t find it in him not to spare a glance back at the closet where a piece of you lay. Shaking his head, he stepped out and towards the front door before he could allow himself to be convinced into staying. He knew better.

While walking, the sky closes and rain beings pouring, and where most people had umbrellas or dressed for the occasion, Soonyoung just accepted it and began to walk slower. Others passed him, jogging to escape the water that fell, but Soon just wanted it to drown out everything. He just wanted the pounding in his head and the ache in his heart to fade, the thumps of footsteps and the crashing of water on pavement helped. It didn’t end it, but it lessened it for the time being and he was grateful for that.

When he eventually arrived at the dance studio, it hit him how long it had been since he had gone. He hadn’t danced since you went away. Everytime he tried he would just be forced to have memory after memory of you flood his brain, it didn’t help him escape like everyone told him it would. It made everything worse. It felt like his senses were heightened and that just intensified his heartbreak. Every time he so much as spun it was like he could feel you there. He could feel you dancing with him, copying his every movement, following along. He hesitated before opening the door, fo once he opened the door to the studio, he also opened the door to more hurt. He bowed politely to his Noona’s at the front desk but otherwise kept his head down and shuffled along. He was already regretting coming. He wanted to be home dreaming of you and how happy you used to be together. Still, he stopped at the door where his group mate had told him the rest of the group would be, mentally preparing himself.

A hand claps on his shoulder and he jumps. “Good to see you back Hyung.” Minghao’s soothing voice met his ears. He couldn’t remember the last time he had seen or even spoken to his younger friend. He seemed to have matured more- if that was even possible. He seemed happy, and like he could take on the world. Soonyoung takes a moment to see if he could remember what that was like, but it had been too long and too many shots of alcohol for him to even imagine the happiness. Soonyoung couldn’t even bring himself to reply verbally so instead opted for a forced smile and light nod. Hao sensing the older boy not wanting to communicate, just opened the door for both of them.

They were met with happy cheers and hugs, and for a moment, Soonyoung felt almost whole again. That was until practice started- again for the others, but in general for him. He thought he could do this, but with every tap of his foot and raise of his hand he remembers the night at the park when you had a picnic under the stars. How Photograph by Ed Sheeran came on and you danced together, both wishing for that moment to never end.

He imagines the way you felt in his arms, and how he felt your laugh rumbling through your body and into his. The way your head flung back by his when he hugged you from behind and the light atmosphere. How everything felt simple and carefree. You two had each other, that’s all you needed in that moment.

His jaw clentches and he pushes himself harder, attempting to block out the memory of you.

His steps lose rhythm and his feet intertwine.

Soonyoung falls to the floor on his knees. His head hanging, sweat dripping from his nose as a sob escapes his lips. He releases a yell of frustration and bangs his fist on the floor three times. He never imagined someone could feel this pain yet as he sat there on the cold floor of the practice room wishing he could change it all, wishing he could have gotten home in time, wishing he could save you, he knew it was more than possible. He could feel his members eyes on him, and then felt arms wrap around his torso and he leaned to the side into the person. A mantra of “I could have saved her” fell from his lips, but the person holding him just gripped him tighter, only replying one thing,

“You can’t save someone from themselves.”

[jeonggyunho]

jun and 27!! ;)

27 - “Mmm, I appreciated that little murmuring you did in my ear.” “….That wasn’t me.”

“Jun, I swear to god, you owe me a whole pizza if we die,” you grumble out as your best friend chuckles. Somehow, he had managed to convince you to hop a fence with him and sneak into the local haunted house, despite you being deathly afraid of ghosts or anything paranormal in the slightest. With the promise of ice cream afterwards, you had finally cracked, leaving you standing in the foyer of the empty house.

Every surface was covered with enough dust to coat your lungs, with corners slathered in undisturbed cobwebs and odd shadows creeping around the door frames, causing you to jump at every movement while your best friend just laughs at you.

“I won’t hesitate to sacrifice you to whatever demon lives here, you spindly asshat,” you threaten, attempting to look scary despite clinging onto the sleeve of Jun’s sweater.

“I think they’d get tired of me pretty quickly,” he chuckles before turning on the flashlight that he brought along, the faint bulb flickering to life.

“I know I have,” you mutter under your breath, although the words reach Jun’s ears as he pushes you off of his arm with a scandalized gasp, fake hurt crossing his face.

“____! How could you!”

Letting out a snort, you reattach yourself to Jun’s arm. “I just did,” you stick your tongue out at the taller boy. “Now let’s get this over with please.”

“Don’t worry ____,” Jun teases as he points the flashlight out in front of you, “I’ll protect you.”

“Wow, I suddenly feel so safe.”

“I know, right?”

The pair of you begin to walk in relative silence, with the occasional curse slipping from your lips as the floorboards beneath you creak in protest and Jun’s laughter filling the room as you glare at him. The taller boy leans over you, quickly blowing in your ear before standing back up, causing you to jump and smack his chest in retaliation.

“Listen here asshole, I will leave you here with the ghosts,” you threaten which only causes your best friend to laugh even harder, earning him another hit.

“____, there’s no such thing as ghosts. They’re all make believe.”

“That’s what everyone says at the start of a horror movie, and you know what happens?” you glare up at Jun’s face, shadows cascading over his features that almost make him unrecognizable. “They all get fucking killed by a ghost or possessed child or creepy truth or dare demon like in that one movie.”

“That was one movie.”

“My point stands.”

Jun’s antics continue throughout the rest of the bottom floor, each time causing you to jump and for his laughter to ring out against the old walls. After the seventh time of the blast of air in your air or the quiet murmuring about how he was going to ‘eat all your pop tarts’, you grow accustomed to his attempts at scaring you, rolling your eyes in objection before continuing on.

A quiet voice whispers in your ear, too soft for you to hear the words being said, although loud enough for you to turn around to glare at Jun with your eyes filled with annoyance. “Mmhmm, I really appreciated that little murmuring you did in my ear,” you roll your eyes sarcastically, missing the confusion that dances across your best friends face.

“That wasn’t me.”

“Dude, you’ve been doing it all night. It doesn’t scare me anymore so knock it off.”

“Okay,” Jun’s voice is quiet as he tests out his words, “but that actually wasn’t me. I was looking at the painting over there.” He gestures over at the old painting that was hung on the wall, it’s edges worn from years of dust and lack of attention. As you look in the direction that Jun was pointing in, with the tall boy still in your vision, the soft spoken voice murmurs in your ear once again, this time causing you to jump.

“D-Did it-?”

Nodding frantically, you tighten your grip around Jun’s arm and pull yourself to his side. “How about we leave?” you suggest, your voice little more than a squeak.

“Good plan.”

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Im v tired now so this may not make sense and its gonna be a lot short but

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