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Seonghwa wakes up to the sound of birds singing. What a beautiful day, he turns to his sleeping boyfriend and cant thank him enough for dating him and being in his life.
He touches his soft cheeks whispering an 'i love you...' with no reply, he gets up from his bed carefully, not wanting to wake up his boyfriend. For some reason..as soon as he left his bedroom, he felt something was missing. He doesn't know what it was.. everything in his life was complete and he accomplished his dreams.
So, what's missing?
Ignoring this feeling, he decides to go to the kitchen to make himself breakfast. The rest of the members had an early start. They all already went to the studio to practice for the upcoming performance. All of them were pretty exhausted from the constant practicing but, it was all worth it to see their fans smile.
He then sees hongjoong enter the kitchen and he looked a little different, he looked a little paler than his usual skin color. "Good morning, joongi!" He says cheerfully. No matter how cheerful he felt, he just felt something was missing. A member, wooyoung suddenly opens the door, making seonghwa jump.
"Hey, seonghwa hyung..are you alright?"
"Of course i am? Why wouldn't i be?" Concerned, he gives wooyoung a look that meant 'what the fuck are you talking about?'
"Oh, nothing just.." walking off after grabbing water from the fridge, not being able to finish his sentence.
This makes seonghwa wonder, but again, he ignored his feelings and just shrugged it off. "Hongjoongg, why aren't you talking?" He says, fast walking to hongjoong and giving him a hug. Surprisingly, hongjoong doesn't hug back. Thats weird, he usually hugs me back and answers instantly..
Seonghwa thought, "are you alright hongi? Are you sick?" Again, no reply. Hongjoong looked out of place and 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺. Thinking his boyfriend's just under the weather, he gives him his alone time while he, gets ready for practice.
"Come on, we'll be even later if we dont get going.."
Seonghwa groans, stomping his feet lightly at the wooden floor.
Finally speaking, hongjoong speaks in a low and hoarse. "Oh, sorry." He puts his shoes on but he seems a little..lethargic or, sluggish. Is he sick? Seonghwa thought again before checking his temperature. Hongjoong felt a little cold so he busts out the question.
"Joongi, are you alright? Are you sick? You seem off today." With full concern in his voice, still checking his temperature. "Im fine, i think." Joong replied, voice still soar for whatever reason. "Are you sure?? I dont want you get everyone around you sick..or, you to get in a..sicker state??" He chuckles at the last bit, "i swear, i think im fine." Voice still sore.
"Alright then.." the two love birds then head out to the studio, they both keep getting concerned looks whenever people see the two of them chatting.
Thinking it was just because people were homophobic, he decides to ignore them and even holds hongjoongs hand. But for some reason.. his usually warm hand was..cold. it was close to winter so maybe thats the reason.
He knocks on the door of the studio then sees mingi and the other members once he entered. "Hey guys, sorry we're late." The members looked at him concerned aswell as everybody else. "What?" He questions, really confused as to why 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 gave him and hongjoong weird and disgusted looks.
"Nothing.. nothing.." yunho replied, scratching the back of his neck, mingi and yeosang whispering into each other's ears and jongho just looking at the floor.
Seonghwa approaches san who was just staring at the floor, his eyes looked like they were about to burst into tears. "Hey san, do you notice anything weird about hongjoong..he looks pale and look"
He grabs hongjoong and makes san touch his hand. "Feel it, its cold right?? I wanted him to stay home but he just insisted." Seonghwa looked to his side and saw everyone giving the three of them grossed out looks.
He looks back at san who had tears falling from his eyes and looked like he was about to throw up.
"W-whats wrong?!" Seonghwa said in a worried tone, wondering why san was crying.
Before he could even utter out a word, san got up and used to restroom.
What the hell??
He pulls hongjoong again, for some reason, his body also felt..limbless i guess. It just felt like his body was jiggly and looked like it was about to collapse at every step he took.
He decides to just sit hongjoong down since he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.
"Stay there joong," they started practicing and everyone wasn't focused. They all kept making mistakes and missing the beat. All of them seemed distracted.
"What is up with you all?! First the disgusted looks, san who looked like he was about to vomit and now getting distracted? Just because hongjoong cant practice, doesn't mean you guys can't too."
"Hyung," jongho interrupts. " Hongjoong's dead."
What?
How could that be..his boyfriend was walking and talking with him...
"What? What the fuck do you mean?? He's right there." His voice raising, clearly ticked off.
"Yeah, his corpse. He isn't alive hyung..you've been dragging and talking to a corpse all morning."
What the hell.
"What the hell guys?! Hes alive lo-" before he even finished, he turned his body to his lover and that's when he saw his boyfriend's lifeless body.
That was it. That's what was missing.
His boyfriend's pulse. His boyfriend, was gone.
"Wh-what..what do you mean..he was talking!!"
Before he could even add more, wooyoung finally spoke. "it was 𝘺𝘰𝘶 hyung, you spoke for him. You dragged his lifeless body and spoke for him."
This doesn't make sense. Why did no one. Tell him?!
"Why didn't any of you tell me.."
He looked like he was about to cry and fall apart on the spot.
"Because hyung, it was you who killed him. You were so filled with jealousy that you decided to kill him."
"N-no.."
Sirens and police cars surrounded the building. Cops then busted the door open with paramedics carrying hongjoongs lifeless body on a stretcher.
"I- i didn't do anything.."
Everyone was crying, they couldn't hold it back anymore.
"I would never do that to my hongjoong.."
𝗘𝗡𝗗.