Just some kind advice-

Prepare some tissues since it's really pretty sad...

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"Can't you hear me?
I'm not coming home..."

Hongjoong said with a trembling, broken voice as the first precious tear rolled finally over his cheek.

While he held his phone even tighter, his little hands were shaking like crazy due to the unhealthy amount of caffeine he consumed earlier.

Forcefully he desperately tried to keep all the pathetic, weak sobs in to let not Seonghwa notice in how much pain he currently was.

He knew that this heartbreaking sounds which left his pinkish lips would surely hurt the older one, so he tried his best to be strong for him.

At least for once... The last time...

It was hard for him to not easily break down right now, but Seonghwa was never supposed to literally hear his wounded heart to scream for help.

With high anxiety in his system Hongjoong finally ended his Last call ...

As the younger crying boy put his phone down, he accidentally dropped it, the display immediately split at the harsh sudden contact with the cold, hard ground.

But it didn't matter anymore, right?
He will never need it again anyways, he thought to himself, as he watched the broken phone.

At least he couldn't hurt Seonghwa, the only human he loved, with this whole, pathetic sight anymore. The sobs that left his rather pinkish lips were as heartbreaking as the thought that he will just end it right now.

His only reason to live wasn't here so he had not the intend to stay any longer at this point. He was so done with this whole world, which always found a way to hurt him. His will to live got weaker day by day, till the point he seriously couldn't take it. Daily it got harder for him but now it finally was fucking enough.

Hongjoong always knew he would die soon or later trough his own hand. It was a sure thing for him, but he didn't thought that he would actually make it that long through his suffering.

He felt absolutely cold right now but it was not the fault of the season. The cold temperatures didn't effect him that much. Actually he did not feel anything of it. Not even the white snow that landed on his pure, bare skin made him flinch or shiver.

His heart was colder...

The loneliness was the worst thing right now. Something deep inside him secretly wished not to be alone right now, even though the cruel humans just made everything much worse. Mostly they hurt him. Sometimes even on purpose.

But he still wished to feel not lonely and hurt right now...

"S-seonghwa..." He shakily let out at the sudden realisation that he just wanted to be with him. Everything in his body screamed to be together with the boy he loved more than anything else in this fucking goddamn world.

Now he wanted nothing else than Seonghwa's calming, comforting embrace. How he wished to be hugged by him, be in his strong arms...

Pitiful sobs left his pink shimmering lips, while tear after tear ran down his burning cheeks.

It hit right through his already injured heart and left a painful, steadily growing hole.

The sudden mental emptiness literally ate him from the inside. Hongjoong was completely powerless against his sudden overwhelming emotions.

They took him by surprise like a wave. A wave that swallowed him mercilessly and made him drown inside.

The younger boy was absolutely overwhelmed.

Never before had he felt such strong, painful emotions, since always tried his best to avoid them.

Hongjoong's breathing was shallow, but it was getting faster and faster, more hectic and also more uncontrolled.

Huge panic broke out in him, which is why his sobs became louder and heart wrenching.

He kept his emotions way too long to himself and now they finally took over. Hongjoong couldn't control himself any longer and just let it out.

No matter how hard he tried to calm down he mercilessly failed anyways.

Finally Hongjoong was able or better said forced, to let all his cruel, nearly endless pain out, with a loud, heartbreaking scream that left his pinkish lips, his hurt heart shattered into thousand lost, little pieces, which actually could only be fixed by Seonghwa, his love.

Hongjoong always rathered let himself suffer than anyone else. Especially his first and only love Seonghwa. Never was the older one supposed to hear or see in how much pain he actually was. It only would hurt him but this sight would make the younger even more sad.

Luckily Hongjoong was successful in hiding. Seonghwa had no idea. He didn't know what the other one actually meant when he said:
"I'm not coming home..." He simply thought that the younger would just work in his studio over night, but sadly he was very wrong...

Hongjoong's painful crying did not end as he sat down at the edge of the high building.

With precious tears in his brown, sparkling eyes he took in the beautiful view, as he still sobbed his whole wounded soul out.

The white, cold snow fell onto his bare skin, while he watched the breathtaking sight in front of him.
He always loved to see the many lights that seemed almost uncountable, but this was the last time he'll be able to enjoy them.

Hongjoong's heartbreaking sobs became more quiet by time as he just accepted his soon coming fate.

His only wish was just to be happy...

Was this too much to ask for?

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This was so painful to write...

I hope you still liked Last call