- very very heavy angst
- social media and text
- trigger warnings: depression and suicide etc.
- will be fluff
- all txt members will be over 18
- this is just a FIC
- enjoy :)
years had passed and soobin was progressively worsening. he stopped showing up at school, he barely ate and slept, he felt as if the entire world was caving in on him.
six months ago, soobin broke up with his most caring boyfriend yeonjun. he was a complete sweetheart.
he had everything ready, his pills, his blade, the bath tub was full, and he had his notes for his family and best friend written out neatly on the side
soobin stayed quiet, scared.
“hello?” the voice on the other end called out after minutes of silence. soobin didn’t have the courage to speak, instead he sobbed into the phone.
“what’s your name?” the voice spoke again.
“yeonjun hyung, it’s me.” he choked out. “it’s soobin.”
a small gasp was heard on the other end of the line. “soobinnie? why are you calling this number, hmm? did you know my shift times here? you have my personal number.”
“n-no, i-“ soobin stuttered he didn’t know what to do, what to say.
“soobin, what’s going on?” yeonjun spoke, his voice cracking slightly, all his emotions and hurt flooding back like a tsunami.
“no. no soobin, what’re you thinking?” yeonjun spoke softly, afraid of what was happening.
“i’m sorry for causing you so much hurt, i never stopped loving you hyung.”
“you deserve better hyung. i didn’t want you to be hurt when today would come. i didn’t want you to be sad, but now you are. and i can’t live knowing i made you sad.”
“i’m sorry, hyung. i’m happy your voice is the last thing i hear.”
“i just wanted to clear my head with a stranger before i go. but thank you for picking up hyung. thank you for loving me even when i hurt you. goodbye hyung, i love you.”
soobin put his phone down and let his tears fall endlessly. he looked at his reflection and sighed heavily, picking up the prescription pills and emptying the bottle in his hand, a slight smile on his face.
he remained there for about twenty minutes before feeling the pills and blood loss making him slip in and out of a state. he smiled to himself.
this is it. then end to all my suffering. he thought. his eyes were closed and his breathing slowed.
goodbye.
his best friend of eight years, laying in the bloody water of the bath tub, covered in cuts, barely awake. beomgyu didn’t notice the tears running down his own face.
“soobin, stay with me please.” the boy had never felt so panicked. he checked for soobin’s pulse before hearing people entering the house.
everything after that was a blur.
"yeonjun, son. it's good to see you boy." soobin's father sat up and calmly embraced yeonjun, his mother following the action.
beomgyu stood from his seat as well, standing in front of yeonjun.
"yeah, if only it were better circumstances." beomgyu responded, frown evident on his face as he pulled away from yeonjun.
"how is he?" yeonjun asked, dreading the possible answers he's conjured already in his head.
"family of choi soobin?" a doctor spoke up interrupting soobin's father. all heads turned to face the rather young looking doctor.
"yes, that's us. how is he sir?" soobin's mother asked, walking closer to where the doctor was standing.
"unfortunately visiting hours are over, but one person is able to stay the night on the spare bed in his room." the doctor explained.
yeonjun looked over to soobin's parents.
"i think it's best i-"
yeonjun turned to the doctor, who gestured for him to follow. the boy turned back to the soobin's family and let out a small goodbye before following after the doctor.
yeonjun immediately snapped his head round to the voice, thoughts interrupted as soobin lay before him finally awake.
"why'd you do it, binnie?" yeonjun finally spoke, his voice cracking slightly.
"hyung, i-" soobin struggled to get words out at the time. his throat was sore from having his stomach pumped of the pills.
"no baby, no. of course not. if anything i'm mad at myself for not being there for you. and for not noticing when we were together. is this why you broke up with me? to try and kill yourself?"
"i'm sorry, hyung." soobin's voice was soft yet raspy.
minutes had passed before soobin's sobs had lessened, now only few tears falling from his eyes.
"h-how? you're so good at it. it's what makes you, you." yeonjun spoke softly.
"am i a freak?"
"nothing but my own dumb conscience." he muttered in response.
yeonjun let out a slight sigh of relief, just letting himself hold the younger for just a while more.
"it's nearly five thirty am. go back to sleep, love. i'll be here when you wake up."
"i love you too, binnie. so much." yeonjun replied, more tears falling as he held onto soobin for dear life. he's not going anywhere, not anymore. not now, not ever. he was here to stay.
"good morning angel." he heard yeonjun's raspy morning voice. oh how he missed it.
yeonjun sat up a bit, checking the time on his phone. ten am. "we slept for quite a bit longer, huh."
"i sleep better when i'm hugging something." soobin admitted.
"has the nurse not been in yet?" soobin asks anxiously.
yeonjun turned with the softest look on his face. "listen love, they're gonna make you better okay? you have absolutely nothing to be afraid of-
soobin sighed as he watched yeonjun exit the room, coming back with a doctor almost immediately.
"soobin, oh my god. you had us so worried." his mother spoke up, letting go of him.
"you don't know that." soobin had snapped, immediately apologizing after. "i need to use the restroom. can you help me up, hyung?"
the two walked out of the door, dragging the iv along with them.
"your son may need to see a therapist continuously to get back on track, or he might need to be kept in our psychiatric ward for his own safety."
he reached the top floor, seeing the roof top sign almost immediately. he stumbled up the stairs and through the door-
endless streams of tears rolling down his face, loud sobs and screams leaving his mouth, before a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. he struggled in yeonjun's hold.
"you are not going to leave me. not again." yeonjun screamed back, making sure his words were heard by the younger.
others on the top floor must have heard the commotion through the cracked door before rushing towards the two boys, holding soobin back.
"let me go! just stop" he howled. "just let me die."
yeonjun was crying, afraid and broken for soobin. the younger was drousy, hearing faint voices before everything went black.
"hey, hey. don't do that. everything's okay." yeonjun was by his side in seconds.
"h-hyung. what h-happened?" the boy was scared.
the door to the room opened and stood there was the doctor, another man, and soobin's parents.
"soobin, we're gonna leave you to talk to our psychiatrist, doctor min. we'll be back to talk to you later, okay?" doctor kim spoke. soobin looked terrified.
"okay, can i ask why you did it? did something traumatic happen?"
"nothing traumatic happened. i-it was just my brain." soobin answered the best way he could think.
"when you say it was just your brain, do you feel like the smallest of things make you feel down?" soobin nodded, still looking at yeonjun's hand on his.
"i'd feel fine. i don't know. s-sometimes, i just get really triggered, and start thinking this w-way."
soobin nodded.
"have you had difficulty concentrating, in class for example?"
soobin nodded.
"have you had trouble sleeping, or oversleeping?" once again, the young boy nodded. his eyes shifting to look at yeonjun every now and again.
"have you been persistently sad, anxious, or having "empty" moods?" the boy kept nodding.
" have you had disconnected and very fast thoughts?" soobin nodded.
"inappropriate elation or euphoria?" soobin shook his head 'no' this time.
"increased sexual desire?" soobin blushed at the question, avoiding eye contact with both yeonjun and the doctor, hearing a soft chuckle escape yeonjun's lips as he shook his head.
"that wasn't so hard, was it?"
"no but i hate talking about me."
"it's just to make you better, love. i'll never leave your side." yeonjun smiled, pulling soobin into him for a hug.
"h-hyung." his eyes were wide, an obvious blush on the younger's cheeks.
"did you tell the truth binnie?" yeonjun raised an eyebrow.
"don't worry, son. you'll get better." his father commented, a soft smile present.
"i'll leave you guys to talk and what not, and i'll be back to change your bandages soon."
"yeonjun-ah, you should probably go back home and get some rest, and eat something. you look exhausted." soobin's mother spoke. "we'll stay with him, and you can see him tomorrow when he leaves."
"please, get some rest at home. we'll see you tomorrow." the three stood up.
"can i just speak to him real quick? alone?" yeonjun asked, politely.
"i don't want you to go hyung." soobin pouted.
"i don't want to either love, but it seems your parents want to get rid of me." yeonjun chuckled.
"i would be when you have me worried like this." yeonjun moved his face closer to soobin, staring into his eyes as he placed his hand on the younger's cheek, gently caressing it.
"c-can i kiss you, hyung?" soobin stuttered.
"please do."
it was a true love's kiss.
"soobin-ssi?" the doctor came up to him swiftly, making the younger look up at his name being called.
soobin thanked him quietly before turning to his parents,
his father was about to protest before his mother smiled sweetly and nodded, "of course not, honey. but be back soon, okay? i trust you and yeonjun to be safe, and keep my baby out of harm."
"we don't have to go if you're too tired, love." the older spoke, buckling himself into the drivers seat.
"but i want to, hyung."
"i-is this?" soobin trailed off, his eyes slightly glossy as he looked at yeonjun.
the sun was beaming down on them, giving a bit of warmth with the slight chill of the spring weather.
and so the two walked through the park which overlooked the city of seoul. soobin felt happy here, with yeonjun.
the two walked around talking about everything and nothing.
soobin looked at yeonjun shocked.
"you saved me binnie. and now it's my turn to save you, and help you face these struggles. you're never alone, okay, love?" yeonjun finished. soobin stared for what felt like minutes.
"i never stopped loving you, hyung."
"i never stopped loving you either, my love." yeonjun responded, never feeling happier. soobin leaned forward and placed a soft, gentle kiss on yeonjun's lips, pulling away before replying.
"me too, love." yeonjun paused before checking the time. "we should probably head back, i don't want your parents to kill me."
"was this a date, hyung?"
"if you want it to be."
"i do."
"then it's a date."
"w-what's this guys?" soobin questioned anxiously.
"oh nothing honey, we just thought we'd make a cake. beomgyu has been here for the past hour." his mother spoke, a huge smile on her face, trying to make the younger feel better.
"we didn't want to interrupt you guys." beomgyu spoke up before walking to his best friend and embracing him in a tight hug.
"yeonjun, dear?" soobin's mother called.
"yes, mrs choi." the boy responded as politely as possible.
"son, he was devastated. but i'm so glad you're okay again. say, will you two date again?"
"i really hope so, mrs choi. i-i love him. so much. and i want him to know and feel loved and cared for. he really does mean a lot to me."
yeonjun made his way up to soobin's room, knocking gently before entering.
"yeah, thank you hyung." soobin smiled.
after he left the room, yeonjun held his arms open for soobin, who gladly accepted the hug.
"kiss me, please." soobin pouted.
yeonjun was soobin's missing piece to his puzzle.
"i-i'm okay, yeah." the younger stuttered.
"you nervous to go back?" soobin nodded, fiddling with his fingers before hearing a car horn.
"bye binnie." his brother nearly yelled as soobin rushed away.
soobin climbed in the car quickly, buckling himself in before falling back tiredly against the passenger seat.
soobin was starting to get annoyed at the constant questions of concern.
"yeah, i'm fine." he put on a smile, managing to hide his frustration, before closing his eyes and leaning back.
not long after, the bell rang, and his first class back at hell had begun.
"i'll wait outside, hyung." beomgyu smiled before walking out of the room.
"soobin-ssi, your parents called the school last week and we were informed of what happened.
"no need to thank me, kid. if it helps, i know what it feels like. we were told you were suffering from manic depression, a-and i know it's not really my place to talk about it. but i had it when i was your age.
"thank you, mr kim. i-i'm sorry, you went through that to." soobin spoke as he stood, feeling slightly better thanks to his teacher. "m-may i leave now?"
soobin felt relieved after hearing mr kim's story and having that conversation, he felt less alone.
"soobin?" he questioned quietly. yeonjun stood, knocking gently on the door. "soobin are you in there, love?"
"soobin, unlock the door, please." yeonjun spoke, fairly sternly, yet his voice filled with concern.
"h-hyung, they know." he sobbed in the older boys chest.
"oh baby, it's okay, please. everything is going to be okay."
"g-get off me, hyung." yeonjun held his grip, more tears falling from soobin's eyes. "it h-hurts, hyung! stop!" he cried.
"hyung-"
"no, soobin. listen to me. you are so fucking strong, you're going to ignore anyone who says shit about you, because you are so much better than them. stop putting yourself down.-
"hyung..." soobin broke down into tears again. "i d-don't wanna b-burden you. i love you s-so fucking m-much. and i'm s-sorry for everything."
soobin nodded before burying his face further into yeonjun's chest, hands grasping tightly at his shirt.
"no, thank you, binnie. thank you for coming back to me."
and so he waited.
"and how do you feel about yeonjun? he seems like a really sweet guy." doctor min had asked.
"how long have you known eachother?"
"i-it's working, i think. i don't feel as unmotivated and low as before. i-i know i had that slip up but i was depressed for a reason, but before i never had an actual reason." soobin spoke, confusing himself.
"yes, i get that completely. obviously you should avoid harming yourself if something makes you feel depressed, and since the medication is working for you in general, you shouldn't want to do it." doctor min explained.
"as long as you take it daily, it shouldn't. if you feel worse, you'll just have to tell me and we'll use stronger ones. -
"okay, thanks."
"n-no. i think that's it for today." soobin smiled shyly.
"thank you, doctor min. see you next week." soobin smiled as he walked away from the room, walking down the corridor until he was at the reception and waiting room area.
"hey, love." yeonjun smiled, pulling the boy in for a hug. "how was it today?"
"it was good." soobin smiled. "doctor min is really helpful."
"i don't wanna leave you, hyung. but can you drop me home so i can speak to my parents quick?" soobin asked shyly.
soobin and yeonjun exchanged a quick smile, before yeonjun had to focus on the road again. soobin was really feeling brighter, happier even, when he was with the older. and yeonjun couldn't be prouder.
"i'll be here, text me if you need me to come in." yeonjun smiled, earning a nod and a kiss on the cheek from the younger.
"hey son, how did therapy go?" his father smiled, muting the tv briefly.
"it was better than i thought." soobin smiled, "where's eomma?"
"here, son. is everything okay? how was your session with doctor min?"
"it was fine, but can i talk to you guys about something?" he asked nervously.
"well, doctor min made me realise that, well, yeonjun has been the one helping me get better. he was there on the night, he was there for me when the students were saying stuff. -
"i didn't mean it like that, appa. i'm not depending on him, he's just helping me." the boy paused, waiting for a response.
the boy walked to his own room, and placed enough clothes in his suitcase for the week.
"we'll always love you son, stay safe."
although his father was a bit concerned, he had never been more grateful for the parents who had raised him.
yeonjun still went to his part time job at the call centre, whilst soobin would do his coursework and assignments, waiting for yeonjun to come home the few days he worked.
"bye, love." yeonjun waved before walking back to his car.
"hi, i'm choi yeonjun, i called the other day about the golden retriever?" he spoke.
"yes. i bought the paper works you asked for, about my partner." he smiled as the two came to a stop at the large pen with the cute dog inside.
"hey, love. how did it go?" yeonjun pulled the boy into a comforting hug, placing a soft kiss to his temple.
"i'm glad. but we better hurry because i have a surprise waiting for you at home."
"not a big fan of surprises but okay." soobin sighed, but smiled back at the excited boy in front of him.
as they both made their way up in the elevator of the building, yeonjun pulled soobin in close.
"i'm not scared at all." the younger said sarcastically.
"what's all this?" the younger questioned, eyes moving from the cupcakes to the flowers, to the balloons that came from behind the counter.
soobin stood in shock as he watched the balloons move from behind the counter, revealing the cutest golden retriever he had ever saw.
"m-mine?" he stuttered out. "w-why?"
"it's okay, my love." yeonjun pulled him in for a hug. "i also have two more questions for you."
"okay first, will you officially be my boyfriend again, and will you let me be there for you all day and everyday?" yeonjun asked, hopefully.
"and secondly," the older pulled away, "will you move in with me?"
"you make me so happy." yeonjun cheered, hugging the smaller boy.
"and you make my dark days bright again." the younger commented, before pulling away, placing his lips on the older's.
"i love you so much, my soobinnie."
"i love you more, my yeonjunnie."
thank you to anyone reading this. im sorry it was bad and rushed but it was my first au. also i should have said at the start but this was not meant to ‘romanticise’ suicide and depression, if it came across that way im sorry. it was just me showing my story.