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this isn't anything, just a start to a deathfic that i wanted to save so just ignore afkj there is a chill, and despite the other shivering bodies huddling around him, he is still cold. empty. he is burying the love of his life this day, this moment, and no amount of comfort or kind words would ever make him okay again. the minister speaks such beautiful words and quotes such meaningful scripture, but the feeling as if his soul had been sucked out of his body wasn't going to go away. the minister's entire purpose of being there is to be a comfort, to guide the newly freed soul to where it belongs. eun hyuk resents that worker of God. he resents everything at the moment. who said he wanted anyone to leave, to cross over? who said that anything that's happening is what he wants? a friend drapes his arm around eun hyuk's shoulders and pulls his wet face close, concealing it and hoping to muffle the deep sobs that are escaping. he can't hear the cries he's exuding, he can't feel the warmth of another's body. he is alone, cold, and shivering in a world where there's one less angel and now, no reason for him to stay.
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title: comfort me author: attellrating: pg maybe word count: 3563 pairing: there are a mess of pairings: eunhae, hanchul, kangteuk, henwook, blah blah you'll find out notes: it's not like it's a slutfest lmao idk Tags: dong hae, ee teuk, eun hyuk, han kyung, hee chul, kang in, super junior
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