He had turned around without another word and left. And she couldn't do anything but watch as her knees got weak and the stumbled to the floor, eyes pinned at the door. Saeran stood next to her, as speechless as she was. He clenched his fists accompanied by narrowing eyebrows.

"Idiot brother," he hissed and sat down next to her. He quietly rubbed her back for a while, a single tear running down his cheek. Together they waited there in silence. Waiting for Saeyong to come back through the door. But they both knew he wouldn't.

Saeran felt thrown back into his childhood. All the pain, the unknown future - it came back and took the breath out of his lungs. The brothers had promised to live their lives together. To be there for each other. And Saeyong had left.

The pain had never gone completely but he could deal with it. But now that his brother had left a second time despite all his promises not to, the wound was ripped open again and bleeded stronger than ever.

It wasn't any better for MC. Her fiance had just left her because he thought his live was too dangerous for her. He had promised her to stay by her side and promised countless times to never push her away again. And yet on this evening he broke his promises to both his brother and his girlfriend.

When he regained his senses, finally able to suppress the emotions enough to move again, he tried to get her to stand up. The cold floor was no place to sit on for a longer time. She shouldn't get sick, not now. There was enough pain already.

When she wouldn't move on her own he would put her up in his arms, struggling a little under her weight but carrying her to the couch nevertheless. Saeran grabbed all blankest he could find in the house and tugged her under them before he would go and make a huge bowl of icecream for both of them to share. A sigh escaped his mouth.

She still hadn't moved an inch except for her head which was pinned to the door again.
"He will come back, Saeran," she whispered. Her voice nearly broke at the sound of his name which was so close to his brother's. The redhead shrugged but wouldn't answer. Without a word he handed her a spoon and sat down next to her. She slowly moved an arm out of the blanket to accept it but wouldn't move it any farther.

MC looked at her friend and the tears she had tried to suppress began to cloud her eyes. Before she knew it they ran down her face, making the icecream more salty than before. But Saeran didn't care and neither did she when she pushed the first spoon full of ice cream into her mouth.

The cool sensation relaxed her a tiny bit. It felt soothing in comparison to the burning pain in her chest. In quiet motions they ate the dessert to soothe their pain. One spoon after another, until the bowl was empty.

They decided to watch a movie but none of them really cared. When the messenger alarm went off, they both shrugged. In a split second MC jumped out of the blankets off the couch to her phone. After a few messages she looked away, tears swelling up again.

Saeran took the phone from her hands, reading what the others had written.

I have to leave the RFA and I won't come back. Goodbye.

The message was all it took to confirm his darkest fears. So Saeyong decided to end all his relations to his friends, too. His stomach ached. He barely realised MC clawing at his shirt, holding on to him to stop herself from falling. And he broke again as much as she did, so he held on to her as well.

Hello everyone, thanks for reading up to this point. I decided to write a second fanfic next to my main one and chose a less heavy writing style. So this is kind of a scribbled down idea of mine.
It has several chapters already ready to be uploaded once a day. So these are a lot shorter and not all the same length. I just tried to describe certain scences I felt were needed for the story. But not every scene needs as much care as others, which means longer and shorter chapters.

I often think about scenarios where 707 would push MC away again but this is the first time I felt like including Saeran.
What do you think how hw would react if Seven left him again?

Anyways I'd be really happy about reviews and constructive critique. So see you tomorrow with part two.

- Amsally