With every regression, Joonghyuk’s watched you die.

He'd told himself countless of times—forced himself to ignore your whimpers of pain, that this was nothing more than a passing moment. It’s all just to make the agony in his chest a little more bearable.

Joonghyuk clenches his jaw, trying to block out everything and focus on you and the gaping wound on your stomach. The cavity and gore was nauseating to see. It reminds him of the gruesome deaths you’ve been forced to endure. A cycle of pain you can’t seem to escape from.

No matter how many times Joonghyuk regressed back in time.. he always ends up powerless. No matter what he did, everything ended up in failure, just like the many others he’d been forced to watch and see. You’re a foolish, foolish person, throwing yourself in front of him as if your body was something repairable. Like some kind of god but you weren’t anyone, just a background character that’d managed to catch his eye, one who’d been prevalent from before the apocalypse had started. He had, once, promised you safety, had pushed you away to honor it. And yet, he couldn’t even manage to keep it.

"Don’t speak." he utters. Joonghyuk’s hands cradle you to his chest tightly, heaving in a breath. Don't die. His mind is jumbled, a mess. Not again. If you ever saw him like this, you’d laugh, tell him how out of character he was being. It would be better, he thinks. Seeing you smile and all well was better than the body he held onto so desperately. “If you die, I’ll regress and kill you myself.”

He says your full name with such anger, and yet, it’s the only thing he knows how to say with such conviction like he’s known you since the beginnings of time. By default, you’re his. From the moment you claimed yourself as his follower, he’d considered you his. To think that you could just leave him time and time again was unthinkable. So fucking selfish. You’d promised, but it’s like you’re trying to drive him mad.