Yixing was someone who wanted nothing but a simple life, when he moved to Korea he had no intentions of making any friends, he just wanted to do what he did best; dancing.But dancing isnt a medicine, and no matter how many times Yixing told himself it was, it could never heal scars that still burned throughout his heart. ForewordJongin was starting to tug on his mind more, which was dangerous, it didnt hurt, but it was both annoying and slightly satisfying, which it wasnt supposed to be, it was just supposed to be annoying.Yixing didnt believe in love, not like he loved Jongin anyway, but the symptoms, those damn symptoms of an illness that cant be cured, they were popping up and Yixing hated it, knowing you are being dragged to your death isnt a pleasant experience, and to Yixing, falling in love felt exactly the same. So this is a oneshot...a bad one, Im sorry ;-; I just felt like I needed to write something really with the feels in it, and so, I produced this.Warning; some of the content could be a bit disturbing to some people, however I dont think its bad enough to be M Rated. But just a heads up, theres a few bits of swearing here and there and in one case a mention of sexual activities.Please enjoy XDWuv you~