The bottom of a bottle looks better than facing himself in the mirror. The backside of his eyelids could only save him from the pain for so long.  Foreword Pairing: YoonminGenre: AngstTrigger warning: Alcohol abuse. (P.S This is my first ever fic! I hope you guys like it... I havent written anything in a long time, but I was inspired by a dream I had a few nights ago.It is quite lengthy (almost 5k words) so you might wanna grab a snack or somethin...I really hope you enjoy it. Please leave me feedback and I may write more stories?) pssst! I wrote a prequel titled 6 Hours