blueberry eyes | dodam

12

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doyoung is currently staring at his opened notebook on his lap, somehow. everything seems normal. except the last page, it had a sticky note on it.
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'i found this on the floor at the locker areas, i was supposed to give it to you face to face but i couldn't find you.'
-yedam
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he felt his heart clenching at the suffocating amount of emotions contained in his heart. maybe he does fall in love so easily.
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he also noticed how the stack of polaroids and photos he had were tucked in a different page, the arrangements being all different than what he remembers. it's a lie to say if yedam wasn't interested to see what's in there.
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'he must've knewn...i dated jihoon hyung...'
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doyoung somehow felt regretful and miserable as he remembers all the times spent with jihoon.
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they dated for exactly a month, the last words and meet up being a week before yedam came to school from his comma in the hospital.
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'what did i do...i didn't do anything wrong...'
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doyoung then shut his notebook as he threw it to the carpet floor, pulling his fluffy blanket above his face, as he let's all his quiet sobs into his pillow.
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'i miss him...'
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it is currently a saturday morning, he woke up at exactly 8:15 am as he got up and stretched his hands up in the air.
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he rubbed his eyes and ruffled his soft brown locks as he made his way into the kitchen, seeing that there's some food on the kitchen table, probably prepared by his older brother who already left for work earlier.
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'why does he always leave too much food... it's not like i could finish all these.'
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doyoung sighed as grabbed himself his chopsticks and starts to devour the food one by one, eventually leaving some leftovers for whoever wants them in the apartment.
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he got back up in his room and decided to wash up, going back into the room with his damp hair with a white towel on top and wearing comfy clothing.
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honestly, being him isn't that fun, he has barely any friends, except taeyoung. he rarely goes out, because he had no reasons as to do so.
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and there he is, deciding to watch movies on his tv in his room.
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*you have a new message
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his phone buzzed due to the incoming notification, as he took it into his hands and gracefully slides the screen to open the incoming chat.
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taeyoung
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taeyoung
>yo
>we have a celebration tonight :D
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doyoung
wtf<
what celebration?<
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taeyoung
>dude, it's our club president's birthday today
>he invited us to his house tonight
>and you know what that means
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doyoung
...<
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taeyoung
>yes, you're coming with me :D
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doyoung
i hate you<
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taeyoung
>oh come on, you're not gonna do anything anyways if you only stay at home.
>i know you damn well.
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doyoung
fine<
i'll go.<
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taeyoung
>good, it's at 9pm, i'll come over to your apartment later and fetch you so we'll go together
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doyoung
ok<
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taeyoung
>alright then, bye
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doyoung
yeah, bye.<
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