𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝| 𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗

..[43]..

One of the most hopeless feelings you can have is watching the one you love walk away from you.

Chan felt this as he watched jeongin walk up the stairs to jisungs house and disappear through the door.

Jeongin felt this as he watched Chan drive away from the  foyer of jisungs house.

As the headlights disappeared down the street, jeongin began crying harder than he ever had before.

Gasping for air and verbally sobbing and crying out for chan.

How he wished that the older would come back and hold him and tell him it was okay.

But this didn't happen since Chan was on his way to minhos.

He couldn't be alone or he'd fall back again.

The drive there was mostly blurry from his tears and it was a miracle he made it to minhos without crashing.

It was almost like he was floating as he made it up to the door and knocked. Thankfully there were still lights on in the house so they were awake.

The door opened and the second that it did Chan broke. He almost fell if it weren't for minho who held him up, concerned for his friend who seemed really messed up.

"It's all ruined.. " He cried out "I fucked everything up, minho"

His words were barely audible from him burying his face into minhos shoulder and from his sobbing.

"Chan, what happened?" Minho asked, pulling him into the door and closing it.

Chan was freezing as he held him, probably not realizing it since he was crying so hard.

He led him to the couch sitting him down and a worried jisung pausing the movie on the TV.

"Jeongin knows. he knows everything." He wailed out "we had sex and he told me he loved me and it was all perfect until I fell asleep and he found out about it. He couldn't stop crying on the ride home and he looked so fucking broken. How do I fix this?? How do i make this better? I can't lose him Minho"

"Okay, calm down and we'll decide what to do, let me go get you some water to help"

Minho went to go get it but jisung was already making his way towards the kitchen and coming out seconds later with a cup of water.

He knelt down in front of Chan and placed the glass in his hands, securing them around it with his own. After Chan had taken a small sip, jisung set the glass down on the coffee table and grabbed a napkin from that remained from their pizza they ordered earlier and began wiping at chans cheeks where the tears had stained.

He still was crying pretty hard but was beginning to calm down as Minho rubbed his back while jisung took care of him.

Chan rubbed his stinging eyes and sniffled a bit more before opening them again, seeing jisung clearly for the first time.

"Wait. what are you doing here?" He asked in almost a panic.

"What do you mean?"

"I dropped jeongin off at your house. You told jeongin about the bet"

"I never told jeongin anything, hyung. I haven't talked to jeongin since you guys left for your date"

"Dont lie. You texted him!" Chan continued accusing "you told me you wouldn't tell him, so why did you do it?"

"I didnt do it, Chan! My phone is at my house!" He stood and began getting his jacket on "the only person at my house is seungmin so that means that they're alone together."