Inner Warrior || Seungbin ✔️

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Seungmin freezes in his seat as he listens to his boyfriend break his heart once again. Ex boyfriend? Who knows.

"After all this time? Are you serious?" His voice cracks, hurt clearly incorporated in it. "I thought we were okay again."

"Min, things change. People lose feelings. You can't do anything about it. Sorry." Sorry, his ass. Junghee should be a dead man. The younger could tell he didn't even mean his apology. He knew he'd try to come back after a few months again. He always did. Used him whenever he liked. Torture him with an inner battle. He felt so stupid.

"You're a fucking asshole, you know that? I spent months trying to be better for you!" Seungmin yells, his fists clenching under the table. Tears slowly built up in his eyes, but he didn't know if they were caused by pain or frustration. "I should've never given you another chance. You didn't deserve it. You didn't deserve any of them. I never want to see you again. Don't try to fucking come back to me. Don't try anything. I'm done with you. Forever. You're just a fucking monster."

Junghee just smiled; evil and conniving. "We'll see about that. Sorry you feel that way, my love. Here's some cash for dinner. See ya."

When the elder left, Seungmin's heart broke once again. He covered his face, embarrassed that he was crying in a fucking McDonalds. He didn't know why he was crying so hard. He should be used to this. The amount of times Junghee had left and come back should've numbed everything. But it didn't. It still hurt as bad as the first time because he still loved him.

"Uh, Seungmin?"

The boy quickly wiped away his tears, glancing up at the black-haired male. "Changbin? Oh, I'm sorry. I must look like a mess. What are you doing here? Ah, eating, right?"

"Seungmin, I saw what happened. I'm so sorry." The elder sits down where his ex had been, giving the other a sympathetic look.

"I-It's okay. He'll be back, I'm sure. It doesn't matter. I'm okay." His smile was wobbly; it made him angry at himself. He let it happen again. Again.

"Seung... let's go for a drive, alright? We can talk there. Let me just grab my stuff."

"No, no, it's okay. I'm just going to go home. Pack his stuff again and throw it out."

"You're coming with me. Come on. I can help you get rid of his things tomorrow, and I'll drop you off at your apartment."

"...okay."