lunch time // seungjin

四十五

"yang fucking jeongin" hyunjin breathed.

without caring about chan's vigorous shouts and punches, hyunjin pushed the older boy away, hearing the loud thud sound of him slamming against the wall and the loud groan from chan.

hyunjin grabbed jeongin's collar and pulled his arm back. he stopped for a moment to take in jeongin's smug face, that despicable smirk that curved jeongin's lips. he swore for a split second that he saw jeongin smile sinisterly and with that he burst.

hyunjin threw his arm forward, feeling his knuckles colliding with jeongin jaw. the aftermath of which his knuckles burned, his nails digging deep into the palm of his hand.

his knuckle white from clenching too hard, now a little red and swollen from the painful impact. the air was tense, a thick red colour rose from beneath the area of impact on jeongin's face, it stung.

hyunjin repeatedly pulled his arm back, punching harder and harder till he felt a warm liquid cover his knuckles, his punches getting sloppier each time. his mind couldn't focus on the sight in front of him, his brain just constantly shouted at him to punch punch and punch. everything was mushed up and didnt make sense, nothing needed to make sense as long as he was doing this for seungmin. pain, tears, blood was all worth it.

hyunjin was like a broken robot, he continuously punched jeongin like a brainless zombie and honestly he didn't know what he was doing. he needed someone to stop him, then he felt an arm weakly pull him back, another arm wrapping lighting around his hand that was tightly grabbing on to jeongin's collar.

hyunjin was so tired, he let his muscles relax and let the "arm" guide him out of that room. he was so confused with what he was doing, he looked back right before the stepped out of the door frame and he saw a crying figure bent over a lifeless figure.

nothing registered in hyunjin's mind, the loud shouting, the crying, the concerned faces. everything was blurry and he could only hear echos and echos of a soothing voice saying, "hyung please come back to me."

then everything went black.

"hyungs can you guys please stay here with hyunjin... i'll go see what has happened." seungmin said as he looked hopefully at changbin and minho.

after receiving a nod from changbin and minho, seungmin picked himself up and dragged his feet to move. he went back into the room to see an unbothered jisung fiddling with his phone while leaning against the door frame while the rest of the room was... messy.

chan was all over jeongin, checking where he hurt the most and flooded him with questions to know how he was feeling. felix was shouting at the duo on the floor. amidst all this chaos, jeongin kept a straight face, the blood and forming bruises didn't seem to affect him. the pain associated with him also didn't have effect on him.

a pang hit seungmin's heart seeing how beaten up the younger boy was. his eyes and cheeks were already starting to swell, all seungmin wanted to do was to cradle jeongin in his arms and tell him he's sorry and that they can work things out again. but no. he knows he can't do that, jeongin... jeongin is the one the school is looking for and now he has gotten into so much trouble.

seungmin pieced up whatever jeongin has said about him. 3 years back, he left this world. seungmin has always thought it was a suicide but it doesn't seem like it anymore. jeongin... has something to do with it.

"just one question jeongin." seungmin said, the shouting stopped and eyes were on him.

"did you kill him?"

silence.

"and what if i did?"

someone slap me and scold me for sleeping so much ;-;
have a good day !!

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