𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 | 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐠 ✔

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Hyunjin had promised Jisung that he would be back in there room soon, but it had been a couple of hours now. The younger didn't know why the villain was taking so long or what he was even doing now, but he couldn't help but think that he lied. It honestly hurt him way more than it should have. He didn't understand why he was so affected by Hyunjin's actions and words so much, but he believed it was because he just loved him that much.

Jisung was comfortable lying down on the bed unable to fall asleep without his lover by his side. He remembered how grateful and happy he felt when he was with Hyunjin a couple of hours ago, but now that he was left alone with his thoughts, he began to wonder and think about their relationship. Jisung hasn't seen Hyunjin in a few days, so to see him again after a short break and for him to lie about returning did do some damage to his heart. He hated how dependent he was. He literally depended on Hyunjin. He didn't realize it until he was away from the villain. He used to constantly be around Hyunjin, so when they were away for once, Jisung was able to realize it.

Hyunjin was finally able to answer why he was having sudden mood swings and major headaches when talking about certain subjects, but it didn't explain why he felt so dependent on the villain. He figured that it was because he loved him a lot more than he thought he would back then.

Jisung, not being in the right mindset, began to look back at his relationship with Minho. He remembered how much he loved him. He remembered how the hero would surprise him by coming home early and then spend the next couple of days with him before returning back to work. The hero spent all his free time on Jisung when he could, but then again, sometimes they would argue. Or maybe a lot.

On very rare occasions, the brunette would come back home from a night club to see Minho already home sitting on their sofa. Minho had never been the one to be overly possessive. He never made rules for Jisung, unlike Hyunjin, but the hero was indeed protective. Minho didn't like him going out at night to places that weren't exactly safe because of villains and criminals. Jisung would always go to the grocery store and out to Seoul, which was okay for Minho, but he just didn't like his lover going out at night to places where there was a higher chance of something happening to him.

Unlike his relationship with the hero, Jisung wasn't allowed to go anywhere with the villain.

Whimpering at the sudden agony he was feeling in his head, Jisung snuggled more into his comfortable pillow and pulled the blanket up to his nose while curling up a bit to bring as much warmth as he could. It was at this point where Jisung was just flat out confused. Hyunjin had told him that these headaches were because Felix and Jeongin's words were getting to him, but they weren't even talking to him right now. Actually, he was just thinking about Minho and his head would hurt! 

While he was comparing his relationship to Minho, it was like there were two people in his mind fighting. There was this one voice in his head was telling him things such as: "He's using you!" "This isn't real love, no matter how much you want it to be!" "You only started liking Hyunjin because you wanted love, no matter who it was from. He's manipulating you and playing with your feelings!" "You're going to get hurt..."

Meanwhile, there was this other voice in his head. The voice convincing him that everything was fine the way it was. This voice was much louder and it was the voice that he believed the most. "Hyunjin is giving you everything you want and need. Don't compare him to filth. Be thankful." "His love for you is greater than Minho's. Don't be fooled." "Would you really leave Hyunjin if you could? He would be so upset and betrayed if you did."

Those were the two parts of his mind right now. Of course he didn't have actual voices in his head, but if the two parts of his mind did have some sort of voice, he imagined that this would be their conversation to him. He didn't realize that a tear was slipping down his cheek and into the blanket. He was so confused that it hurt. He didn't know why his mind was so confused. The confusion was killing him and without even realizing it, he was leaning towards that second voice more. He needed Hyunjin. He always made him feel better. He was always there for him. Hyunjin was all he needed.