strangers with memories. / norenmin

one

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he looks up at the dark sky, smiling a bit when he saw a star shining brighter than the others. he reached next to him, taking the green bottle and took a few sips.

placing the bottle back next to him, he looked down from where he was sitting. all those people walking around, couples holding hands, snuggling closer to each other due to the cold weather. it's almost like they could see him. well, they can. they just didn't cared.

where he sat wasn't even high, or maybe to him it wasn't. he was sitting on the edge of the roof of his 10th storey apartment, he wouldn't wanna call it his home. cause that's just an insult to homes. thee roof was the reason why he rented this place. yes, it was rusty and old but it was calming. for him at least.

feeling the night breeze on his face, he shivered a bit before taking the green bottle again. seeing none of the liquid pouring out, he grunted before throwing it to the pile other bottles.

he took another look of the people underneath him. scoffing at the people who took a glance up at him but did nothing and just kept walking.

❝pathetic.❞

people are scary. they wouldn't give a much damn about you when you were much alive. but once they saw your portrait in your memorial, they cried. they cried at how much they missed you. they cried at how they regretted not spending time with you. they cried like they did nothing to you.

❝god... maybe if I jumped off here too, they'll treat me like that too.❞, he let out a soft chuckle.

Ring... Ring... Ring...

the small male jumped but then sighed in relief when he saw it was his phone making that annoying sound. he sighed then slowly got off the edge, not wanting to fall off.

❝as much as i wanna jump, now's not the time.❞, he rolled his eyes before taking his phone, next to the pile of bottles.

❝hello?❞

❝renjun.❞

renjun froze at the voice calling his name. even after many years, his voice still managed to send shivers down his spine.

❝yes? what do you want?❞

❝look jun, i'm sorry but it's not what it looks like—❞

❝you called me just to say that?❞

❝no, renjun. please, listen to me. i—❞

❝no need, i'm good.❞, but as soon as those words came out, a cough was followed by it. damn it.

❝what was that? are you okay? where are you? renjun?❞

❝yes... i'm fine, really. please, just leave me alone, jeno.❞

renjun mentally cursed at himself at the voice crack.

nice work, huang renjun. now he's gonna think you're not fine. ama-fucking-zing.

❝you don't sound fine. i can tell, jun. now, where are you? i'll pick you up—❞

❝and do what? watch you and your girlfriend have sex?❞

huang renjun and his sarcastic ass.

❝she's not my girlfriend, renjun. you would know if you've let me explain.❞

❝cut the crap. i saw what i saw.❞

❝renjun, i'm not fighting with you over the phone.❞

❝me neither, so just leave me alone!❞

❝renjun, stop being—❞

not letting the other finish his sentence, renjun hung up and threw his phone to the pile of bottles, not caring if it broke.

he leaned on the edge, running his fingers through his hair, messing it up.

why must you do this to me? am I not good enough? gosh, you're such an idiot for believing him, huang renjun!!

tears threaten to fall from his eyes and this time, he just let them fall. the soft crying slowly turned into sobs.

after 10 minutes of just sobbing, renjun wiped his tears with the sleeve of his sweater. he frowned when he realized who that sweater belonged to. he took it off and threw it away harshly. although it was the only thing keeping him warm from the cold, he didn't really cared. he was not about to have a bastard's sweater 'protecting' him from the cold. he's too arrogant for that.

he shivered from the cold. it was the middle of winter, yet he was just wearing a long sleeved shirt and jeans. renjun didn't wanted to go back to his room that early yet. his roommate might be there and he didn't wanted his roommate to ask questions.

he just sat there, face covered in tear stains, but he couldn't care less. thinking about how did it end up like this? what went wrong?

his thinking was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and a man came in looking around.

❝junnie? you in here?❞

what's he doing here? maybe if i'm quiet he'll leave.

❝renjun? are you not here? weird, jeno said he should be here.❞

jeno... i should've knew... why can't he just leave me alone?

renjun muttered a curse under his breath and his feet accidentally knocked the bottles over. shit.

❝hm? anyone there? hello— oh my god, junnie!❞

so much for staying quiet.

the man ran over to renjun and squatted down to meet his eyes.

❝are you okay, junnie? oh my god, you're freezing!❞

❝i'm fine, jaemin.❞

jaemin shook his head before taking off his coat and putting it over the shivering boy.

❝you're shivering, injun. what are you even doing up here?❞

❝none of your business.❞

❝someone's in a bad mood.❞

the chinese boy scoffed, pushing the taller's coat away.

❝hey, keep it on. you don't wanna get sick, do you?❞

❝i'm not cold.❞, but he immediately regretted once a sneeze came out of him.

❝sure, and i'm straight.❞, jaemin chuckled.

❝come on, let's get you out of here.❞

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