𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚢 | 𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗

.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*̑𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎 *̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.

All he knew was that everyone knew something he didnt.

"What are you talking about?" Jeongin asked, tearing up just from the sheer humiliation of everyone laughing and whispering.

"Why dont you ask channie?"

Jeongin racked his brain to find a solution for all of this, his mind just running circles unable to. Before he could ask how he knew chan the boy began mocking high pitched moans and repeating chans name.

That's when jeongins body ran cold.

The fucking video.

Before he could even stand to run away, changbin was two steps ahead. Walking forwards, he punched the guys straight in his mouth while jisung and hyunjin came up beside jeongin on the floor. The boy fell to the ground with his hand over his mouth in which was now dripping blood. His friends had long since ran away so he didnt have to deal with them.

Jeongin didnt say anything as they picked him up off the floor and helped him to the bathroom. Once there, they locked the door and jisung helped him out of his sweatshirt. The boy had no shirt on underneath so there wasnt really a way he could just take it off so no one had to see the stains.

Hyunjin grabbed some paper towels to help get the now cooling soup away from his skin. There were red splotches where the near boiling soup had spilled over his stomach.

The odd thing was jeongin was not crying. His whole body was trembling but no tears escaped his eyes. It was as if he just couldnt cry no matter how much he wanted to, no matter how much he needed to. It felt like every move he made even so much as breathing, everyone knew and everyone was talking about it.

Everything was falling apart right in front of his eyes.

He was silent other than the thoughts that were running though his head. So many questions and worries that were eating him up already.

Am i really a slut..?

Everyone is gonna hate me..

Chan's gonna think im so gross.

I wanna go home..

"...someone call chan?" Jisung asked as he took off his sweat shirt, ignoring the way his shirt made him immediately feel self conscious. However he ignored it since jeongin was more important. He put the jacket on his shivering best friend, not knowing if he was trembling because he was cold or because he was afraid.

"I can," changbin said since really he wasn't doing anything.

He stepped a few feet away as he dialed the number, the faint ringing coming through the silent bathroom.

Jeongin was still silent, as a thought crossed his mind several times over. He knew that only one person had that video but he denied the fact that it was true.

"...Minho," jeongin whispered with sparkly eyes full of unshed tears. Hyunjin and jisung stopped what they were doing to look up at jeongin.

"We can call him to come pick you up, i know chan hyung is at work,"

"No," the youngests voice sounded so strained as he spoke "hes the- the only one who has the video,"

Which was true, jeongin hadnt ever sent it to chan because he was embarrassed. He even went as far as deleting it from his own phone but he could do nothing about it on minhos. However he was under the impression that the older deleted it.

"Would he do that?" Hyunjin asked as he stopped wiping at a stain on the boys pants.

"No, he wouldn't," jisung said defensively "he would never do that, especially not to jeongin"