𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚢 | 𝙹𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗

.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑*̑𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚘*̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.

Chan walked back into jeongins room with a tray of breakfast he wasnt even sure the boy would eat.

He was so worried about his baby.

Worried to the point where he woke up just about every hour to check on him and to hold him a bit closer if hed moved at all.

Though he didnt know if jeongin would even eat, hed rather him have the option rather than just let him be too upset to make something.

Taking a deep breath, he moved over to the bed, setting the tray on the nightstand and peeked over at jeongin. His cheek was smashed against the pillow, lips parted slightly with his braces shining through, hair all disheveled on his head.

Before moving over to the boy, he glanced at his phone which went off three times. Just as he was going to ignore it out of respect for jeongins privacy it went off once more, the message catching his full attention. Picking up the phone, he sighed as he looked at the notifications that were filling the screen.

46 messages from unknown and 18 others...

He opened jeongins phone, knowing that they werent good no matter what. Going to his messages, he began reading them.

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Maybe next time dont record yourself, nobody wants to see that

Delivered at 4:27 AM

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[Insert link]

🤮

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Nasty whore

[Insert Link]

Chan went through the messages, deleting them after some of the things he read made him feel sick. He figured that if they made him feel nauseous, he didnt want jeongin to wake up and read them either. He had only read a few, some being too horrible to even repeat. After he was sure all the messages were deleted, he set the phone back down and looked back at jeongin.

Reaching down, he shook the boy gently

"Jeongin," he said quietly "baby, wake up"

After a few moments of calling his name and shaking him slightly his eyes shifted behind his eyelids. They fluttered open, eyelashes making him look so sleepy.

It was those few seconds that jeongin wished wouldve lasted until he was okay again. Those few moments he wished he could live in. Because those were the ones where he didnt feel that familiar drop in his stomach, that lump in his throat, the heaviness of his heart.

"Channie," he called out for no particular reason, reaching out for him

"Im right here," the older scooted closer on the bed, cupping jeongins cheek in his hand, rubbing his thumb across it "how did you sleep?"

Jeongin just shrugged, the fat tears that were so prevalent the night before coming to his eyes again.

"Hyung-" he said so brokenly, just needing the confirmation he was there since just seeing him wasnt enough, feeling him wasnt enough anymore because he felt so alone.

"Shh," chan leaned down, pressing his forehead against the youngers, leaning forwards to connect their lips every few moments "im right here,"

The small moment of silence that was shared between them during that moment made everything at least a little more okay.

"I made you breakfast," he said softly, pulling away slightly "you should try and eat something"

Jeongin nodded, figuring if chan said he should he should listen.

Sitting up, chan brushed his hair from his eyes and reached over to grab the tray, placing it on his lap.

It was too quiet for comfort but chan didnt want to force jeongin to talk.

"Is it okay if i dont go to school today?" The blue haired boy said softly as he ripped apart a piece of bacon.

"Of course it is," chan said softly "schools already started anyways"

"Thank you.." Jeongin breathed out a huge breath that you'd think he was holding but really it was out of relief.

Chans phone went off on the nightstand, he ignored it for now.

"I dont want to have sex anymore," the small whisper came from jeongin who was just mixing his eggs around his plate.

jeongins heart clenched in his chest to the point it hurt, almost like he felt it wasnt beating anymore.

"We dont have to," chan said reassuringly.

"I-i just dont feel comfortable anymore.. I feel so violated, hyung"

Chan felt his own stomach drop at that. It was like he failed to protect jeongin.

In some way, it was his fault. He asked jeongin to record the video. Prompted him go send it so really he was to blame just as much as minho.

"We will find out who sent it, okay? We never have to have sex again if you dont feel comfortable, id never force you into something like that, you know that"

"It was minho," he said with clenched teeth

Even if everything he said wasnt addressed by the younger, he was glad it was out there. They didn't have to have sex to be together.

"Ill talk with him," chan promised.

"Or just dont.. I dont want to be friends with him anymore.."

"Maybe it would be best to have everyone come over after school and talk about what we should do,"

Jeongin weighed out the pros and the cons to that, wondering why theyd have to have everyone over.

"Why?"

What pained chan so much during this whole conversation was that jeongin hadnt ever looked at him in the eyes. The whole time his eyes had been cast down to the plate in front of him.

"Can you look at me?" He whispered gently, feeling as if he spoke any louder, the other would crumble and fall apart.

After a few moments, those pretty brown eyes met his own and chan cupped his cheeks to keep them there.

"They might know more than us, just from going to school today. They might hear something around the school that we dont already know. If we tell them to come over, we might find out who spread it,"

Jeongin took a moment to ponder that. Could he really face his friends knowing that they heard all of the nasty names he was called. Would they agree to those? Would they call him them too?

There were a lot of questions he had but ultimately he found himself nodding, agreeing

"Okay," he said, putting his full faith in chan.

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This book is about to get so hectic, i hope you can keep up 😬