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Once jeongin got home, he went straight up to his room feeling heavy.

Maybe this was a dream.

Maybe hed wake up in moments time and it would all be okay again.

He wouldnt have chlamydia. He wouldnt be broken apart by the person he loved and he wouldnt have had his trust broken with something so delicate and fragile to him.

The blue haired boy closed the door behind him, ignoring the soft conversation coming from the kitchen about what had happened.

There were so many things going through his mind in that moment of silence after his door shut.

'How can i ever show my face at school again?'

'When will everything be okay again?'

'Why did i ever give him a second chance?'

Jeongin pulled out his phone and dialed jisung, hoping that he would pick up because he desperately needed someone.

"Hey youve reached han jisung"

"Hyung-"

"dont leave a message cause i probably wont listen to it," was the words that came through the phone next.

"Maybe he thinks im gross too.." Jeongin mumbled to himself with a sigh.

After a few moments of hesitation, the boy decided to dial hyunjin to see if he was free as well.

"Hello?"

"Hi, hyung.. Its me, jeongin"

"Oh, are you okay? Youre really quiet"

"Do you think you can come over? I need someone really badly right now.."

All it took was that sentence and hyunjin was already up off his bed, putting out the joint he was smoking and closing the window.

"Ill be right over okay?"

"Okay.. Please hurry" was the last thing whispered through the phone before the line went dead.

Hyunjin quickly fanned all the smoke from his room, knowing that it smelled like weed but he didnt care at the moment. Once his window was closed, he put some pants on and his shoes and went out the door and downstairs.

The brunette didnt have to worry about his father since he wasn't even home really anymore. The only times he came home was when he was hungry or needed to sleep. Their house was going downhill, the power was set to be shut off within the next few days, eviction notices being posted on the door when he got home from school, constant letters in the mail about late bills. The boy didnt have a steady home anymore and it was scary. However he kept the secret from everyone but one person, that one person being the only one who had read over the eviction notices. They were the only one who knew of his family troubles and he wanted to keep it that way.

As he rode his bike the long ways to jeongins house, he began to breathe hard, throat beginning to hurt from the constant harsh air inside of it.

Only twenty minutes later, he dropped his bike in the yang household lawn and moved to knock on the door.

Moments later it swung open to reveal a woman with short black hair and expensive looking clothing. Someone he assumed to be jeongins mother.

"May i help you?" She asked

"Yes ma'am, im hyunjin.. Im here to see jeongin," hyunjin replied with a confident smile

"Ah, please call me Mrs. Yang. Thank you for coming, Jeongin is gonna need all the friends he can get right now," mrs. Yang said with a nod "please, come in"

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