Sticky notes and sweet breads ; Yeonbin

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' Dear Soobin,

Was my friendship... Really worth nothing?

It's been a month. I miss you. But I'm tired of being the only one fighting for something that wasn't even there in the first place.

Soobin. I'll stop. I'll stop annoying you. I promise.

But I hope to see you smile again, although I might not be the reason behind it.

- Yeonjun. '

The bell rang, the class was dismissed. Yeonjun got up at last, visible eye bags and tear stained cheeks.

He couldn't sleep without knowing what was bothering him. He hugged and cuddled with the Judy plushie everynight and got it wet with his tears.

It was time. He had to give up some day.

The door opened and Yeonjun turned around, only to see the taller male looking at him.

They were alone.

"Yeonjun..." Soobin spoke up, his appearance mirroring that of Yeonjun.

Tired, worn out. A sad, beaten up expression on his face.

Yeonjun clutched the sticky note close to his chest. No, he couldn't let his guard down.

He was done.

He was done pretending everything was fine when it wasn't.

He was done thinking that Soobin would ever feel the same way for him.

Soobin walked up to the pinkette and pulled him in a hug.

But Yeonjun didn't return it. He couldn't.

He pushed him away gently and looked up to the male's shocked expression.

"Ye-"

"Soobin. Let's pretend we never knew each other.

Let's stop talking and seeing each other."

Yeonjun quickly left the classroom, leaving behind a small paper.

Soobin, dumbfounded, picked it up and read it.

And broke down into heavy sobs.

A/N : it really is difficult to be alone in this :(( I want to hug both of them aaahh

A question out of curiosity, what other groups do you stan?