𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞'𝐬

𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮♔︎

"JeongwooooooOOoo I've told you I'm sorryyyyyyyyyYYYYyY"

"You would do that again tomorrow so no" jeongwoo said while folding his hands in front of his chest, walking ahead if his childhood bestfriend. Haru pouted at the other male's choice of words. Gripping the strips of his bag, he waddled towards Jeongwoo—hugging him tightly. "Why are crushing me now?"

"I didn't mean to speak Japanese to you.. I forgot I was talking to you, not Ruto.." Haru's eyes were getting teary and Jeongwoo was panicking seeing him. "I'm sorry, woo... Please don't be mad.. Please don't leave me-"

"Hey hey, Haru, hey look at me" Jeongwoo cutted him and held his face, making Haru facing him. Teary eyes, redding nose, pink rings on his eyes. That break Jeongwoo's heart. Haru is very sensitive, he can't handle people shout at him, people giving him cold shoulders, glare at him, no he can't handle any of that. He would feel trapped, suffocated, lonely, anxious and weak. He don't like those feelings. But with Jeongwoo, its another story.

He usually knows if Jeongwoo did that it usually him being dramatic or just joking around like an extrovert he is. But that day Haru doesn't seem to have any of it and thought Jeongwoo was mad at him, thinking that he would leave—like him.

"I was just joking, Haru... You know how I am right? No matter what happen I will never get mad at you.. Heck I will not even leave you! What's wrong today, pumpkin? Did something happened at home?" Jeongwoo asked with his eyes scanning Haru's body, finding anything that could harm the boy. Haru shook his head, indicating a 'no'. "Then why do you look so gloomy? Wanna tell me? We still have 25 minutes before school start. We could talk bout it while walking there if you want"

Haru looked at his bestfriend and beamed a smile, nodding to the idea. "I'm just...dreading today I guess...yknow with the boys later at school..." He said while playing with the hem of his long sleeves T-shirt. Jeongwoo nodded, understanding the thought of his friend.

"And you still refuse to tell Ruto about the treatments you get at school"

"Woo, Ruto wouldn't handle it calmly. He would even blow up the whole school if he knows bout it!"

"Because you're his twin and he love you!"

Haru went quiet with it. Jeongwoo's right tho. He knew Jeongwoo is right. But he can't be the reason Ruto transfer to his school. Just because of him getting bullied? No. He can't be the reason—or that's what he thought.

The walk then continue with jeongwoo talking bout how his pet cat ended up in the toilet bowl, him almost have a blueberry pie smudged on his face from his neighbor bickering bout money and the list goes on. Haru keep listening to his stories while laughing at the funny parts of them, plus, jeongwoo's exaggerating most of it makes it funnier.

Arriving in front of the school gate, jeongwoo held haru's hand, squeezing it lightly as a sign of comfort. Walking hand in hand, Haru keep his head down like always and Jeongwoo leading his way to their classroom. Jeongwoo glared at everyone at the hallway, intimidating those who glared at the poor boy behind him.

Jeongwoo is kind and funny, but could be scary and fearless when he's angry.

"Still alive, sicky?"

The sentence that Haru dread the most. The words that hurt his heart. The words that make him weak. The words that make him realise that he's dying. "What do you want, kim doyoung?" Jeongwoo said, hand tightly gripping Haru's to calm him down. "It's barely 8a.m go away."

Doyoung grinned at the taller male. He slowly walked towards him, keeping the eye contact hard and sharp. Jeongwoo doesn't plan to break it either. Their eyes fought as if it's Glenfire and Grozam—both fighting with thier own power, fire and ice. One holding a burning fire to protect his bestfriend and the other holding a death-freezing ice, wanting to shatter the poor japanese male.

Before thing got physical, another japanese, a short one, pulled back doyoung and squeezed his shoulders hard—resulting the bunny like korean winced. Haru also kept on tugging jeongwoo's flannel sleeve, telling him to stop.

Losing to the teary begging eyes, he let out a long sigh and nodded. "Touch him and i'll make sure you're living in hell, kim doyoung."he said with hatred lacing in his voice. Doyoung snickered at the warning before walking away with the short japanese.

Just die already, Watanabe Haru. It's your fault he's dead.

𝙻𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑♔︎

"Dude why can't he leave you alone????? You did nothing wrong to him and yet he treat you like shit. What beef he has with you, bro??" Jeongwoo said, still angry with the incident that morning.

Haru who still munching slowly on his apple pie that minho delivered a few minutes after the ring bell. Sighing, he put down the spoon he was holding and stare and the half eaten pie infront of him. "It must be because of that incident.."

"Huh, because of that? It's clearly not your fault! They even have proofs for it! He don't have any reason to blame you further." The korean responded—completely pissed. Seeing the pouty look on his bestfriend's face, he rub his face a few times and looked straight towards the tall japanese. "Look, Haru, that incident happened like 4 years ago. And it's proven that it's not you. It's someone else that we don't know exist. Stop blaming yourself for it."

Haru just nodded to his words, feeling abit fuzzy with all the thinking he's been doing lately. He decided to just brushed it off and enjoy the apple pie that his twin specially made for him.

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How is it so far, my loves?