Placebo || 3Racha ✔️

6

He goes off to talk to the eldest. I'm left with recovery thoughts. I shouldn't have shouted. He never asked why I might not be eating. He assumed it was because of my past issues.

I pull off my shirt, throwing it into the laundry basket. When I'm done, I'm left in my boxers. I climb into the bed, letting my body relax when it hits the mattress.

A knock resonates on the door. "Come in." I already know who it is. The big puppy walks in, a small pout on his face.

"I'm sorry."

I sit up, the blanket falling from my chest. "I'm sorry too. Come here." I reach out for him, letting him crawl into my arms. His head rests on my chest, his arms hugging around me.

"I shouldn't have shouted at you."

"I shouldn't have assumed it was starting again. It was a hard thing to go through, Bin. Watching you hate yourself every second of the day. I don't want you to go through that again. I especially don't want you thinking you're alone in that."

"I promise you that it won't happen again. I've learned to love myself. No matter my weight or shape. Everything has been stressful recently. It's not your fault."

"Let's go to the gym soon, okay? Jisung said that would help, and I know he wouldn't go with you."

We both giggle. Jisung walks in, darkness waving behind him. "I see you two have made up." He puts his hands on his hips. "Wow, I never knew communication actually worked and helped solve problems in relationships."

"Thank you, prince. We appreciate it a lot. You always seem to be the middle man in this, so I'm sorry for that." I run my fingertips up and down Chan's back, wanting his shirt to come off for more comfort.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that too. You're the youngest, yet you have more common sense."

Jisung just shrugs, coming over to lay with us. "Lived through years without communication. Not the best thing in the world." He's talking about his ex again. They were a sweet couple when we met, but we both saw how Jisung could never be himself. "I honestly don't know how you two made it through without me."

"It was hard."

"Hey," I frown, slapping his shoulder.

"I'm kidding," he smiles, kissing my peck.

"Let's go to bed now before I really kick your ass out," I tease. I felt better now.

I reach over and turn the light off. We all get into more comfortable positions.

"Oh, by the way," Chan whispers, "Bin, you have mail on your desk."

My eyes fly open. "Okay."

I'm left staring into the darkness. There is no light in the room. It's completely black, like an abyss waiting to swallow me up. Never mind.