sex therapy || chanlix

#32 senile

eight.
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"i can't believe she broke up with me!"

the australian cried, his eerie scream seeking attention of the onlookers in the bar he was seated at, but the feeling of melancholy had perceived him to not care. or maybe it was the amount of alcohol rooting through his veins for the numbness to go away.

chan, who sat next to brunette, could only soothingly rub his back in attempt to calm him down. though he could tell the younger was worsening in terms of his mental health. nonetheless, there was no explanation required for him to have such an impact from the departure of his girlfriend.

"really? it seems pretty believable to me."

upon hearing a third voice, felix hazily lifted his gaze towards a red head growing clearer to his front. though his tears partly clouded his vision, he could recognize that venomous voice anywhere.

"go away, jeongin. i'm not in the mood." he whined, clutching a newly refilled cup of alcohol to himself, acting as if the toxicity in the liquid was his only source of comfort for the desolation that withered his heart from reality.

jeongin scoffed, "i wouldn't be so generous to visit you either," he clicked his tongue, "chan called basically everyone while you passed out in the middle of the street."

squinting his eyes,trying to reminisce what the red head was referring too, but felt his head throb harder from the overdose of alcohol. he groaned softly, massaging his head to ease out his stress, not until he noticed an unfamiliar weight on his shoulder.

he weakly glanced up to see minho giving him a soft comforting smile, his smile gradually dropping as his eyes examined over his flushed face. it seemed like the brunette was concerned and swelled with guilt, especially since he was well aware about how seoul-hee and felix grew together.

"since when did you start drinking?"

the question caused felix to stiffen, his gaze dropping in regret as he slowly slid closer towards the blonde to make an empty space for his brother.

minho sighed on his lack of response, and occupied a seat next to him, jisung joining right behind him and seating next to jeongin.

jeongin glanced around seeing the two follow towards their table, and spared a few glances to his left and right. not finding the one familiar person he desired, he poked the caramel haired next to him.

leaning over, he whispered, "where's hyunjin hyung?"

'hyung?' jisung internally questioned, 'since when were jeongin and hyunjin close?' brushing the topic off his mind, he shrugged his shoulders in response,

"i don't know, but he said he'd be coming a little later."

nodding, the caramel haired and turned his attention back towards the dolorous brunette who was venting about how much of a bad boyfriend he was, and that he'd regretted letting her go by using her to his advantage. at the same time, he'd cry about how it was already too late to wish for things he craved, and that he should focus on his future, but jisung gave all his words a sigh.

'if only he knew..'

"if only i didn't sign up for those stupid therapy sessions!"

the brunette finally yelled, the tears he'd restricted through the creases of his eyes, finally spilling out his sorrow involuntarily. minho was quick to embrace him in a hug where the younger could choke out all his heartsick thoughts and words.