This sudden urge of dyeing his hair hit Yeonjun and he got up from the bed, cheeks still wet with tears after having a brief breakdown over his confused feelings.
Confused because he wasn't crying over Ji-sul anymore, no.
He was crying over how Soobin hadn't spoken a word to him after they sat hours on the floor making out, panting because their lungs were heavy with the constant less supply of air and yet again they dived into another kiss.
On why they even kissed in the first place was a question Yeonjun didn't even want to answer, he took a deep breath walking out of his room to go to the bathroom they both share.
Looking into the mirror, he pouted and made a peace sign, breaking down again, still shuffling around to find some dye, noticing that the peach had been there for too long, the soft color now fading to blonde and his hair had grown out leaving the roots dark.
He dropped a steel bottle of something, flinching over the sound looking back through the opened door already seeing the silver of light coming out of Soobin's room door making it known that the younger had flicked on his light.
Pouting, Yeonjun just picked up the flask cursing over who keeps a flask in the bathroom.
It was him who kept it there because he says taking a shit makes him thirsty— Soobin cringed his whole existence, but didn't question any further.
Yeonjun misses how they were before, laughing and smiling, talking for hours over anything to just calmly listening to each other's breath.
He needed his old Soobin back, he wanted everything to go back to how it was (minus him dating Ji-sul) he wanted their old friendship.
This silence from Soobin was killing him.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at Soobin's room, the light was still on but it flickered shut back and if it more, it made Yeonjun cry again.
Usually even hearing the slightest sound, Soobin would come running out of his room regardless of the time just to make sure if he was doing fine or not.
When did he turn from Soobin's top priority to someone who's no one to him anymore?
He picked up the flask and dropped it on the floor again, looking at Soobin's room waiting for minutes but the lights didn't flicker on even, there was just silence.
"Fu-fuck you." Yeonjun whimpered and picked up his flask, realizing it was empty— it never has been empty but it's been empty for three days. Soobin always refilled his flask even when he was hurt and barely wanted to walk, but now he doesn't do it anymore.
Wiping his runny nose, he took a deep breath. "If you don't fill it, I will." He huffed walking off to the kitchen washing the bottle before filling it, "I don't need you."
But the question wasn't about needing someone to do something for him, it was about Soobin ignoring his existence— worst not even acknowledging his existence.
Done after filling the water he closed off the tap, taking a sip from it before walking back to the bathroom, rummaging around to find some dye.
"I tried to talk to you so many times," Yeonjun murmured, "but you just stand up and go to your room and lock the fucking door," he took out a bottle reading it's contents and checking the expiry date, "you fucking ignore your hyung, I'll complain to Jungkook hyung."
He wanted to cry out over the fact that the date had expired, so he threw the bottle somewhere around the bathroom on purpose making a sound looking again at Soobin's room waiting again if the younger would come out.
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Fanfiction[A YEONBIN FANFICTION] Choi Yeonjun was cheated by his boyfriend, he was suggested that he should make his ex-boyfriend jealous, just for the sake of revenge he asked his best friend Choi Soobin to be his fake boyfriend unknown to a certain things. ...
