💭 · · · 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐑 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 , yeonbin !ᵎ 〈 ✔︎ 〉

. four

bzzz, bzzz, bzzz

Yeonjun picked up his phone, he was so used to having his classmates call to ask about assignments that he didnt even think about checking who it was before picking up. 

So when he, instead of an annoying voice asking for when the essay was due, heard sniffling - he was, frankly, alarmed. 

"Hey, hyung, can I... can I come over?" 

"Of course, yeah, of course you can!"

"Thank you..."

"Are you going by bus?"

"Mm..."

"We'll talk when you get here, okay?"

"Sounds... that sounds good, thank you."

"It's no problem Binnie, don't worry."

Yeonjun quickly got up from his kitchen table and closed his laptop. He had other things to focus on than that dumb essay. He, as quickly as he could, put on his jacket and shoes so that he'd get to the bus station before the bus would arrive. 

"Soobin-ah!" Yeonjun ran up to the younger as soon as he saw the tall blob of brown hair. His eyes were red and puffy, it was clear that he'd just stopped crying. 

"Hyung..." Soobin started, but he didnt get any other words out, neither did he have to. Yeonjun carefully wrapped his arms around him. "It's okay Binnie, it's okay," he paused to take a step back before he continued, "Let's go back to my place, okay?"

Soon enough, they arrived back at Yeonjun's apartment. They'd taken off their shoes and jackets and were now sitting in Yeonjun's living room, Soobin hanging onto Yeonjun's side as if it was the last thing keeping him alive, and maybe it was.

"I'm sorry for all of this," Soobin eventually said, taking a short pause to dry his cheeks, "I just... it's a lot and I had to just, I don't know, get it out?"

"Binnie, it's okay, I'm always here for you, just like you're always here for me. It's okay."

"I know but still... I always feel bad when I show up just to cry over that," he sniffled, "that fucking idiot"

"Y'know, it's only been a few weeks so it's normal, you spent two years with that bastard, you can be sad" Yeonjun looked up at the roof to try and blink away the tears forming in his eyes, "I'm still a mess, you're still a mess... but that's okay, at least I think it is."

"I know..." Soobin began, drying more tears off his cheeks before he continued, "...I just wish I could just forget about his existence"

They were quiet for a moment. 

"Well that wouldn't be healthy, would it now?" Yeonjun chuckled as he dried his own cheeks.