Morning pt 2

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Jeonghan pov

Before I knew it, Seungcheol grabbed his clothes and bolted out of the room.

I felt stupid. Stupid for telling him. Stupid for not controlling myself last night. Stupid for lusting over him. Stupid for loving him.

I don't know when I started developing feelings for him but I know that every encouragment he gave me, stuck with me throughout my whole training period until now.

Looking at the door left ajar, I accepted it that this could potentially end our friendship.

With my limited strength left, I stood up and put on my clothes before locking the room door (ensuring no kids enter) and climbing down the stairs to the dining room for breakfast.

'Hyung! Why are you limping?' All eyes turned to look at me. 11 pairs of eyes just staring at me walking (limping) down the stairs.

'I... uh injured my ankle last night. It's fine'

Everyone believed me and resumed eating, carrying on with their individual conversation. I limped to the kitchen and saw Seungcheol preparing his breakfast. I looked down, not daring to eye contact him.

'Take this.' Seungcheol shoved me the breakfast plate he was preparing.

I looked up, shock, but only met his back as he had already turned around to prepare a new batch for himself.

'I can prepare my own breakfast if you want to eat first...'
'Just go and eat. Leave me alone'

Seungcheol sounded so cold. A tone he never used to anyone before...

'I'm sorry. Thank you.' I mumbled before walking out of the kitchen into the dining room.

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