Light my cigarette,, johnten

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Ten headed to the direction of the club but the truth was he didn't want to go there. He didn't knew where he could go.

He couldn't be mad at Taeyong. He told him the truth he wanted to forget. But he couldn't do it. He knew Johnny left him. He was aware of it. And he knew he wouldn't be back.

He sat on the sidewalk edge and buried his face into his knees. He couldn't stop crying after hearing out his best friend.

He knew he was pathetic but it was stronger than him. He just couldn't change it. As much as he wanted, he just wasn't able to.

"Ten?" he heard next to him so he looked up to see Lucas. "What happened? Someone did something to you?" he kneeled next to him.

"N-no.." he said but instead of continuing he started to cry even more. "I-im sorry I know I'm p-pathetic." he cried.

The taller boy hugged him stroking his back. "You are not..." he assured him. "Let's go, I don't want you to do something bad..." he led him to the club. "Sit, I will give you water." he said.

"No, give me the same thing as yesterday." he said surely but seeing Lucas' face he sighed. "P-please, I need this." he begged.

He wanted to drink this because he knew from yestrday that one drink was enough and he already didn't feel anything.

Or he felt, but much weaker.

"How are you feeling?" he heard Xiaojun's voice. He looked at him shyly. The other one noticed his red eyes but he didn't say anything. "It's okay, and I'm sorry once again..." he confessed. "Can I hug you? he asked.

Dejun just sighed and nodded. Ten immediately hugged him tightly feeling warm. He relaxed slightly. "Thank you..." he said sitting on his chair after a few seconds.

"Here you go..."Lucas gave him his drink but when he saw Xiaojun he just shook his head to give him a sigh to not argue with Ten. "I'm glad you cleaned this jacket." Dejun said pointing at the material Ten had on himself.

"Oh, yeah..." he answered. He didn't even knew why he wore it again when the day before he wanted to throw it away and forget about it. "That's good." he smiled.

They conversation was unfortunately interrupted. "Ten...?" he heard something but he decided that it was just in his head because this voice sounded way too familiar. "C-can we talk?" he heard again so he turned around then looked again at his shot.

"Lucas, what the hell did you add to this?" he pointed at the glass standing in front of him. "N-nothing." the younger one said not knowing what Ten meant.

"Ten." he heard again. But this time louder. He turned around on his chair only to see him. His eyes, his face, and his hair, still blonde.

He turned around again looking forward. He felt unpleasant feeling in his stomach. He squeezed his eyes shut trying to not think about it.

He won't be back.

He doesn't love you anymore, Ten.

Stop being patethic.

"Hey, what happened?" Xiaojun touched his lower back. "Who is that?" he asked looking at Johnny who was observing them carefully. "Breath, Ten..."

"No one." he said fastly. "He is no one. He j-just... doesn't exist." he added shaking his head few times.

He stood up finishing his drink. "I have to go. I will pay tomorrow Lucas." he said leaving to the back doors. Johnny wanted to go after him but Lucas stopped him. "It's only for workers." he said but the older one pushed him wraping Ten's arm.