better with you | minsung |

seven

cw: in description/disclaimer

"you're a fucking psycho," jisung yelled out, instantly regretting his word choice. but, at the same time, jisung felt the word, psycho, was the perfect way to describe his boyfriend.

jisung felt a harsh sting across his face as he was sent to the floor. seojun had just slapped him. jisung looked up at his boyfriend, if he could really, truly call him that. feeling panic rise up his throat, jisung held his now burning cheek, letting more tears slip past his eyes as he backed up into the corner of the room, trying to escape as seojun advanced towards him.

seojun spat in jisung's face before grabbing the boy by his hair. "see what you made me do," seojun growled. "you made me do this. you think i'm a FUCKING PSYCHO?! I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT A FUCKING PSYCHO LOOKS LIKE."

jisung was scared for his life. he's never been more scared than he was in this moment. of course, seojun had scared the shit out of jisung every day, but this time was way different.

how did we even get to this point, was all jisung could ask himself. oh right. we were arguing over him taking me to pick up my prescription.

jisung has always needed to take multiple different medications, even for the smallest of health issues. he wasn't very lucky in that sense. one of the things he needed medication for were for his anxiety. he needed a refill on his anxiety medication, & had sent a request through his phone a few days ago. he had just got a notification an hour prior informing him his prescription was ready to be picked up.

normally, seojun & him would stop by the pharmacy on their way home from school if he needed to pick up a prescription. it was just more convenient that way & saved them from going back & forth. any other time, jisung would wait until the next day to pick them up, however, jisung had noticed too late that he was almost out of pills, & ended up taking his last one that morning before heading to school. he needed the new meds for tomorrow morning.

"seojun," jisung called out from their shared bedroom.

"yes?"

seojun sounded agitated.

"are you able to take me to the pharmacy? i have a prescription i need to pick up."

"can't we just go tomorrow after school? do you really need them right this second?"

jisung got up from their bed, walking into the living room to see seojun watching a movie. he sat down next to his boyfriend.

"i need them for tomorrow morning. i took my last anxiety pill this morning," jisung tried explaining.

"so...? we'll just get them after school. you can wait," seojun shrugged him off, not even bothering to look in his direction.

"junnie, it's really not good for me to not take my anxiety medication... it could be really bad for me," jisung rested his head on his boyfriend's shoulder, trying to get him to understand the urgency of the matter.

"and how is that my problem," seojun suddenly snapped.

jisung frowned, confused. "huh?"

"how is it my fault that you couldn't time your refill?"

"what? i... i mean- of course it's not your fault-"

"then why are you blaming me?"

jisung sat up.

"what the hell are you talking about? i never blamed yo-"