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dear you, - seungjin

"Truthfully, I've never been confessed to before."

Well, shit.

Hyunjin can't tell him now -- not after seeing the pleased little smile on Seungmin's face and the slight tilt of his round little head, too reminiscent of a puppy for Hyunjin to subsequently kick with the truth: that Seungmin still hasn't been confessed to before, because the confession was never meant for him. It was meant for his best friend, Lee Felix.

Hyunjin accidentally slips Felix's love letter into Seungmin's locker and is such an INFP that he doesn't have the heart to tell Seungmin the truth. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/36546973

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Hyunjin is packing up his belongings to leave for the day when three things happen in very quick succession.

1.) Hyunjin's long-time crush and fellow dance team member, Felix, bursts into his classroom with all the energy of a summer storm, equal parts chaos and all the warmth that remains. His smile is luminous as he skips past desktops, coming to a stop before Hyunjin's own, tiny fingers curling into a tiny little wave.

"F-Felix?" he stutters.

"Hyunjin, hi." His smile grows wider.

Hyunjin's brain is only just catching him up to speed when 2.) from behind Felix's shoulder, his best friend Seungmin suddenly appears. Tall and perpetually serious Seungmin, his face is crafted into an especially somber expression, although Hyunjin doesn't question why until a flash of pink catches his eye. His attention is suddenly drawn to the object in Seungmin's hands, slightly crumpled from where Hyunjin had to shimmy and then shove it through a locker vent. He recognizes the familiar pink envelope. More precisely, Hyunjin recognizes his pink envelope.

Then, Seungmin says in that monotone way of his, "Your confession," which is followed by a crack in the façade when he nervously licks his lips. The corners of his mouth lift up into a smile. "I accept."

In Hyunjin's subsequent scramble to stand and pluck the envelope back, 3.) Hyunjin's foot gets tangled up with his bag straps and he immediately topples over. He uses his hands to break his fall. Somewhere in his right arm, a tendon unnaturally twists.

Hyunjin blacks out after that, although if it's due to the blossoming pain in his limb or the shock of seeing Felix's love letter in Seungmin's hands, he's not entirely sure.

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When Hyunjin regains consciousness, barely twenty seconds later, Seungmin ends up being the one to accompany him to a nearby clinic.

The two of them slide into the backseat of a cab, leaving Felix behind because he has dance practice to attend. Hyunjin would have been there too, admiring the exchange student from afar in between rehearing choreo for a routine, if not for his rapidly swelling arm.

Hyunjin turns and watches Felix wave from the backseat of the car, his figure growing smaller in the distance before disappearing when they eventually turn onto the main road. Hyunjin bitterly laments not being able to walk with Felix to practice on account of this currently unfolding disaster and the silent, stoic boy buckled in on Hyunjin's right.

Seungmin is reading something intently on his phone and Hyunjin can almost make out the glare of it in the reflection of Seungmin's glasses -- but, given the lack of opening for conversation and his lack of motivation in starting one, Hyunjin opts for sinking into his seat and watching sullenly as the city slides by. Hyunjin passes the time by practicing mind control, trying to block out the throbbing pain without much success. It lessens only marginally when they finally pull up in front of the clinic doors.