"IM MOVING OUT."
yeonjun stared at the floor in disbelief, his mouth held slightly agape as the words left soobin's lips. "what? why?" yeonjun questioned, not a single thought lingering in his mind besides the possibility of losing his very own friend.
"i don't think it's...a good idea for us to be near each other after the last encounter and yeji thinks we should take the next step in our relationship." soobin sheepishly admitted, his cheeks turning a crimson red as the image of him kissing yeonjun came into view.
yeonjun chuckled, "wow, okay." he said, a hint of attitude going towards soobin causing the blue haired boy to furrow his eyebrows.
"what?" soobin asked, getting irritated with the way yeonjun responded to what he had said. yeonjun stood up and went to walk to his room, "nothing important."
soobin immediately grabbed yeonjun's hand, and turned the boy back to him. "yeonjun, what the fuck is your problem? we're best friends." soobin said, hurt laced all over his voice.
"well best friends don't kiss each other." yeonjun mumbled, feeling the tears form at the corner of his eye.
"well best friends also don't fall in love with their best friend!" soobin screamed out, causing yeonjun to look at him.
that look absolutely killed soobin, he looked so hurt, betrayed. soobin had never said anything about knowing about yeonjun's feelings, soobin also has never raised his voice at him.
"yeonjun-"
"best friends also don't kill each other. best friends don't kiss their best friends when they're dating someone. best friends don't lead someone on just to end up dating a girl. yeonjun whispered, gulping back down the tears that were forming.
he bit down onto his lower lip, and gave soobin a slight smile. "bye soobin." he ushered, walking away to hide himself into the comfort of his room.
after the door shut behind him, he immediately slid down; his hand covering his lips to conceal the oncoming sob that was on the verge of leaving his lips.
he felt his chest ache, and the coughing started. blood trickles down his lips as the full flowers danced across his body.
pain.
that was all yeonjun felt; mental and physical pain.
"i cant do this anymore." he whispered to himself, he didn't realize how bad it had gotten...he should've known how bad it was the day he realized he couldn't eat anything due to the stems and flowers covering each corner of his throat.
he let out a ragged breath, and let his body hit the cool wooden floor.
"i hate that i love you."
