Hey~ I hope everyone's okay, as usual. I saw that many people were happy that I was back :D (to play you a bad trick, haha... prepare yourself). It was a great pleasure to see you again in comments <3
TW: anxiety (mild)
Timeline: Monday to Tuesday, January
Enjoy!
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Jisung scowled, wrapping himself a little more in his duvet as his alarm clock sounded once more. His hand slipped under the pillow to pick up his phone and cut the sound. A glance at the lack of notification squeezed his heart a little more. He shoved his face into the fabric, secretly hoping to choke on it and leave this world once and for all.
Everything hurt. His body, his heart, his throat, his eyes. He felt like he was in an infernal circle of pain. All he wanted was for everything to stop.
He licked his lips, dry of dehydration after spending much of the day before crying. He was certain that his eyes had to be red and swollen. He couldn't possibly show up in front of people like that.
Anyway, he didn't want to see anyone. He didn't even want to leave the comfort of his bed for the moment. And that would certainly be the case for the whole day.
His brain was looping on what had happened the day before. It was almost 24 hours. He still had no news of Minho. None. Not even a simple message. It only added to his pain, to say that apparently, he wasn't even worth a message.
Jisung didn't understand what had happened. He didn't understand how everything had gone down so quickly.
Maybe Minho was right. Maybe it wasn't normal to go out like he did. Maybe he should stop going out so much...
He closed his eyes strongly.
He just wanted his pain to stop.
They knocked on his door a first time, then a second time when Jisung didn't answer. Finally, he heard the squeaking characteristic of the opening of it. This only made him scowl a little more.
He didn't want to see anyone.
"Jisung?"
The worried voice of his older roommate was heard. Immediately, the young man felt a lump forming in his throat. Chan shouldn't have to worry about him. He already had so much to think about.
He hummed, showing he was awake.
"Are you okay?"
Another hum. No, he wasn't well. But he didn't want to talk about it.
"Okay... I'll be leaving soon. Changbin too. Are you... going to class today?"
"No." The youngest whispered.
"Okay. There are leftovers from yesterday's meal in the fridge if you're hungry... please eat something at noon, okay?"
Jisung gently pulled the duvet from the front of his face to look at the door. Chan was in the opening of the door, not even having entered the room. Their eyes crossed. His roommate seemed worried, but he knew this was not the time to ask questions. He simply offered him a reassuring smile.
"All right." Jisung finally answered.
Chan's smile get a little bigger.
"I have practice tonight, so I'll be home late. But Changbin should be here around 4:00 p.m. See you tonight."
And as simply as he had arrived, he had left again. Chan gently closed the door behind him, leaving a heavy silence in the room. His eyes remained on the door for a few more moments. He eventually closed them. Dive back into the dark and try to stop thinking about what happened. Try to go back to sleep.
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[Book I] Winter Falls [ENG]
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