~ Ryujin ~
Mid make-out sesh, the door busted open. I pulled away at light-speed and covered my mouth, which was surely swollen and slobbery. Gross.
Surprisingly, it wasn't a teacher. It was little miss Yeji Hwang. I mentally gagged.
"Hey, Yuna. Can you give us a moment?"
With a mischievous smile, Yuna agreed. "I'll actually get back to class. See you soon, babe." She blew me a kiss before excusing herself.
My face burned pink. Whether it was because she had called me 'babe' or because Yeji witnessed us face-sucking, I'm not sure.
Blowing it off, I sighed and leaned back on the counter I was already sitting on. "What the fuck do you want, Yeji?"
She stayed where she was, keeping the distance. "Banging Yuna? Really? You know she doesn't give half a fuck about you and will gladly break your heart."
I swallowed down my laughter at her iconic remark. "Reminds me of someone."
Her eyes flashed hurt before they rolled in annoyance. "You should stop. Really. It's not gonna end well."
"What? You're jealous? Oh, wait. No. I forgot, you're straight."
She closed her eyes and sighed in frustration. "Why are you so fucking annoying?"
"Why are you inserting yourself into my fucking business?" I slid off the counter and stood face-to-face with her.
"Maybe because I care." Her eyes bore into me as it sunk in, like a knife in my chest.
I scoffed. "You don't fucking care. All you fucking care about is people liking you. You'd rather lead your best friend on, breaking her fucking heart, than just fucking be real and honest. You're a piece of shit and I don't want you to fucking care because if you did, you wouldn't have abandoned me!"
I had to take a deep breath after rambling, hot tears suddenly sliding down my face.
She looked off to the side, biting her lip so hard I hoped it bled. "Easy for you to say. I don't even think you care about anything. You'd throw anything away, for no reason. You can't expect me to do the same."
I wiped my eyes with my sleeves, mad at myself for crying so hard. I was sobbing at this point, all the emotions coming back. My legs were shaking with the effort of keeping myself standing.
"Pretending you're straight doesn't make y-you any less gay, you know?" I sniffled deeply. "Pretending is so temporary and f-fake. Why pretend to be straight for everyone e-else when n-none of it is true?"
I shook my head, wiping my face again. "They don't even love you. They just love this idea of you."
Without looking, I heard her turn around and leave, the door left open behind her. I was left all alone, collapsing to the floor in a mess of tears and snot.
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I sighed as the bell rang again. The group should be here soon.
I was right. Hyunjin and Felix came first, pausing at the sight of my swollen eyes.
Felix rushed over to me, inspecting my face. "Ryu.. What happened? Were you crying?"
I chuckled sadly. "Yep."
He sighed and set himself in the seat beside me, an arm around my shoulders. I saw Hyunjin sit down beside Felix, hesitantly watching me.
"What happened?"
"Yeji." I sighed and wrapped my arms around myself, setting my head on his shoulder. I'm so exhausted.
He sighed and patted my head. "What'd she do?"
"Interrupted my goddamn make-out sesh. Like who even does that? The disrespect." We both laughed shortly at my attempt to lighten the air.
"She wanted to talk. Told me I'm just gonna get my heart broken by Yuna." I shook my head. "As if she didn't do it first."
Changbin joined the room and paused as well, sitting on my other side. "Gah damn." He joined in patting my head. I guess he knows me too well. He doesn't even need to ask.
Chaeryeong joined seconds later, sitting across from us at the table. She frowned. "You good?"
"No." I rubbed my eyes hard.
"She didn't touch you, did she? I swear, if she shoved you, I'll fuck her goddamn shit up."
I playfully hit Changbin. "No. She just kind of left me when I was like balling my eyes out."
"Well. I will still happily do it."
I shook my head. "I just want this day to be over. This whole Yeji thing. 'Cause I still fucking love her, for whatever reason."
"I could talk to her. About it?"
I raised my head in surprise that, of all people, Hyunjin, who I don't know well, offered this. "I don't know..."
He shrugged. "Just if you want."
"What would you say?" Felix asked.
"Well, what happened? Between you two."
"Ughhh. She basically kind of had a thing with me, us being best friends before, and then did a 180, acting all straight. I obviously wasn't okay, so I confronted her. She just got mad and ditched me."
He nodded. "I'll talk to her."
I sighed. What's the worst that can happen? "Go for it."
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