Hyunjin's P.O.V:
I figured that asking Yongbok to stop sulking wouldn't bring me to something. It was like, this bitch has plugged his ears in and wouldn't listen to anything that was happening in the outside, real world.
Did i actually hurt Yongbok because of my choice of words? Seriously, out of all the weeks where I was shotgunning him with rains of curses, this is when he would actually get hurt? I don't seem to understand how and why.
Was it too vain of me? I don't know. I'm too motherfucking selfish sometimes(most of the days) to even care. I never once prioritize somebody's emotion first. I never cared if i hurt them.
Well....except for my friends, obviously.
But with Yongbok? Jesus Christ, as strange as i think of it but i couldn't be any more bothered than now. Way too bothered that it's been a day since we had that argument and it still wouldn't get off of my head.
Words that wanting to say...
Facing the obstacles with me...
He was doing all of this because he just want to...
A decade and more of studying, being the top student of the class but it suddenly felt like my intelligence left out of my system. Is this also some side effect from my lung cancer? I didn't know that.
My brain wouldn't work no matter how many times i try to fix the jigsaw puzzle on the table. There are a lot of missing pieces that's needed to be found first before completing this sneaky game.
But I'm too lazy for all these games. I want straight to the point know where those pieces are located.
"Hey, what do you want for breakfast?" Although it pains me to initiate asking him what to eat, i still did as i tried to understand the situation we're in.
Serious-fucking-ly, all these bullshit will gonna be a one time thing. I'm never gonna do this again EVER.
However, i heard no response at all behind the door.
"Hey, i said what do you want for breakfast or I'll leave you starving to death?"
Once again, didn't answer.
Okay. So this is how it's gonna be? "Oh, so now you're seriously sulking off and giving me a damn cold shoulder. Hah! You think I'll woo your ass off? Dream on!" I slammed my hand on the door of his room, but Yongbok kept refusing on giving me responses, pissing my shit off.
"Fine. Be fucking like that. I'll order you your goat foods again." I huffed and left the place i was in and went straight to the couch and placed our orders from an application.
Me and Yongbok just fucking made up yesterday. Was all the effort i put led to nothing?! WHAT THE FUCK?! FUCKITY FUCKING FUCK YOU, YONGBOK! JERK!
I'M TRYING TO BE THE UNDERSTANDING ONE HERE, OKAY? EVEN IF I AM NOT REALLY UNDERSTANDING WITH OTHERS, I AM TRYING MY BEST TO BE FOR HIM!
Why though? Why are you trying to be understanding when you can simply go back being the asshole, cold-hearted you? You can simply leave Yongbok's ass to rot alone. That's not so hard to do than being such a fucking plastic expressing to be understanding.
Yang was making sense and I'm not liking that i was wanting the words he's spitting.
I'm..... not liking? Bruh, if it was the old me, there's no way I would contemplate over Yang's decision. So why feeling to contradict now, Hyunjin? What the hell is going on with me?

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