♡ crush on you♡ FXF yejisu fanfics

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sick.  —blxxd warning—

Hwang yeji pov

life? life been good. not until my best friend left me. i would've known. if she at least told me about her depression. i could've saved her. could i?

"Yo! yeji. we're going to get boba you're coming?" Hyunjin voice calling up to me. i shake my head as i continue to look outside the window. feeling tired and sick.

i received a sigh.

i heard the footstep slowly fading.
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what is life? life been bad. i lost my best friend. what is love? not great either. Jisu been busy studying for mid exam. what is friends? they're.. everything.

i made my way to the bus stop as it was raining. feeling deep in my thought. the sky were orange and pink yet it was still raining. the dark clouds. hot yet its windy.

what is exactly life?

"Did you missed the bus? never seen you this late"

my eyes opened a unrecognisable voice yet sounding so warm and soft. i looked to my eyes and i turned to the reaction. only to see a short girl beside me.

"what about you?" i asked softly.

"i was studying at the library." her voice softly said so. i nodded. we both kept quiet for a while.

"you know ive been thin-" same words coming out from our mouth. i stopped and she stopped. she shake her head and she just smiled at me. what is that smile?

"it's okay go on" she said softly.

"i been thinking.. would you go out with me sometimes? despite.. i can't tell others about my deep thoughts" i said softly. only receiving a quiet response.

she would say no right. shes studying for mid exam anyway.

"what do you have in your thoughts? is it about ryujin?" she asked. i looked away.

"Yeji. im not going to get mad. tell me everything." her soft like voice. i kept quiet. i asked for this conversation why am i avoiding it? stupid.

"Jisu. have you ever thought.. to unalive yourself. like. just to.." i paused. i felt ny tears falling. i been crying for days how did tears forming again?

she looked at me she grabbed a handkerchief and wipes my tears. the warm feelings. talk about warm feelings. i never got love from my mother back then. I was born rich after all.

the small girl pulled me into hugs. i cried on her chest i know it was too much for me. losing my best friends. losing my confidence. and everything.

"Yeji.. do you remember how we met? how you never turned like this?"

i paused. i stared at her.

"tell me yeji. what happened?"
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"can't you fucking get it?! i spent shit on our daughter!" the voice of my mother screaming and desperately crying at him. i was below them.

"sweetheart. im sorry. i.. i been addic—" only to received a slap from my mother. i stared at them slightly confused. why did my life have been like this. i stared at the bottles and pills.

my father been killing himself huh?

i wonder what if i..

crash!

oh..

"Yeji! yeji my darling. my darling. are you okay?! your hand bleeding!" my mother ran to me when i dropped the bottle of alcohol. i stared at my bleeding fingers.

has it been like this before? the alcohol were on my feet.the smell of the alcohol. has it smell like this?

"yeji answer me!"

can't you shut up? I'm trying to focus at the smell.

few moment. i knew it broken me up.

i stared at the overflowing bloods the smell of metallic blood and alcohol. it got me dizzy.

my vision turned dark.
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"i..see..." Jisu said comforting me. i looked down. Jisu smiled and hold my hand as we both were hugging and holding at the bus stop. where.. where is this feeling coming from.

it hurts. it hurts yet why do i crave for more?

Jisu Pov

hearing yeji past. it hurts me till death. poor girl been laughing and making stupid silly jokes. having such a bad past and miserable life.

she couldn't it hide it anymore could she? she been hurting alot I know..
i hold her hand as i kissed her forehead. giving her the love i always wanted to. i love you i love you. i want to say those words.

but we're just friends right?

as i comfort her. giving the love. but when will she give me the mutual feelings? she won't. she won't.

"Jisu. thank you" a soft voice yet it was low. i nodded and i just hold her hand.

"you're welcome stupid."
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to be continue