BET

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Hongjoong has been avoiding everyone for about 2 weeks. Even Jongho. But, he does reply to his texts. He loves Jongho. As much as he don't want to drive the younger away; his guilt of what happened won't let him enjoy himself neither his time with the younger vocalist.

But. Seonghwa... he really wants to meet him however, he can't even meet his eyes. Instead he's locked himself in his apartment's studio, forcing himself to produce songs one after another, so that he doesn't end up feeling completely useless. Not even sleep wanted him at this point. His eye bags are bigger than his garbage bags.

Isolated from his source of socialization the producer was puzzled and startled to hear his doorbell ringing. Opening the door he was even more surprised to see a very familiar mop of blonde head on his doormat, with 2 coffees in one hand and a bag of snacks in the other.

"Seonghwa?" He gasped, wide eyed. The called boy smiled apologetically yet brightly at the shorter. "Hey" he uttered, looking at the living room hoping the other would invite him in. Taking the hint, Hongjoong moved to the side hesitantly. His heart was drumming against his ribcage frantically.

Seonghwa sat on his couch looking around the ever so neat apartment. "Sit Hongjoong. This is your house!" The blonde chuckled at the fidgeting teenager but felt guilty more if you could measure feelings. The double colored haired boy sat at the far end of the couch timidly, looking at the older through his eyelashes.

"Hongjoong please talk to me" the older begged handing the other his coffee. Hongjoong took the offered beverage thanking the boy with a small voice.

When the younger stayed quiet Seonghwa exhaled restlessly. "Hongjoong, I came to apologize" he started, catching the other off guard. "But why?" The producer's voice trembled without the confidence it used to have.

Seonghwa gave a hard stare before ruffling his hair. "What do you mean why? Hongjoong! I jumped you off like you aren't my 7 years long friend" the blonde frowned "The way I talked to you that night is unacceptable! And you didn't even wack me back to sense. I know you've been beating yourself for what happened and that because of me. But I hate that... you're one of my most precious friends and I love you Joong. Please accept my apology" Seonghwa begged, moving closer to the silent teenager. The shorter was quiet for a few seconds looking at the brown liquid in his cup.

The latter started choking up with guilt once again "No, Seonghwa. Everything that happened is my fault and you know it." The younger objected, wiping his flowing tears. "No! Everything is mine and San's fault Joong! You have no fault in this whatsoever! I swear to you! Please stop being sad about this you're too precious for these negative feelings to drown you." Seonghwa replied firmly.

"But I made everyone sad. Everyone got upset because I opened my stupid mouth" the smaller one sobbed in his hands, feeling his chest squeezing and Seonghwa mentally hit his head for being the cause of how distressed Hongjoong was being.

"Please forgive my ignorance. I love you. I'm in no way near mad at you.. also I made up with Yeosang if that makes you feel better" Seonghwa informed and the younger let out a big relieved gasp. "Really?" He asked almost excitedly.

The taller nodded with a soft smile, his left hand cupping the younger's cheek lovingly. "Joong, my dearest Hongjoong. Please can we go back to what we had? I miss you and my life won't be the same as before if you keep distancing yourself. Can we please make up and leave this behind. San and Wooyoung are okay too" he lied partially cause what is important now is to make up to Hongjoong.

And, I mean, San and Wooyoung aren't in fighting terms per se. So it wasn't really a lie. Don't judge.

"Is everyone really ok? And they aren't angry at me?" Hongjoong asked leaning into the touch while his lower lip jutted out in a sad pout.