I hate to admit

Heartbroken

Chan

Jisung has a good idea but whether it will work or not is a different story.

I quickly made my way to Hyunjin's place, and I knew it wasn't going to be easy to get him to open the door for me.

However, Jisung texted me the code to his door just before I left.

When I got to Hyunjin's place it was awfully dark, but I knocked on the door and no answer of course. I knocked again and then again, calling Hyunjin's name but still nothing.

I gave up and entered the code.

As I opened the door, the only light coming from the kitchen which was the overhead light above the stove and very dim.

I closed the door behind me and took my shoes off then ventured in.

Leebit was curled up in a ball on the couch and his head shot up as I walked by hissing at me in the process.

It was very quiet, a little too quiet.

I went to the bedroom and opened the door, it was dark, but I could see a light coming from the bathroom under the door.

I knocked on the door and called out for him but there was nothing, only silence.

I was starting to get worried; I didn't like what I was feeling.

I checked the doorknob and jiggled it, wasn't locked.

I opened the door and peered inside, the room was all steamy and the shower was running. I stepped inside and got closer to the shower door opening it, what I saw however made my heart drop.

"Hyunjin!" I screamed.

The water was red, pooling around him.

He was on the ground, knees up to his chest and he was naked sitting under the running water.

A blade was sitting next to him.

"I'm s-sorry I-i'm broken." Hyunjin spoke, his voice was hoarse.

I quickly turned the water off and grabbed a towel. I sat down pulling Hyunjin into my lap and pressed the towel against his leg, it was the only visible spot I could see where he hurt himself.

His wrists were fine as was his neck and the rest of his body.

"Oh Hyunjin." I whispered.

Hyunjin wrapped his arms around my neck and buried his face into my chest, his cries were tearing me apart they were so heartbreaking.

We sat there for a good while; my own clothes were now drenched but I didn't fucking care.

The bleeding was slowly letting up, I kept lifting up the towel to check and the cut wasn't deep enough to go to the hospital.

Thank God.

I didn't quite know though why he chose his leg.

"Cha-channie." Hyunjin sobbed.

"I'm right here baby." I spoke softly. "Let's get you cleaned up, okay?"

Hyunjin slowly nodded his head and keeping him firm in my grasp I got up and carried him into the bedroom setting him down on his bed.

He let go of me, I went to grab another towel and dried him off.

I wrapped a blanket around him before I went to go grab him some clothes and the first aid kit while turning on the light also.

I walked back over to him and sat down.

"You should change too; you'll catch a cold." Hyunjin's voice was weak.

"I'll be fine, you're more important." I replied.

I looked at Hyunjin and then down to his leg where he cut himself.

It looked as if there was already a scar there of sorts.

"It's m-my scar, fr-from when-" "From when I hurt you." I finished his sentence.

Hyunjin nodded his head.

I guess I never saw it before not even from the other night when we were together.

I hurt him; the scar was almost grotesque.

"Fuck." I breathed.

I opened the first aid kit and started cleaning the wound, hating every time Hyunjin flinched or hissed in pain because it was that bad.

I hated hurting him.

After I dried and cleaned it, I did my best to bandage it up, wrapping a bandage around his leg and then securing it.

I then cleaned up the mess and grabbed the clothes for Hyunjin.

"Here let's get you dressed yeah?" I spoke holding out his clothes.

"Take yours off." Hyunjin replied looking at me.

I cocked my head and raised a brow, very bold of him to say but I know this isn't a joking matter.

I could feel the cold seep through my clothes from how wet they were, and they were getting uncomfortable, but I didn't know what Hyunjin was getting at.

I watched as Hyunjin shrugged the blanket off and scooched further up the bed and laid down.

"Lay with me." Hyunjin spoke softly.

He wanted the contact, the warmth.

I stood up and stripped down, feeling a little weird but I knew Hyunjin just wanted someone to be with, someone to hold him.

Wanting Minho.

This reminds me of the other night.

He was so eager to push me out, yet he didn't really push me out.

Once I was naked, I grabbed a towel and dried myself off a bit before sliding in next to Hyunjin.

I pulled the blanket over us and the rested my hand on his waist, gently caressing his skin. I kissed him on his shoulder, and he leaned into me more.

"I'm sorry Channie." He whispered.

"No, I'm sorry Hyunjin." I replied.