⚠️Tw: mention of Self Harm, drugs and suicidal situation⚠️
"Hyunjin..."
Han runs to his friend, taking him by both of his shoulder firmly, shaking them slightly.
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN???"
"YO CHILL WHAT THE HELL??"
He shakes himself off Han's grip. Felix sees the confusion in his friend's eyes.
"Your mom called because she found out you were outside, without your phone, so she thought you were going to unalive yourself."
He scoffs but don't say anything about that statement before adding.
"And why is she crying on the couch ?"
All of his friends look at each other, leaving a akward silence spreading in the room. Then Chan speaks with the most calm tone in earth.
"She thought you were doing fine, so we told her how you've been really"
His expression drops to a lowkey mad one.
"And?"
"We informed her about your arms..."
His expression turned to a terified one. He knew if they told her that she would have search in every corner of his room, searching for the blades, but she would have found the painting he did the night before.
He ran to his room, slamming the door open to see his room in the most horrific state: she found the paint but also the blades. He found his room with all his clothes on the floor but also the canva scratched in pieces, even the unused one.
No... no, please no...
He fell on the ground, knees first. The noise made Chan, Felix and Seugmin run to him. Felix sat aside him patting his back.
"We tried to stop her but it was too late..."
Chan stated.
Tears started to trail down his cheeks, painting was one of his only shelter, and that painting meant a lot to him: the first sight between them. And he couldn't make other paintings because the other canvas were destroyed, and it was his last savings, and he couldn't count on his mother to buy other, she spend all of her money in drugs...
"We will try to buy you some I promise."
The kind hearted Seugmin whispered in his ear, gently caressing his head.
They won't fucking leave me alone.
In one swift motion, Hyunjin pushes them back shouting at them.
"IT IS ALL Y'ALL'S FAULT, WHY WOULD YOU TELL HER THOSE THINGS..YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH THAT PAINTING MEANT TO ME!!!!"
He looks at the three of them, poiting them with his eyes red from tears.
"Why are y'all even FUCKING FRIENDS WITH ME... fuck... YOU MADE ME SICK. ASSHOLES. I'M GONNA CUT YOUR THR-"
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~My muse~
FanfictionA bohemian lives in the forest, and he didn't know, he was lowkey the only one that didn't know that. Hyunjin is a bored teenager close to his study years but he was ignorin what to do with his life, and he was depressed by it. Not finding any issue...
