Jeongin stepped into minhos dorm, a smile as he saw the more blue face of minhos. "Hey, you look different. What's wrong?" Jeongin asked.
He stared around the room for a moment, noticing everything was off about it. He turned his head to the kitchen near the door, staring at a phone. He wasn't sure if it was minhos or not.
He tilted his head for a moment, not worrying about it much."I'm fine." Jeongin bit his lip at the dry response,"I'm going to take a shower, I'll be out in a second."
Jeongin made his way to what seemed like minhos phone. But when he got closer, he realized that it wasn't.
It was someone's else's, he tapped the phone hoping to get the screen on, which he did. His eyes rolled when he noticed the lockscreen. It was minho and jisung. Together. It was clearly jisungs phone as well.
The two broke up. Why was jisungs lock screen still them?
Jeongin stared at Minho, who stepped out of the shower. His hair was dried by the towel he recently used.
"I thought you and jisung broke up."
"Hm?" Minho hummed. He looked over at the phone jeongin was holding. Jisung must've left it. "We did. He stopped by to drop some stuff off." Minho said honestly.
"He misses you."
Jeongin said.
"I'm aware."
"Aren't you gonna tell him you don't feel the same, so he can change his wallpaper?" Jeongin laughed.
"No, I do feel the same."Jeongins smiled faded away from his face. "What?" He asked. He was clearly confused.
"I broke up with someone for you. What are you talking about?"
"I know, and I'm gonna get over him. It's just hard." Jeongin had already looked minho in the eyes. He suddenly felt sad.
He was used again.
"So why did you do it with me then?"
Jeongin asked.
"I.. I don't know."
Jeongin could only stare in confusion, his eyes slowly looking away from Minho.
"Okay, call me when you do know." Jeongin muttered. He gave minhos unsure emotions such a glare as he walked away. Throwing jisungs phone gently back on the couch with some sort of respect.
Minho couldn't judge the look. He could see the jealousy. The rage. Yet jeongin wasn't letting it through.
Minho knew he fucked up. He wasn't too worried about it, as jeongin sadly didn't mean much to him. He felt terrible to say something like that.
"Fuck." He mumbled. He just quickly grabbed jisungs phone. He just wanted to see jisung.
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