Fyi i'm probs making this story like max 30 chapters so if anyone has some ideas you can tell me :)
(Or ideas for possible extra chapters/ special chapters)
♡♡♡
Babylixie🐥
Thank you for being here
Thank you for being mean and bringing me back to reality
Thank you for listening to my rants
Thank you for being nice one random night
Thank you for dealing with me
And thank you for all this time
You never told me your name
I don't know you
But
Thank you
And forget about me
Forget I ever texted
Forget I ever whined
Forget I ever vented
Just forget my existence
People will be better off without me
They'll be happy and free
Not having to worry about a fucked up kid
I'm all alone
It's so easy to end it all
Have a nice life
Bye
6:37 pm
Hyunjin
Hey hey
You there?
Please tell me you're there
Don't do it
Hello?
Fuck
Answer
Istg if you kill yourself I will kill you
Helloooo
Please come back
Just one more convo
How does that sound
Just a few minutes
Give me a few minutes
Just a talk hm
You like to talk and yap
So do it now as well
Please?
6:52 pm
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"Fucking asshole..." Hyunjin muttered, typing as fast as he could. He yelled out a clear curse and then went to Minho's contact, calling him multiple times before the older finally picked up.
"Are you home?" Hyunjin asked fastly before giving the older a chance to talk, rushing to get his keys and jacket.
"No, why? And why are you spam calling me?" Minho chuckled, earning a groan from Hyunjin. "Where are you? Is someone home with Felix?" The younger male asked, running down the stairs of the apartment complex.
"No, he's home alone. Why do you care? Did he text you or something? He doesn't even have your number.
"He's about to fucking kill himself Minho! Stop the bullshit! Are you close to home or not?!" Hyunjin angrily yelled out, tears of frustration filling his eyes.
"What?! The fuck do you mean Jin? No, i'm not close to home, i'm a fucking hour away!" Minho yelled through his phone, Hyunjin now making his way to his car. "For fucks sake... Is your mom home? Anyone close?" The younger male asked, getting a frustrated groan from Minho. "Fucking hell, no, i'm telling you no one is home, and my mom is with me. We told Felix we wouldn't be home in another three hours or so. But what do you mean with killing himself?!"
"Look, it's a long ass story. I'm gonna go to your house, just, I don't know, fix something so you get home." Hyunjin said and started driving out of his parking spot, a loud screech filling the underground garage.
"Fuck, okay. But can you please tell me what the fuck is going on?" Minho asked, trying his best to remain calm. Hyunjin sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, speeding harder through the streets.
"Fuck, I told you, it's a long ass story. To keep it short, Felix has been texting me from a little before he came to you guys, but he doesn't know. I didn't know either but that one night where we watched movies 'n shit, I saw the notifications on his phone, so I found out. And my fucking dumb ass kissed him a few days ago, that night where you scared him, and then left , so he's been venting to me about me because he thinks he's not enough and what not. He just sent a whole rant when I was showering about how he's thankful for listening to him with his rants, and then said something, fuck I don't know, I just think he's about to do something to himself right now. I'm almost there, so get your ass here." Hyunjin ranted, then taking a deep breath before disconnecting the call.
He saw there was no car in the parking space in front of Minho's home and parked in there, jumping out of his car once he pulled at the hand break. He ran towards the door and fiddled with his keys, trying to find the one to enter his older's friend's house.
Once he at least dropped the keys a good amount and finally found the right one, he opened the door and slammed it shut, running upstairs. He immediately stormed into Felix's room, cursing softly when he didn't see anyone in there. Just as he was about to leave he heard quiet cries coming from the bathroom, and walked through Felix's room, knocking on the door.
"Fuck it." Hyunjin cursed and opened the door, seeing how Felix was sitting in his bathtub, hugging his knees closely. He had headphones over his fluffy brown hair, and in one hand was what seemed like a pocket knife, his knuckles turning white from gripping it. There were red lines already scattered all over his arms, and thin droplets of blood running down to his elbows, dripping down in the tub.
His face was hidden, deeply pressed between his knees and crossed arms. Hyunjin watched him sniffle and shift lightly, then stretching his arms out in front of himself. With one hand he started cutting open his skin again, each time pressing the knife deeper into his arm.
He sobbed out quietly, each swift motion with his arm getting faster and harsher, getting Hyunjin to fastly jump up and come closer, stepping in the tub besides the younger. He grabbed his moving arm and held it still, causing the freckled boy to look up in shock.
Hyunjin fastly pulled him on his lap, hugging him tightly. He stroked Felix's head, trying his best to comfort the younger male.
Felix immediately broke down again, crying out against Hyunjin's chest. He slammed his hands down on his thighs, pushing the knife in his skin again. The older tried to take his wrist and stop him, cursing when his palm hit the blade. He fastly grabbed ahold of the knife and threw it across the bathroom, then taking both of the younger's hands to hold them together. He pressed the pair of small hands against his chest and held it tight, then wrapped his arms around the small torso.
He pressed Felix's trembling body against his own and kissed the side of the younger's head, rocking both of their bodies gently.
"No one would be happy if you're gone baby..." Hyunjin whispered, his face pained with tears filling his eyes.
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