Jisung was going down the pole. The closer and closer he got to the thorns and screws, the more nervous he got.

Second by second he was getting closer and closer. So out of instinct he closed his eyes.

First off, the pole was big and wide, it wasn't skinny at all, so he didn't have the best grip, and then on top of that, he was about to have things mercilessly ripping him apart.

If Jisung was being totally honest; if it was just him, he would have screamed by now just to kill himself. But he couldn't, not when Seungmin relied on him and looked up to him.

Once he felt something poke his leg a bit, he opened his eyes and looked down. He saw a screw just waiting to cause damage.

He took in a deep breath and let it out slowly before making his way down the pole.

You could hear the nails and thorns just tearing his legs apart, the sound of skin being ripped apart and stretched, and the sound of the liquid blood oozing out of his body.

It was painful, so painful that he'd again, thought of screaming, but this time not even caring about seungmin, but once Jisung realized he didn't seem to care about Seungmin in his previous thoughts, he punished himself by pushing his leg into the screw even more.

After all of the suffering and pain he had just went through he got off the pole and onto the ground being as quiet as possible. He looked up at the pole that he had just got off of, seeing the red stains the blood had left, and that's when his legs went weak, but surprisingly not that weak.

He then looked even higher to see if Seungmin was still up there and he wasn't.

Jisung started to move his eyes around, keeping his head in one spot, before he couldn't find him and started frantically looking around to see where he was.

That was, until someone came up behind him and covered his mouth. The persons hands were wet and when jisung looked down he could see blood.

He tensed up before the person kissed the crown of his head and he relaxed, knowing he only told one person that that was the only way to clam him down.

He was happy for a second before he realized that his hands were bloody. Why were Seungmin's hands bloody, how did he get down. Was he ok? All the questions Flodded Jisungs mind.

He turned around quickly to look at his best friend. And the smiled that Seungmin wore, broke his heart. The thought of taking too long and him being too scared up there made Jisung was to, yet again, scream.

He felt like he deserved to die.

Seungmin kissed the crown of Jisungs head once again, before signing to him.

'Hey, it's ok I promise.'

'I'm sorry Minnie, it was my fault, wasn't it. I took way too on that pole and I know if I wasn't being selfish that I could've made it a much shorter wait for you. You were scared up there weren't you, I'm so sorry-'

Seungmin breathed out and stopped Jisung from signing to him. He wanted the fact that it was not Jisungs fault to be made known.

'It was not at all your fault Jisung. Yes I was scared up there... but I told you that I'm horrible at climbing. But you should know better than anyone how awesome I am at swinging.'

Seungmin replied, his last response full of cockiness, even if he was just using his hands.

'So, I just found some bars that could lead me down, and I was successful, pulse the bars are metal, and I had to swing on a lot of them... it'd be weird if my hands weren't bleeding.' Seungmin finished.

'I guess you're right.'

'I know I am'

'Whatever' Jisung signed and rolled his eyes playfully.

'Are you ok to walk?' Seungmin signed.

They both looked down at Jisungs legs, that were completely drowned in blood. It was a hard sight to see but they didn't not expect any of them getting hurt.

'I'll be ok.. I hope'

'That's all we can do. Hope.'

Seungmin smiled and held Jisung for a bit of support and they started walking. Slowly and quietly.

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This chapter was asscheeks but 🙄🙄😭

Hope you enjoyed anyway 🙏🏾😭😫

(After I wrote it: 7 is way better... in my opinion)

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