Crossfire

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Jisoo watches as Jihoon leaves the party with a confused Seungcheol behind him. He doesn't know why it is that Jihoon refuses to listen to him, but Jisoo was also in the same situation. Right now he's confused because Jeonghan lied to his friends. There's no way that Jeonghan is fated to be with Seungcheol because it's Jisoo who's fated to be with Jeonghan. He sits outside as he hears the glass door slide open. He doesn't have to look to know it's Jeonghan.

"Why are you out here, Jisoo?" asks Jeonghan.

"I dunno, I like the quiet I guess," he replies.

"Do you want some company?" asks Jeonghan shyly and Jisoo nods his head.

"Why are you out here?" he asks Jeonghan and Jeonghan sighs.

"Lots of reasons."

"Which are?"

"I can't do this to myself anymore."

"Do what?"

"Lie. I lied out there because I didn't want to accept the fact that I can't find my soul mate. Seungcheol and I aren't happy. We appear that way, but we're not. I can't do this anymore." Jisoo nods silently. So this was why Jeonghan said he could see the red string between him and Seungcheol. It made sense now.

"You can't see your string right?" Jisoo asks and Jeonghan nods sadly.

"It's okay," he says as he places a hand over Jeonghan's.

"You'll find him soon," he says as he smiles gently at Jeonghan and Jeonghan reciprocates. It's best not to tell him that he's Jeonghan's soulmate. Jeonghan isn't ready for that yet. But he'll wait until the right moment comes.
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Jihoon stares at himself in the mirror and he hates what he sees. He's just revealed his secret affections to Seungcheol. He's just made a mess of what was already a huge mess. He should have never fallen for Seungcheol. He can't undo what he's done and he fears for what will happen after this. His arm begins to feels tingly and that can only mean one thing. He's itching for the cool feel of the blade sliding across his skin. He's had this problem ever since he realized that he could never be with Seungcheol that and the problems he had back at home. It was his escape and he tried resisting the urge to harm himself but it never works and today is no exception. He doesn't know how he was able to hide this from his friends, but he's done a good job at it, and he's thankful for that because the last thing he needs is for them to prod into his life.

He walks back to his drawer and searches frantically for the sharp metal object that he's become so familiar with. Words cannot describe how happy he feels when he finds it tucked underneath one of his drawers. He walks back to the bathroom as he carefully slides the razor across his wrist, to him; he sees it as a work of art, something that at this moment is taking him away from what he's just done. He looks back up at the mirror and all he sees is the painful reflection that is now Lee Jihoon. He used to be happy. He remembers when he used to be happy with his life. Now every thing's changed. The blood on his arm resembles the small thread that is connected to Seungcheol's pinky. Fate is a bitch. When he first saw that he and Seungcheol were soulmates, Jihoon felt as if his whole world had finally pieced itself together. All he wanted to do was to go up to Seungcheol and tell him if he could see it too. Thing was, he couldn't, and the day that Jihoon figured out he and Seungcheol were 'destined' to be was the same day Seungcheol went and hooked up with Jeonghan. It's funny how fate works. The red strings of fate huh, more like the red strings of misery.

Do you know how it feels to have something you love be ripped from you? To be crushed under your gaze until you feel like you have nothing to be happy for? If you don't, then Jihoon sincerely hopes that it stays that way because it's a pain far worse than imaginable. But he's coping and as the coolness of the blade rips through his milky white skin, he can tell you that he feels slightly better. He can see as his tears mix with the red liquid that is his blood. It's such a pretty sight for Jihoon. He feels dizzy, but it doesn't faze him and he goes in deeper because why not? What kind of fucked up thing has Jihoon done to be played by the hands of fate.

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