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sehun has to take a cab back home because his knees feel too weak and his brain is unable to function for navigation. he feels so incapacitated that he thinks that he's about to fall apart, right there in the back seat of the car.
his throbbing head is held tightly in between his hands as he tries to steady his breathing. his lusterless eyes stare at the foggy window as he watches beads of water race eachother.
i should tell someone about this, maybe they can help. he switches his phone on and lets his fingers do the work, pausing once jongdae's contact number comes up. hesitant, sehun's thumb moves over onto the call button but as if on cue, his phone begins to ring before he has the chance to press anything.
jongdae is calling...
"jongdae, i was just about to call you. something happened to baekhyun and i-" sehun tries to explain but a chuckle cuts him off before he can finish.
"you should come over, the rest of the boys are here" jongdae's cheery voice suggests.
"you don't understand, something happened to baekhyun, he was bleedi-" he tries to explain once again, but it's baekhyun's voice that cuts him off this time.
"sehunnie, we're all waiting for you" sehun's dead friend's voice sounds so gleeful and lively to his ears. his eyes begin to sting and his mouth runs dry, nothing but confusion fogging his mind.
"i-i'll be there" he manages to utter with his quavering voice before the sound of beeping begins to ring in sehun's ear, indicating that the line has been cut.
"please drop me off here" he politely asks the cab driver.
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sehun stands at the doorstep of jongdae's bijou house, contemplating as to whether he should knock on the door or just go home. but before he even has the chance to decide, the door swings open, revealing a grinning jongdae.
"you're here!" he squeals, pulling the emotionally shook boy into his embrace. sehun lets out a chuckle as he softly strokes jongdae's back, a feeling of home erupting in his stomach. at the sound of his arrival, the rest of his friends race towards the door where they all attack him with quick but warm hugs.
"we're starving, you took so long!" minseok whines as they all make their way inside the house, the appetizing smell of chicken instantly filling the boys' noses.
sehun can't help it when he finds his eyes searching for baekhyun, spotting him sitting on the couch in front of the television. squeezing through his friends, he hurries to take a seat next to the boy.
