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sehun storms out of the living room, with kyungsoo silently following behind him as they make they way towards the balcony. right when sehun's feet collide with the cold floor, he immediately regrets choosing this place to talk. something about heights scream danger to him.
turning around, he tries to push kyungsoo back inside the house but he changes his mind as soon as his eyes land on a smiling jongin, standing behind the glass balcony door. the poor boy looks as if he's been beaten to death, with circles around his eyes darker than ever and noticeable wrinkles ornamenting his face.
"what's up?" kyungsoo asks nonchalantly, snapping sehun out of his thoughts. the troubled boy's eyes fall onto his friend's, a hint of vexation evident in them. he pulls kyungsoo onto his side and switches places with him, making sure that his back is now facing the transparent door.
"jongin is supposed to be dead" sehun says barely upon a whisper, intently staring at kyungsoo's face to see his reaction. he's taken back by kyungsoo's response, whom only begins to chuckle uncontrollably.
"i- didn't know- you'd be- this- mad" the shorter boy manages to speak in between laughs. a frown finds it's way onto sehun's face as his patience begins to wear thin.
"i'm serious, it happened right in front of my eyes" his hands are now gripping onto his friend's shoulders, his eyes boring holes into kyungsoo's eyes. "you've gotta believe me, something terrible-" he's cut off.
"are you high?" kyungsoo asks in a serious tone, genuine concern flowing through his voice.
"what- oh my gosh" sehun lets out a sigh, releasing his grip on kyungsoo's shoulders and exasperatedly rubbing his temples. "why won't anyone listen to me?" he mutters under his breath, noticing how kyungsoo's expression changes from the side of his eyes.
"but he's here right now" kyungsoo speaks monotonously, raising his finger and pointing towards the living room. as if he already hasn't seen him, sehun turns around once again just to make sure if his friend is still waiting there.
sehun jumps back at the sight of jongin standing right in front of him, only a few inches left in between their bodies. a grin plays upon jongin's lips as he secretly gestures for sehun to go closer to him, while mouthing "don't worry, it's okay".
hesitant, sehun takes another step back, too afraid to face his presumably dead friend. instead, jongin steps forward and brings his mouth close to sehun's ear, his ice cold breath bouncing off the horrified boy's shuddering skin.
"how do you think he'd react if you took him to your house right now?" jongin's voice rings through sehun's ears, sending shivers down his spine. "you don't want him to turn you in, do you?"
sehun's eyes widen with terror as he turns his head slightly to glance at kyungsoo, who is calmly leaning against the low balcony railing. he wouldn't, i didn't do anything. he jerks his head back to face jongin but he sees nothing but the glass door in front of him. turning around frantically, he scans his surroundings in hopes of finding jongin but fails to do so.
"where's jongin?" his voice is even more unsteady than it was before, his heart racing at the speed of light in his chest.
"i haven't heard of him all day, have-" kyungsoo starts but is soon cut off.
"i promise i didn't do it intentionally" sehun tries to explain as he slowly takes a step towards kyungsoo. "it just happened"
"didn't do what?" kyungsoo inquires, raising one of his eyebrows in question. sehun stops right in front of him, leaning in closer towards his ear. kyungsoo looks at his friend in confusion as he waits to hear his answer.
sehun opens his mouth to whisper what he's done wrong but instead mouths a silent "i'm sorry" before pushing kyungsoo off the railing, sending him descending right through the air.
