Homophobic - KNK Seungjun X Jihun

Chapter Twenty-five - The End

The next night, Seungjun pounded on Jihun's door, repeatedly. It was a Friday night. No excuse for work or being asleep.

Seungjun was angry surprisingly, and just wanted to get things off of his chest. Despite the deja vú he got from being here again, he persisted.

He just wanted it all to end. For stress to be relieved. To go back to his old life, before everything.

It wasn't just Jihun that had him in edge. It was Gongbuk, stress, memories of his childhood, they were all a thorn in his head. But, he had a solution to solve the hard equation.

Seungjun knew what he wanted to do, and that was his decision.

Jihun slowly opened the door, looking at the giant. Actually sober for the first time in awhile, but that was because he ran out of alcohol and hadn't gone to the store quiet yet.

He wasn't buzzed, but you could still smell the liquid from his mouth.

Seungjun felt encouragement from that realization. He wasn't buzzed or drunk. Good. That'd make it easier to talk to him.  Seungjun grew a little bit more hope.

Jihun turned red in the face, embarassed at his past actions and his cowardness of not confronting anything.

But, the male new the seriousness of it once again. And silently stepped back, letting the giant come in.

The giant patted his coat pocket, it giving him strength. The two papers zipped up helping him.

"Seungjun-" Jihun tried to start off, but ran dry at the mouth. "Seungjun.. I'm sorry."

"And that's just going to cut it?" The giant stated calmly as Jihun closed his apartment door. Seungjun looked around and wasn't surprised to see empty glass bottles everywhere. Nothing had changed much since his last visit.

"N-No, I mean, I know it won't. But I am sorry for everything." Jihun spoke the truth, taking a step closer to Seungjun. "I shouldn't have said those words I did last time." He had took some time to self reflect.

"I don't care about the social standards of it Jihun. Of what ' should' or 'shouldn't' happen. What really matters of it was if you meant them. Did you mean your words? Really?" Seungjun tilted his head to the side, an ache in his stomach. Wanting to get to the point quickly. "Do you regret getting with me?"

"No! I-I don't regret you! But, you have to understand. Siwan and I were together for a long time and-"

"Jihun, I do understand. You were with him for years. I'm not going to act like whatever you guys went through was not important. It is. But I'm asking a simple question Jihun. If you could, would you go back to that night and never come over to my apartment? No beating around the bush, I just want the truth. Tell me honestly Jihun. Im asking you to." Seungjun spoke with quiet confidence, surprising even himself. He still looked hollow, and he had no idea where this strength was coming from.

Jihun looked conflicted. "Seungjun, I-I can't-"

"It's a simple question Jihun, just tell me the truth." Seungjun already knew. He'd known since the last time. And it was breaking his heart into a million pieces.

Jihun tried to stop himself from crying, taking another step closer to Seungjun. His sweats and hoodie matching in with his hurt look. "Seungjun, please don't ask that."

"I need to know: if you could, would you?" He begged.

"You're the last person I have. My Giant. Please, I beg you," Jihun's chin quivered, knowing what his answer was but not wanting to say it aloud. He would never want to lie to Seungjun. He would never want to put him through that. "I don't want to be alone, and I need you."