"Are you sure about that?" Jihoon asks and sips his frappé. They took a break from practice and asked permission from Seungcheol, not before kissing his boyfriend a goodbye, to which all of the members cringed at. (Jihoon had to punch him on the chest before it escalated into something. . .dirty). They were in their favorite coffee shop and everything seems so peaceful. There weren't fans that they have to worry about and after twelve hours of practicing because of their comeback, they were sure as hell that their body hurt a lot. And the sight of Minghao and Mingyu forced a lot of petals.
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"Hyung you still have Hanahaki, am I right?"
Tensed in his seat, he took a sip of his own frappé. "No. I don't love him anymore." Jihoon sees the tensed state of his hyung and looks away. He knows, he can see through him. But he chose not to say anything. He should've said something, he should've made Wonwoo better.
He should've.
They make their way out of the café and took a bus to Pledis. That two hours of stay in the coffee shop was enough break for them, at least for Jihoon. Wonwoo wasn't ready to see them both. Not when he's completely miserable and the young couple was all smiles and cheers. Not when he's still suffering form Hanahaki.
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Petal. Swallow. Petal. Swallow. Petal. Swallow.
He could feel his stomach filled with all the bright colors of the flower. He knows at some point he'll bend and break. He just. . . knows.
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Hayran KurguFeeling like nothing's going to force its way up his stomach again, he opens his eyes and is immediately greeted with the vibrant colors that do nothing but confuse him. He squints his eyes and picks a piece of the thing that came out of his throat...
