MY MISTAKE ; seoksoo

chapter eight

>> this book got so fucking heavy, i didn't mean to make it so sad at the beginning lmao i intended it to be a short story. the way i'm portraying this is very dramatic and probably unrealistic but just mf role with it

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jisoo groaned at the sight of early morning shining through his windows. today looked so beautiful, just as every other day jisoo had been bedridden. he wanted to go out there and soak up the sun and hang out with his friends but no. he had a stupid fever that was taking a century to die down.

the only good thing about being sick was staying at home and doing nothing besides watching netflix until his friends would send him the notes and tasks he would miss. it was a pretty good system that jisoo wished he could go with until he graduated. alas, that wouldn't be logical nor would his professors be very delighted.

since he had moved to seoul to go to university, jisoo didn't really have someone to take care of him in his condition. luckily jeonghan would take the extra step to visit jisoo everyday and made sure the younger was well rested and didn't eat anything he shouldn't.

jisoo was truly thankful for that and loved having jeonghan around. it reminded him of weeks that featured overextended sleepovers and just soaking in each other's company. jisoo had only known jeonghan for a bit over a year now but had already considered him his best friend, they were just so comparable and he was also one of the first people to help jisoo out when he first moved to korea.

and because they had all that time to spend together, jisoo told jeonghan everything. every single little detail from the moment he saw seokmin on campus to the last time he had seen his crush. the way jisoo would describe everything was very heartfelt and light. the boy would sometimes laugh when explaining some habits seokmin seemed to have obtained like scrunching up his nose when he was in full concentration or the way his eyes would wander and fingers would tap his leg when in boredom.

jeonghan watched in wonderment at how fast and how much jisoo could talk about just one boy. he just couldn't believe his best friend had been keeping this all in for two years and he hadn't found out. they just hadn't been as close as they were in freshman year due to jisoo's studies and jeonghan's work.

"you really are in love with him, aren't you?" jeonghan gleamed sadly after hearing everything that had happened a few days ago.

jisoo nodded. "i was, yeah"

jeonghan laughed lowly. "i think you still are"

jisoo exhaled deeply and played with jeonghan's hair as the older was laying on his lap with his phone beside his head that displayed the time twelve twenty seven. an empty tub of ice cream lay on the coffee table with two spoons inside as a bunch of teen magazines they were making fun off littered the floor.

jeonghan sat up when his friend was taking his time to say something. "you know i'm right, josh"

jisoo stared at the ground and brought his legs into his chest, hugging them tight. his voice was in only whispers now but he still managed to let out a flat laugh. "yeah... you always are" there was an eerily silent pause. "i know what your thinking, han but i can't just keep on persisting him. i saw him with that girl and i'm not going to lie, she would be perfect for him. he deserves anything that makes him happy and she might even be the one for him. i have to forget him and move on. it's-it's for the best"

jisoo couldn't even cry at this point, he had wasted all his tears a few days ago. all he could do now was look pitiful.

jeonghan's smile was filled with sorrow as he pulled jisoo in for a hug. "if that's what you believe"