Texts // Jingyeom

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It was late.
I've been crying for hours now.
School is starting to get the better of me...
I've had four tests in three days and i haven't had enough energy to study for them.

I felt my phone vibrate next to me.
Who could that be...?
Why would someone be calling this late...?
I waited a second to gain some composure and answered.

"Hello?" My voice came out weak and hoarse.

"Jinyoung? Is that you? Is your voice ok?" Of course it was Yugyeom.
I nodded then realised we were on the phone, mentally face palming.

"Yeah i was just asleep." I said, clearing my throat.

"Oh sorry for waking you up, i just had a question about my math homework and since you're in top math i thought you could help."

"Yeah sure." He explained the question and i helped him with it.

"Thank you hyung! I've been stuck on that for ages now." I was thinking back to all the late night calls we had.
All the times i would call him because i was sad or angry.
We don't do that anymore...
I felt my eyes water.
Don't cry don't cry don't cry, if you cry he'll hate you, don't cry don't cry don't cry.

"No problem Yugyeomie." My voice cracked at the end.
He'll know.
He always knows.

"Are you ok? You sound upset."
Don't tell him don't tell him don't tell him.

"I'm ok, d-don't worry..." My voice came out extremely shaky so I'm not getting out of this one.

"I know you're not, Jinyoung. Tell me whats wrong." I didn't hold back.
I let everything that had been building up inside of me out, although i didn't say anything.
"Please don't cry... Do you want me to come over? We can talk about it."

I took a few deeps breaths. "That would be nice thanks..."

"I'll be there soon, hang in there." He hung up, leaving me to my thoughts for a while.