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❝ my days are a struggle—even my dreams are painful. ❞
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❝ hey, i saw you and taedong hanging out earlier, ❞ woodam nudged yoonhui. ❝ i see what you see in him. ❞
❝ w–what? we weren't doing anything! ❞ yoonhui's ears were red, and jinyoung saw.
❝ yeah, if "weren't doing anything" means "obviously crushing on each other" then yes, you weren't doing anything. ❞ woodam shook his head at yoonhui and her ears were like apples.
❝ 'you guys dating? ❞ jinyoung asked, silently praying that she'd say no. yoonhui covered her face with her hands—despite her face being hot, her hands were freezing.
❝ i wouldn't call it dating, just, ❞ she hesitated, ❝ liking each other. ❞
jinyoung's whole world collapsed. woodam smiled brightly at yoonhui's expression, but frowned when he saw jinyoung. i almost forgot, woodam thought, jinyoung loves her.
jinyoung laughed it off, ❝ that's called dating, idiot, i can't believe taedong likes you! ❞
❝ oh shut up, jinyoung, ❞ yoonhui became shy at taedong's name.
by the time the three got to the karaoke place, it wasn't that full. they entered their original room where they all either hang out or pour their hearts out with the soundproof walls. jinyoung used the karaoke room two hours earlier to pour his out.
❝ rapper first! get this place hyped! ❞ yoonhui cheered. jinyoung smiled sadly, but covered it up by shouting words of encouragement.
after the karaoke ended, jinyoung was alone, dragging his feet to his apartment where he went to sob. dating? they're dating? was all that was in jinyoung's head ever since yoonhui confirmed it.
the sun had already set and only the lights of the street lamps were visible. jinyoung suddenly stopped in his place. i loved you first, why him?
turning around, he realized he had already passed his apartment and unlocked the door to it lazily.
not even bothering to change his clothes, he jumped into bed, exhausted and emotional. thoughts of yoonhui being happy with someone else made his stomach churn. thoughts of yoonhui pressing her lips onto someone else made his head dizzy. thoughts of yoonhui loving someone else made his heart sink into his chest.
with dried and fresh tears, he fell asleep.
it was yoonhui's wedding. jinyoung saw her from the door, smiling eye to eye, walking slowly.
when jinyoung finally almost walked next to her on the podium, woodam shoved him next to his seat. soon enough, taedong came out of the front door with a fancier suit. jinyoung took a moment to process what was happening.
once taedong lifted yoonhui's veil, jinyoung bit his lip from shouting. don't kiss her, don't kiss her, don't kiss her!
taedong leaned in, and so did yoonhui. jinyoung was the in the front row, watching his lover share her lips with another man. with one centimeter left of space between them, jinyoung shouted in pain.
waking up at two a.m. was one thing, gasping for air as soon as he woke up was another.
jinyoung looked around him and grabbed a fistful of his own hair, tugging at it in agony.
❝ yoonhui, ❞ he cried quietly, ❝ why do i only dream of you? ❞
