THE MIXNINE HOUSEㅣtop 9 boys

❝ it shouldn't have hurt, but it did. ❝

"AND if you can't except that then it's better if we don't be around each other anymore."

i watched as jinyoung walked away, feeling a stab of hurt in my chest.

it shouldn't have hurt me. what he said was true. i guess we weren't friends, after all.

but it did hurt, and i didn't understand why he said it. jinyoung is never that rude.

i let out a sigh and buried my head in my arms. i don't get it. what did i do?

i just wanted me and jinyoung to be able to talk and play around with each other again. those were the fun times.

"jinyoung looks pissed." i heard a voice. "did you two fight or something?"

i looked up tiredly and saw donghun standing there, with a can of soda in his hand.

"i wanna die." i groaned and massaged my temples.

"i assume so." he replied. "you two have been staying completely away from each other for the past week."

"when would jinyoung enter the room, you left. and when you would enter the room, jinyoung left." donghun chuckled. "what's up with the beef?"

"i don't know!" i said. "i don't get him at all. whatever, i'M fiNE!"

"uh huh, keep telling yourself that."

"and now with this whole trip thing, i have to talk to him and shit." i said and let out a heavy sigh. "this is all your manager's fault!!"

"hyung did nooothing wrong, it's all you two." donghun replied.

"i hate ittttt." i stood up and stomped to the kitchen. "i'm going to eat away all my feelings."

"what feelings?"

"exactly."

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i lightly hummed and tapped my foot as i sat in the boarding gate, waiting for the plane to let us in.

jinyoung was sitting exactly two seats away from me (this bitch), immersed in his music as well.

we managed to figure out the details of the trip separately, but he was still holding a grudge against me (for no reason), unlike me, i was holding a grudge against him for a very good reason.

"gate c21: from seoul to beijing, boarding passengers now."

i looked up and got onto my feet, grabbing my bag and luggage to stand in line behind jinyoung.

after waiting, we entered the plane (that was quite big), and found our seats. they were next to each other of course, which would make it even harder for the both of us to ignore each other's presence.

surprisingly, i missed the other members already. i would die to have byeongkwan screaming on top of his lungs about his missing stuffed animal right now--

i sat in the window seat, because i liked the window seat, and in any cases that i couldn't take jinyoung's sassiness anymore i would just dive out of it.