Huitaek was on the couch with Jinho when suddenly his phone went off. He looked to see who was calling and his heart almost stopped.
It was Hyojong.
"I'll be back I have to take this," Huitaek said to Jinho before stepping out of the room and going into the hallway. "Hello?"
"Hi, Hui, um, I don't really know why I'm calling you, but I think I just kind of missed you."
"You missed me?"
"Yeah."
There was a moment of silence but it was a nice silence.
"I wish you were here," Hyojong said over the phone.
"Maybe I can see you later."
"Why not now?"
"I'm with Jinho now.
"Okay."
There was another moment of silence and Hutaek could almost sense something was wrong was Hyojong. He wanted more than anything to see Hyojong and hold him tight and kiss his forehead, but he didn't want to leave Jinho like that.
"Hui, are you coming back?" Jinho asked from the living room.
"I'm coming," Huitaek said as he made his way back to Jinho.
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Hyojong laid on the bed staring at the ceiling. He does this a lot. He thinks about things a lot when he was ever sober. He started to think about Huitaek. He smirked a tiny bit thinking about cuddling him and teasing him.
He felt sad that he couldn't see him. He wanted him. He needed him. He suddenly felt an urge to take a trip.
He sat up on his bed and scrunched his nose, pondering the possible high trip. He had stuff, and it's not like he was doing something right now, Huitaek was most likely going to be at Jinho's all day, his parents wouldn't be back, too busy avoiding their problems, there was no point to waste away and get panic attacks about things like this, his foot was already shaking.
Hyojong got up from his bed and opened his drawer by his bedside table to see the paper bag that he had bought a few days ago. He took it out and opened the bag he found a small plastic bag with blotter papers, smiley faces on them. He opened the bag and ripped off a square.
He paused for a second. Did he really want to do this right now? He thought about it for a second and decided to do it anyway. He placed the blotter on his tongue and held it in his mouth. He was praying that he'd go somewhere nice or funny. Last time he saw a bunch of weird fluffy animals dancing and colors kept changing.
Hyojong got up quickly, knowing he had about thirty minutes before it'd hit, going downstairs to get some food, he knew he probably wouldn't eat for the next eight hours. He grabbed a simple bag of chips and sat on the couch, he decided to watch some tv, while he waited to enter a wonderland.
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"Jinho why would you torture your cousin like that," Huitaek asked as he laughed about the story Jinho just told him.
"I told you, he was being annoying and I wanted him to shut up so I suffocated him with a pillow," Jinho said simply. "And then I got in trouble."
"How long were you in trouble for?" Huitaek asked.
"I don't remember, but it felt like a long time," Jinho said simply.
Huitaek shook his head, he always loved to hang out with his friend but he felt like he hadn't for awhile, maybe they were just too busy dealing with their problems but it was nice to have just the two of them.
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My Escape [huidawn]
Fanfiction"Hyojong, why do you do these things?" "It's my escape." Warning: drug abuse, alcohol abuse, slight violence, bottom hyojong, top huitaek, smut *completed*