11:11||Jeongchan✔️

His mind

He said that he couldn't come over my house. So instead we decided to come over his. His house was big. It wasn't mansion-like but it was a house that was enough for a family of 7.

"Don't mind them. They are my older brothers." Jeongin said while taking off his shoes.

We walked upstairs and into his room. His room was exactly like his personality. Bright. I think I used that word to describe him a lot.

His walls were a pastel yellow and his furnitures were white.

" you can sit on my bed.."

I sat on his bed and started bouncing up and down. Jeongin brought his backpack and started to take out his school supplies.

10 minutes later

Jeongin started to look around. He started shaking and looked like he was almost going to cry.

"Jeongin...are you okay?" I wrapped my arm around him for support. He started to loose balance.

"S-shut up...they can hear you...." he landed his pointer finger on his lips. "Shhhh"

"Shut up! I don't need you here!" He started yelling. He grabbed his hair and started pulling it. "I'm sorry...don't punish me...don't keep me up all night."

Jeongin was crouched down on the floor. Shaking. I started to hug him tighter and he bursted through tears.

"Thank you.."

My grip loosened and he got up and walked to the bathroom.

"Don't worry I'm okay..."

"Sit down next to me" I patted the space next to me. He plopped down giving me his full attention.

"What's wrong?" He asked giving me puppy eyes.

"What the hell happened?"

"Oh... I have schizophrenia." He said as if he loved it.

"I have two voices..one is a nice woman. The other one is a rude teenager"

I looked at him and realized something. Yang Jeongin. My mom. She was his therapist.

"Do you remember me?"

He started studying my feature and then opened his mouth.

"Channie hyung" He gave me a wide smile and jumped on me.

"I missed you..." He said when he finally looseness his grip on me.

"I went to visit your mom...why didn't you go?"

"It hurts me seeing her. Even though she is dead I will never forget what I saw."

"She's one of my voices.. you know that nice women? That's your moms voice." His voice got softer and he looked down.

"I don't like hearing her voice. Her help really made me feel better. I miss her and hearing just makes me more sad"

I looked at him and I started to cry. He hugged me and I felt his head on my neck.

"Can I tell you secret? It might make you feel better."

"What is it?"

"I had a major crush on you since we were nine. I still do" I looked at him.

That night I wasn't alone.

I was on the love of my life's bed. We looked outside the window and reminisced our memories of when we were younger.

"Channie hyung?"

"Hmm?"

"Let's live together"