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"i'm sorry, it just isn't working." jaemin told jeno, making the older's heart drop. everything was going great, what happened?

"but i thought..." jeno let his words trail off, the hard lump in his throat preventing him from speaking. he could feel the tears fill his eyes. he closed his eyes, wishing for this to be a dream, hoping that when he opens his eyes he would be in his bed with jaemin next to him. he knew this was real but god he prayed to some god that it wasn't.

"you were fun while it lasted. i guess i got bored." his words were cold and dripped like acid. was jaemin always this heartless? was he always this cruel? it seemed as if he wanted to hurt jeno as if leaving him wasn't enough.

how was this not affecting jaemin? did he ever even care about jeno? was jeno just some stupid game that he could just throw away when he got bored?

silence fell between them, and jaemin turned to leave jeno alone, crying on his bed. this was really it. years of laughter and childhood memories. months of secret kisses and sneaking out. it was all over. there would be no more best friend to hold him when he cried, no best friend to make jokes with or stay up until 2 am with.

"before you go, just- did you ever care about me?"

without facing jeno, jaemin spoke, "not in the way you wanted me to."

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