once Haechan went offline, he let his phone slip out of his hands and land on the bed. many thoughts were running through his mind. many thoughts about that same one person. to no surprise, that one person was Mark.his room door opened and he quickly sat up, taking a book from his bedside table pretending to read it. he glanced up and saw Taeyong step into his room.
"What are you doing here?" Haechan asks.
"Are you okay?" Taeyong's soft voice hits Haechan's eardrums. Taeyong always gave out a motherly feel. Haechan knew Taeyong was worried about him after suddenly leaving the groupchat.
"I-I'm fine." Haechan quickly responded. he really didn't want Taeyong to worry about him.
"You definitely don't sound fine. Look, it's okay to share with me what's wrong. I'll try my best to help. Anyways i know it's about Mark."
"It's always about Mark. Everyone knows that already. Don't have to make me feel like i don't have anymore of a chance." Haechan says a bit too harshly.
Taeyong takes a seat in front of Haechan, gently holding onto both of his hands.
"Just tell me what's wrong."
Haechan's eyes are fixated to their hands. he doesn't want to talk about it but something in him tells him to let it out. let everything out. maybe it could be better that way. and so he says or more like rants out,
"Why does he have to be so cold? Why do we always bicker with each other? Does he hate me? Have i done something wrong? Why does he have to be fucking straight? I'm so fucking stupid for trying so hard just for nothing in return."
without realising, tears are streaming down his face and he's full-out sobbing.
"I'm sorry." Haechan mutters out. he must have looked like a cry baby right now.
"Haechan...dont apologise. More importantly, don't cry please." Taeyong says, immediately engulfing Haechan in a big warm hug. it was painful for Taeyong to watch one of his fellow members break down, espically it being one of the younger members.
after letting Haechan cry it out, they finally pulled away.
"Look, i'm sure there's no way in hell Mark would hate you. You guys probably have one of the strongest friendships over here. There is one thing you could try."
"W-what is it?"
"Make him realise what he's missing out. Confess!"
"I don't know, Taeyong. I guess i have to try. I mean it's worth a try, right?" Haechan looks up at Taeyong, showing a small smile.
Taeyong, wanting to lighten the mood, starts tickling Haechan, making him laugh out loud. after that little session, Taeyong decides he's finished with his job and should most likely leave.
"I'm gonna go now, alright? Take care and good luck." Taeyong ruffles Haechan's hair and flashes one of his biggest smile and gets off the bed. with their last farewell, Taeyong leaves the room, with Haechan alone.
Let's do this! Haechan internally cheers while he gets out of his room and goes towards Mark's room.
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