The Long Game//XiuChen [UAU II]

IX / Conviction

WARNINGS: Strong language

-Day 8; Wednesday, June 7th, 2017-

The night of June 7th, Kim Minseok drove Kim Jongdae home in silence. As much as they could get, really.

At first, Jongdae had tried to bug Minseok- apologizing for what had happened, but still not budging in saying that Byun Baekhyun had done nothing wrong. Somehow, Jongdae still saw Baekhyun as in the wrong. "A filthy little lying bitch." Jongdae had called him.

Minseok ignored everything Jongdae had said, instead focusing on the road. He took the highway home to Gyeonggi-do, and they passed what seemed to be the clean-up of a car accident.

"Look, Minnie." Jongdae had piped up as they passed, removing the earphone he had placed in to ignore Minseok in return. He pointed to the accident. "Looks pretty bad- I mean, the pavement seems to be stained red. Can that happen, Min? Like, stain pavement with blood?"

Minseok didn't say anything, barely gave the accident a second glance, and Jongdae turned back to his phone, probably looking up the answer to his question.

Minseok didn't know the answer, nor did he particularly want to know. He never did hear the answer to that, as Jongdae never spoke up again for the rest of the drive, except to sing lightly under his breath. Minseok had always thought of Jongdae as a good singer when he tried, and not that ridiculous scream/screech thing he did with Baekhyun when songs they both liked came on.

Eventually, Minseok pulled into the driveway of his home, and grabbed his things as he opened his car door. "Be glad I didn't drive you straight to your parents'." Minseok said, and then clambered out and allowed the door to slam shut behind him.

"Min!" Dae whined out behind him as Minseok unlocked the front door. "C'mon. I said I was sorry! It was an accident, truly Min!" Jongdae continued to pester him as he made his way into the main room, emptying his pockets onto the counter. "Min, please." Jongdae said, coming up behind him so Minseok couldn't avoid him easily.

"You slapped me." Minseok said. "Slapped me! What the everloving fuck was that?"

"I told you, Min." Jongdae pleaded. "It was an accident, Min, seriously!"

"Bullshit." Minseok spat. "Bullshit! That's absolute bullshit, and you know it, Kim Jongdae, you know it! Just like you know Byun Baekhyun hasn't done a single fucking thing wrong, especially to you, yet you're just too fucking bitter to admit it. And you know the shit you're doing is ruining your relationships and you know you're a little shit!"

"Why are you hopping on Baekhyun's case all of a sudden, Min? What, are you fucking him or something? Minseok, what are you doing that makes you feel entitled to call out my so-called shittyness?"

"So you're accusing me of cheating on you now?" Minseok said, taken aback. "Jongdae, I have never cheated on you, nor will I ever. The utter thought of you believing that even for the fraction of a second is ridiculous!"

"You've never cheated on me?" Jongdae scoffed. "Minseok, we haven't even been together for like, a week."

"Jongdae." Minseok said, lowering his voice and taking on a stern, yet calm tone, like one of a parent's when they are trying to issue their child a warning. "When was my last relationship?"

Jongdae thought for a moment, counting on his fingers. "Min, I don't think you've-"

"Exactly." Minseok told him harshly, and then turned on his heel and went into his room.