*talk about violence, death, and blood. but there actually is none so don't worry.*
to say jeongin was angry was an understatement. jeongin was fuming. he wanted to get up and smack that smile off of seungmin's face. seungmin and hyunjin were seated in a booth about 15 feet away from jeongin and eric, and he couldn't take his eyes off of the pair.
he didn't understand what hyunjin saw in him. yes that was his best friend since childhood, and yes he truly cared for him as a friend, but jeongin had problems. he had horrible problems that he couldn't even figure out himself. he truly would be labelled psychotic if people were to know what he was thinking on a day to day basis.
of course he knew that he had developed a small crush soon to become huge on hyunjin when they were in middle school, and he wished it was him that he had accidentally contacted, but he couldn't bring himself to tell seungmin that.
he didn't want seungmin to be sitting inside an ice cream parlour with hwang hyunjin, laughing and smiling at his jokes. he wanted hyunjin all for himself, but unfortunately hyunjin didn't want him. he couldn't help but throw daggers with his eyes from across the shop.
envy. that was all he felt.
what was so special about seungmin?
he thought.
he's not even that cute. but me i'm adorable.
"eric do you think i'm cute?" staring at his friend with the cutest smile he could muster up under all that evil.
eric, looking up from his phone, shook his head "no. now leave me alone."
groaning jeongin gulped down the rest of his ice cream, and grabbed his belongings getting ready to leave. eric got the memo and began to do the same.
in order to leave they had to pass by the booth seungmin and hyunjin were seated at, and jeongin wasn't sure if he could walk past them without wrapping his hands around seungmins throat to keep him from breathing.
eric grabbed jeongin's hand upon noticing him tense up. "stop thinking about it and just walk. keep your head low."
having a tight grip on eric's hand jeongin nodded and they made their way out of the parlour, of course not without seungmin and jeongin making slight eye contact that made him want to scream.
how was jeongin going to be able to face seungmin in school, if he could barely keep it together in an ice cream shop?
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when jeongin arrived home after having eric walk with him, he plopped down on a chair by his desk. pulling open a drawer he took out his notebook he used to write everyday journal entries.
entry #39
i've been using this notebook a lot more lately, the reason being related to hyunjin of course. i think i'm going crazy. i want to destroy seungmin, but i don't at the same time because he's always been there for me. he knows all of the struggles i've been through, with my parents divorce and my father abusing my mother. yet i can't seem to stand him anymore. i saw him today after the incident that happened between us because of stupid fucking eric. i wanted to choke him to death. i still do, i want to slit his throat, his face, his arms, his stomach. i want to watch him suffer. i want his blood all over the floor, all over my hands. all because of hwang hyunjin. i should see a therapist. this isn't healthy, but i don't want to see one. i'm not crazy i'm just love struck, i would never actually commit murder. would i?
